In mid-November, Daming Palace and even the entire Chang'an City were shrouded in a tense atmosphere, and Her Royal Highness Empress Guy had passed the due date but there was no movement.

Since she was pregnant, Mu Fushu has eaten well and slept well, and she is also energetic, except for her big belly, she is not fat at all. She has always strictly controlled her weight, and in the later period, she often did her own check-ups to check blood sugar and blood pressure. In this era, there was no caesarean section, and eating too fat was easy to kill two corpses. Fortunately, there is no abnormality in the examination, and the child has already entered the basin, so it can be said that it is waiting to start.

But the kid wasn't in a hurry at all!

Yang Wei** has been in the palace every two days since the end of October, and has entered the palace every day, and has lived in the palace with twins since the ninth day of November.

San Lang naturally has no objections. For having children, he and Mu Fushu both have written experience, but no actual experience. Although Mu Fushu seems to be confident on the surface, San Lang and Yang-You-You-Xiao-Said-More-New-Most-Fast-WWW.UUXS.CC-Wei ** are still very nervous and stare at her all day long.

November 18 was Ayi Pasha's birthday, and Saburo and Mu Fushu celebrated her birthday in a small area. Yang Wei** had heard of Ayi Pasha's life experience, but he just pretended not to know on the surface. In the evening, he condescended to have dinner with Ayi Pasha.

Ayi Pasha is a kind person who is almost stupid, she does not know how to look at people's faces, or she does not understand whether others are sincere or false to her, as long as she smiles at her, she is classified as a good person, and she is a bad person if she ignores her.

Yang Wei** naturally wouldn't keep a straight face to her, and after a few words, Ayi Pasha's good impression of Yang Wei** soared, and he actually made two sets of small clothes with national characteristics for the twins. Ayi Pasha can't do anything else, and the female celebrity can be regarded as proficient, which is also related to her many years of living by selling embroidery.

Yang Wei** naturally smiled. She looks down on such a woman, and a good beauty actually lives like this (not everyone is as strong as Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, and people can't fight your father and husband for your father). Both angry and grateful for it. Only such a cowardly and contented woman, as San Lang's biological mother, will not have the worries of her relatives (Mu Fushu said A-Niang, you really think too much...... ）。

After dinner, the twins were teased for a while. The three-month-old child spends most of his time sleeping, and Mu Fushu really likes these two younger brothers, and a little space well water is dripped into the water that they drink between the two meals of milk on weekdays. The two children immediately thrived. Three months looks like a half-year-old child, and he is so happy with his parents and grandparents, and Yang Wei is relieved to bring them into the palace.

Back to the dormitory. San Lang sent all the palace people away and took Mu Fushu into the space to bathe. Halfway through November, it was already very cold, and there was a dragon in the palace. But there is a difference between it and space.

Sleeping until midnight, Mu Fushu felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. I got up and went to the toilet. I don't know why I always feel like my stomach is falling, I feel hard and uncomfortable to the touch, and the contractions are a little frequent.

After falling asleep, Mu Fushu felt as if he was wetting the bed. When I woke up, I found that the sheets were wet and wet, how did I feel wrong? His heart moved, and he quickly woke up Saburo and said, "I may be about to give birth." ”

Saburo was taken aback. Immediately turned over and got out of bed, and shouted indiscriminately: "Someone is coming, someone is called a midwife......"

The poor saint was so frightened that he forgot that he was in space.

The delivery room has been prepared for a long time, in the ear room next to the dormitory. The bedding inside has been sterilized. The room has also been disinfected several times, and all the utensils are prepared, and the room is next to the boiler room, so it is convenient to ask for hot water.

Mu Fushu pulled out of the space with San Lang, who had recovered his senses, and immediately called someone to come, the palace maids had practiced countless times under the leadership of Mama before, and the entire Qifeng Hall was brightly lit in a few breaths, and the ear room was also ready.

San Lang helped Mu Fushu and sent her to the bed in the ear room. In fact, Mu Fushu planned to be born in the space at the beginning, but he was afraid that he and San Lang would be inexperienced, so he was in a hurry, so he turned out his thoughts. I only made a bed according to my own requirements, which can be raised and lowered like the hospital delivery bed, and I hope I can help myself when the time comes.

When he was in medical school, Mu Fushu once heard a professor say that the pain of giving birth to a child is level ten, which is several times more painful than a broken bone. She has always been smooth, even when she went out to explore, she was a bodyguard for a few years, at most she rubbed some skin or something, and there was never a broken bone. The fatal sneak attack in the previous life was also dizzy in an instant, and the pain had not yet had time to reach the nerves of the brain.

Mu Fushu only felt that it was okay at the beginning, but his stomach was full of pain, and he felt like he had to poop after eating a bad stomach, but he couldn't pull it out. There was a long interval in between, and she also ate a bowl of chicken noodle soup, chatted with San Lang who was sitting next to her for a while, and fell asleep in a daze.

When the labor pains became more and more intensive, Mu Fushu felt that the kind of screaming and scolding on TV was completely unreliable, and he couldn't shout when the pain was extreme, and he just wanted to use his whole body to resist this unspeakable pain, it really hurt, it hurts, it hurts...... Mu Fushu, who was in pain, couldn't wait to take out the anesthetic to use it, but reason told her that she couldn't.

In the severe pain, San Lang has been accompanying her and helping her wipe her sweat, Mu Fushu didn't cry, he shed tears.

Yang Wei**, who came in a hurry, originally wanted to let San Lang out, but he couldn't open his mouth when he saw this scene, so he could only sit on the other side and comfort Mu Fushu: "It's okay, it's okay, it's almost ......."

Mu Fu took a sip of space water in the interval between the pain, and always felt that the pain would be better when it reached a critical point, and the space water probably had the effect of relieving pain, but unfortunately it was not as good as anesthetic, but it was good for her to endure it, and she would have drunk it as soon as she knew.

The doctor girl and the midwife came over from time to time to see her pulse and the situation of the palace entrance, I don't know how long it took, the midwife called out in surprise: "Your Highness, the palace entrance is fully opened, Your Highness follows the old slave hard." ”

Mu Fushu drank a large mouthful of well water again, and Yang Wei** frowned and said, "When is it, are you still drinking cold?" ”

Saburo hurriedly explained: "Warm is warm, it is warm water. ”

Although Yang Wei** feels weird, when is it now? couldn't care so much, and squeezed San Lang in front of Mu Fushu's head (probably still afraid that there would be a shadow when he really saw the birth process): "Don't make a mess and go to squat." ”

Everyone was shocked, thinking that Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, are you too majestic?

As a result, the saint squatted down to the head of the bed without a sound, hugged her head with both hands, grabbed one of the queen's hands, and rubbed her forehead. And kiss her eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, and lips from time to time...... Yu Dai choked up and said: "Auntie is not afraid, San Lang is here." ”

The corners of Mu Fushu's eyes were a little moist, I don't know if it hurts or what, and said softly: "I'm not afraid, don't be afraid either!" ”

Except for the baby in Mu Fushu's belly who is desperately trying to earn out, everyone else feels that the whole person is not good, this painting style is so weird......

Fortunately, the midwife never forgets her own duty. Shouted: "Hard! ”

Mu Fushu subconsciously exerted force. I felt a light underneath me, something slipped out, and then there was a "ahhhh Although the voice didn't sound like crying, it was more like shouting.

Everyone else was stunned, this ...... It's also smooth, right? The midwife was still standing up straight with her feet apart and ready to fight for an hour or two, how could it be so fast?

Fortunately, there are several midwives. The one who gives orders shouts, and the one who delivers the baby is the midwife. There is also a ...... for the weighing of the body of the tube

"Congratulations to the saint, congratulations to Your Highness, congratulations to the eldest princess, she is the eldest son of the emperor!"

The clever palace people hurriedly said hello.

When the child came out, Saburo's tears were just paste, and he didn't see it clearly, but he only heard a baby's cry. Hurriedly wiped her tears and looked over, and saw a midwife picking up a bare-ass doll from between the legs of the eldest mother, and the child's black hair was wet and sticking to the scalp. With his eyes closed, his fists clenched, his legs kicking, and his mouth wide open, he shouted "Ahhhh

Saburo was in a hurry. He shouted, "Oh, what are you doing!" ”

Everyone looked at him inexplicably, not knowing who he was talking about.

Saburo pointed a finger at the bare-ass child: "What are you shouting?" You've got to cry! ”

"Bang Bang ......"

"Whoa......

For a while, the basin with the pot fell and the quilt was dropped, and even Yang Wei** squatted on the ground.

Mu Fushu couldn't help it, laughed, and his stomach hurt from laughing. Yang Wei ** hurriedly held her down and said: "Shut up, don't laugh, hurt your body......"

The midwife also took the eldest prince who was still "shouting" to take a bath with a strange look. The palace maid who had dropped the basin hurriedly went to fetch water again......

Everyone was busy with their faces tight, and no one paid attention to Saburo.

San Lang froze for a while, looked back at Mu Fushu, and said with a look of grievance: "Didn't the book say that the child should cry when he was born?" ”

Mu Fushu easily held back his laughter: "Well, it's okay to shout." ”

San Lang nodded: "I said, what is he shouting?" Is it cold? Still hungry? ”

Mu Fushu ignored him and said to the palace maid on the side: "Rub the hands and feet of the eldest prince, and there are prepared ink and paper on the table over there." ”

After a while, the eldest prince who washed and rubbed his hands and feet wrapped it and sent it to Mu Fushu. Yang Wei** and San Lang came up to see that the child actually opened his eyes, and his black eyes printed a touch of dark blue in the rising morning sun outside the window.

San Lang was ecstatic: "Auntie, look, your eyes are the same as mine." ”

Yang Wei** smiled: "It's your son, naturally like you." ”

San Lang danced with his hands and praised again and again: "Look at this nose, eyes and mouth, how beautiful!" Looking at him is like me looking in a mirror, I look exactly like him......"

Mu Fushu had already ignored this person's incoherent words, and only looked at the child on his chest: his skin was not red, and his face was not like a monkey, what a beautiful child! The black hair has grown under the ears, the skin is white and red, the eyes are large, the nose bridge is thin, the lips are long, and the earlobes are also thick. He has deep facial features and looks like a little half-breed.

The child's eyes seemed to be in focus, and finally he stared at Mu Fushu's face. Because he was wearing a one-piece monk suit that Mu Fushu had modified, with a thin cotton jacket on the outside, not tied into a candle bag, and his two hands were still very free, so while looking at it and waving his little hands, Mu Fushu felt that his heart was about to melt, and it was very warm and comfortable, and he couldn't help but put his hand in his mouth......

"Auntie, what are you doing? How can you bully Da Lang......" San Lang's fussy voice came, Mu Fushu felt that why didn't he think San Lang was so annoying before? (To be continued)

ps: San Lang is very aggrieved: Auntie, do you have a son and don't want a child's father? R640