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Zhou Zhiqing kept her eyes open, obviously very tired, as if all the blood in her body had flowed, and all the strength in her body had been drained, but she just couldn't sleep.

Once the baby landed, as if the pain and suffering suffered in the past were taken away, her eyes were blurred, looking at the baby who was carried to her by the stable woman, she couldn't hear anything in her ears, and there was only such a small ball in her eyes.

Is this the child born in the tenth month of pregnancy? So small, so soft, so delicate, Wen Po can hold him up with one hand. He struggled on all fours, looking reluctant.

She wanted to hug him, kiss him, and ask him why he was crying so much, and how wronged he was? Don't be afraid of whether it's good or not, because there is a mother.

Mrs. Zhou touched Zhou Zhiqing's head and said slowly: "It's Xiao Shizi, Zhiqing, you finally survived." His voice was full of sighs. Although it is good to have children and daughters, as long as it is safe, it is hard work, and it is better to have a small son than to give birth to a small lord.

With Xiao Shizi, as long as Zhou Zhiqing doesn't do too many outrageous things, a side concubine can be kept steadily, and she can be relied on in this life, even if her parents can no longer protect her, she can rest worry-free for the rest of her life.

God knows how scared she is? Originally, she was not a brave and spicy woman, the moment she saw the blood, she couldn't wait to faint immediately, as long as she could escape this hurdle, it was just the instinct of being a mother, supporting her to stay awake for her daughter.

Fortunately, there was finally no danger, Mrs. Zhou thought to herself. When you go back, you must go to the temple to put more incense on it and give some sesame oil money.

Zhou Zhiqing nodded, called "mother" in a dumb voice, and said "thank you".

Mrs. Zhou's tears couldn't stop falling, but she wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand for Zhou Zhiqing: "Silly child, it's good for you to be good, no matter how hard your mother is, she is willing, don't cry, you can't cry during confinement, your eyes will be broken." Don't cry. Now that the mother and son are safe, you can also rest well, sleep for a while, my mother is here with you. ”

Zhou Zhiqing also wanted to sleep. Obviously exhausted to the extreme. But she couldn't sleep. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and said, "Mother." I want to hug him. ”

Mrs. Zhou also understands that the children born to her daughter in nine deaths are naturally reluctant to be 10,000 or 1,000, although she is weak, she can obviously not rest assured, so she will hold her over and let her like it.

Zhou Zhiqing looked at the tender child in her arms and laughed with tears.

Mrs. Zhou said softly: "The child is big, seven pounds and six taels, you were thin when you were pregnant with him, and your belly was not big, but it was a thin skin and big stuffing, but when you were born, you suffered a lot." ”

Zhou Zhiqing stretched out his hand to caress the soft hair on his head, and said: "If you don't raise children, you don't know the kindness of your parents, at this moment I understand my mother's words, for the sake of my children, I don't regret anything." ”

looked at it for a moment and said, "Mother, why, he's so ugly." "The forehead is wrinkled, the little face is red, and there are blue birthmarks on the buttocks and the back of the hands, and the whole thing is similar to a little monkey.

Mrs. Zhou said funny: "What's ugly?" I see that he is very beautiful, and the redder the skin of the newborn child, the whiter it will become. Look at how long the child's eyeliner is, how stiff the nose is, and the small lips and petals......" and looked at Zhou Zhiqing comfortingly: "The child's good health is your blessing, don't be in a hurry, there is a nurse to take care of it." The confinement must be well recuperated, otherwise it will be the root of the disease for a lifetime, and no matter how much you make up for it, you can't make up for it, don't you care about anything, remember? ”

Zhou Zhiqing nodded, reluctantly looked at the child in his arms and asked, "Why did he fall asleep?" Have you eaten? ”

Mrs. Zhou said with a gentle look in her eyes: "It's already fed, you can rest assured." ”

Zhou Zhiqing didn't ask Mrs. Zhou about Yan Zhenrui, and Mrs. Zhou didn't say anything after she wanted to speak. How embarrassing it is between her daughter and the prince, she doesn't need to understand it carefully, just from the birth of her daughter, the prince can get a glimpse of Duanni without even showing his face.

If you don't ask, don't ask, lest your daughter know and be sad.

Zhou Zhiqing gradually closed her eyes, but she was still muttering: "Mother-"

Mrs. Zhou comforted her: "Mother doesn't leave, mother accompanies you, sleep." ”

Although he said so, he also knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to accompany his daughter for a long time. Although she is her daughter, she is now the wife of the Yan family, and she is such a high family, what qualifications does she have to stay in the palace again?

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhou was politely sent out of the palace at that time, and Steward Qiao personally sent it out, full of gratitude, and also gave a lot of gold, silver and jewelry.

Mrs. Zhou sighed secretly. This is not the attitude towards the mother-in-law at all? It's like an outsider invited, because she accompanied Zhou Zhiqing to give birth and made a contribution, so she is still grateful in addition to gratitude.

She wanted to say, this is what I should do. But this "should" can only be thought about in one's own heart. Although he was unwilling to take the prince's reward, for the sake of the future of the lord and his daughter, he could only endure it.

When Zhou Zhi came to his senses, there was silence around him. There is still a difference between dark night and daylight, and the lights in the house are not lit. She braced herself and wanted to get up, but her whole body was sore, and she couldn't use any strength.

The room was eerily quiet, and it was said that she was not moving much, and if anyone was serving outside, she should come in and take a look, but at the moment it was so quiet that it seemed that only her own breath was.

Zhou Zhiqing asked, "Who is there?" ”

No one answered.

Zhou Zhiqing looked around and saw that he was not in the delivery room, nor was he in Haoriju, but in Linfeng Pavilion. She frowned, and an infinite sense of powerlessness and foreboding rose in her heart.

She didn't dare to give birth to a little son, but it can't be regarded as a fault, right? It's just that if you don't move back to Haoriju, what does it mean to send her back to Linfeng Pavilion?

And, what about children? She is the biological mother of the child, and the identity of the child is higher than her, but she can't take the child away so early and so quickly, right?

This is...... Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge? Isn't that too fast?

Zhou Zhiqing gasped for several breaths before she sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, and raised her voice: "Is there anyone outside?" ”

shouted several times before a little girl ran in: "Slave, slave maid is here, what do you have to say?" ”

Zhou Zhiqing asked puzzledly: "What about the child?" ”

The little girl immediately shook her head: "The slave doesn't know. ”

She doesn't know?

Zhou Zhiqing was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, where did this stupid girl come from? I had to ask again: "What about Xianzhi?" What about the flowing wind and flowing clouds? ”

The little girl just shook her head: "Slave, slave doesn't know." ”

Zhou Zhiqing really didn't have the energy, otherwise she wouldn't talk nonsense with her at all, she would have gone out to find it by herself, she was weak at the moment, she was sweating all over after only a few moves, and she wanted to move and pull the wound underneath, Zhou Zhiqing almost screamed. The abdomen was relaxed all of a sudden, and she was happy, but the child was gone, and she couldn't tell the pull in her heart.

She stroked her already flat lower abdomen and said, "I'm hungry, but what do I have to eat?" ”

"Yes, yes...... The slave and the maid will go to the end. The little girl ran out with that. (To be continued......)