Xuanhua waited outside the delivery room, and it had been going back and forth for four or five hours.

During this time, the terrible screams of the princess in the door never stopped, and his scalp tingled when he heard it.

Speaking of which, this is not the first time that Xuanhua has been waiting to give birth outside the house, and he also had this experience 2,800 years ago. It was also Ah Yuan who delivered the baby, and he waited outside the door.

Yes, that time, it was his mother.

He waited outside the door for an unknown amount of time, and finally saw Ah Yuan walking out with his younger brother in his arms. He had never seen such a beautiful child, and at a glance he knew that he had inherited all the beauty of his mother. But he was so small, so weak, his skin was so thin that he could clearly see the delicate veins underneath, and his eyes were closed, and he didn't even have the strength to cry.

Thinking of the concubine, Xuanhua's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

He is not a fool, Zong Jinghua tried his best to hide it, but how the mother concubine died, he actually had a clear heart in his heart. He just thought that Jinghua was sick now, and he didn't want to distract his wishes.

Since you don't want to pierce this fragile father-son relationship, let him go. That's okay, he has calculated it, and after getting Yinlongyi, he will take this one and negotiate with his father.

A ruthless person like his father, since he was able to do such a thing to his mother and concubine back then, he would definitely not care about Jinghua's life now. He begged several times to no avail, and he no longer held this hope, but if he held the charge of killing his wife and forced him to give up Yinlongyi, it would be a good strategy.

That was owed to Jinghua by my father.

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The door finally opened.

When Miao Yuan walked out with the newborn baby in her arms, Xuanhua was in a trance for a moment.

As if going back in time, he returned to the door of Chen'an Palace and saw the newborn Xiao Jinghua.

Now this child is also so small, but he is very healthy, just now when he was still inside, I heard his earth-shattering loud cry, which shows that he is full of energy. Now that I've eaten my first meal, I'm sleeping.

Xuanhua took a closer look, the little guy had a very straight nose and long eyeliner, and he must be a Zhou Zheng character when he grows up.

"It's a boy. Miao Yuan said.

Xuanhua was also faintly excited, "I can ...... Uh, hug him??"

Miao Yuan smiled and handed the child to him.

It's a strange feeling.

Xuanhua's arm was stiff, trying to make the child sleep comfortably, but he was afraid that he would wake him up. "It's like holding a hundred fragile eggs. He was embarrassed, "I don't even dare to move." ”

"It's okay," Miao Yuan smiled, "You can touch him, this child is very healthy." ”

Xuanhua was bold, stretched out a finger, and as soon as he touched the little guy's hand, he was firmly held by a hand, and he couldn't shake it off.

Xuanhua smiled, "His hands are so small, and his fingernails are so small. It's funny, how can there be such small hands?"

Miao Yuan said softly: "Xuanhua, he seems to like you, I just asked him to grab my fingers, but he didn't." ”

"Do you like me?" Hyunhua laughed as she teased the kid.

It seemed to have a wonderful and strange feeling, as the little finger quietly passed to Xuanhua's body, and then it suddenly drilled into Xuanhua's heart, slowly taking root and settling down.

It felt soft and warm, slender and long, like countless vines in the bottom of his heart, so that he couldn't help but want to hug, to protect, to watch this young life grow up day by day, and have happiness.

"Since we are destined, then I'll give you a name. You have such a big hand, you must be a good material for martial arts when you grow up, so you can call Zhao Wu, okay?"

Xuanhua said to Miaoyuan: "By the way, what about the princess?"

Miao Yuan's face was not very good, "The princess is gone." ”

"Since this is the case, Ah Yuan should not be too sad. This child, we will always raise him as an adult. ”

Miao Yuan finally couldn't help but moan, frowned and glared at him, bit his lip and said, "I'm not sad, it's me...... I look like I'm going to give birth too. ”

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Cheng Ying also gave birth to a boy.

She has plenty of milk and is more than enough to feed her two children. So it seems that Xuanhua is really happy now, taking care of his wife at home all day long, hugging a pair of children left and right, and he is simply not enterprising.

But at night, he began to rack his brains.

In order to avoid people's eyes, the princess did not dare to put it in the mourning hall, and even the corpse was personally taken out of the suburbs by him at night, and he dug a pit casually and buried it hastily.

It was really not as good as the sky, and it rained heavily for several days, and a wooden bridge outside the city broke, and when someone was looking for someone to repair it, the body of the princess buried under the bridge was found.

Tu Anjia immediately found someone to examine the body, confirming that this was the princess Zhuang Ji who fled with pregnancy, and at the same time confirmed that she had given birth to a posthumous child for Zhao Shuo before she died. Tu Anjia has always believed in the creed of "cutting the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows again", and immediately ordered the city to be closed and searched all over the city for the child who did not know where to go.

For a while, people were panicked, and everyone with a baby did not know when they would be rushed into the door to search by the officers and soldiers, even the women's boudoir who was still in the month. With the tacit consent of Tu Anjia, the attitude of the officers and men was rude and violent. Some of the children wept incessantly, annoying them, and were thrown to the ground on the spot and died, while the soldiers flew away.

But with these searches alone, Xuanhua can still handle it.

Miao Yuan and the princess gave birth on the same day, and the difference between the two children was only a few hours, and he unified the external language, saying that his wife was pregnant with twins, and he got a pair of twins.

After all, a small baby does not have any obvious characteristics other than its age. In this ancient city, there are thousands of such babies, Tu Anjia is no longer immortal, how can he fish a needle out of the sea?

But if according to the natal character, then as soon as the morning dawns, the tragic infant slaughter order that broke the hearts of thousands of mothers will be posted in the streets and alleys of the city.

Xuanhua pondered in the study to no avail, stretched his waist and stood up, and returned to his room.

Both children were fed and sleeping soundly side by side. Miaowon wears a taco-colored turban and softly hums a lullaby lovingly.

Xuanhua stood at the door for a while.

He thought it was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to walk in, so he stood outside the door and looked at it stupidly.

But Miao Yuan found him and smiled at him, "Why are you standing there stupidly?"

Xuanhua walked in with a smile, "I'm afraid to wake you up." ”

He leaned over and gently kissed her on the cheek, "Ah Yuan is so fragrant, but it really smells better and better." ”

Miao Yuan was a little embarrassed, and said shyly: "Isn't it the taste of milk? You are not a baby who eats milk, what are you greedy for this taste?"

Xuanhua also sat down next to her and said with a smile: "I don't eat milk, but I want to eat Ah Yuan." ”

He took her in his arms, his fingers running through her jet-black hair, and gazed affectionately.

Miao Yuan is already extremely beautiful, but now because she has given birth to a child, her pretty face has added a mature young woman's charm. The skin is more and more fair and delicate, and the soft black eyes are like two ripe black grapes, rippling, and they seem to be dripping with a smile.

"Ah Yuan is so beautiful. Xuanhua said infatuatedly, "No matter when, it's so beautiful." ”

Miao Yuan smiled, looked at him with pity and said, "What about you, haven't you figured out a way yet?"

After all, he was a mortal shell, and after staying up for several nights without sleep, he was now tired and his eyes were bloodshot.

Xuanhua shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"As soon as the morning dawns, the list of the infant slaughter order will be posted. He looked at the two sleeping children and smiled bitterly: "This problem that the second brother threw at me is much more difficult than building the Great Wall." ”

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The post-mortem for the princess could not say the specific time when the princess gave birth, but could only calculate an approximate month. Tu Anjia was mad and posted a "Baby Slaughter Order", saying that if the Zhao orphans could not be found within three days, all the babies over one month old and under half a year old in the city would be killed, and no one would be left.

As soon as the "Infant Slaughter Order" came out, the entire old city was in mourning.

Xuanhua walked on the street, everyone was in a hurry, and they looked like relatives, even the neighbors who would always smile and say hello to him before, they didn't have the heart to talk for half a word.

It's like a lonely city shrouded in death.

Some of the women were so frightened that they foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground with convulsions, and were pulled up by the savage soldiers and thrown under the pergola on the side, until they woke up or their families came to pick them up.

In those coffin shops, the sales of baby coffins and small longevity clothes suddenly became in demand, and the master carpenters and tailors rushed to make them overnight.

But no matter how good the business is, there is no smile on the faces of the bosses.

Xuanhua walked in, the old man in the coffin shop was bowing his head and writing something, Xuanhua glanced at it and found that it was a copy of the "Dizang Bodhisattva Sutra".

"Boss, I want to ......"

The old man looked up at him, his cloudy eyes seemed to be mixed with some water, and he said wistfully: "You go, no." ”

Xuanhua said: "You haven't asked me what I want yet. ”

"Aren't you here to buy a baby coffin? How many people have come to ask today? No! No! No!" the old man suddenly became excited, and shouted at him uncontrollably.

Xuanhua subconsciously glanced into the shop, where a small black nanmu coffin was parked.

The old man jumped up with a "wow", picked up his broom and hit him fiercely, cursing loudly: "Look at it, this is for my own grandson! He is only four months old, but he wants to bury that damn Zhao orphan with him!Ah, my hard-working grandson...... Grandpa can't save you, so I can only leave you the best coffin and send you on your way......"

The old man threw the broom, crouched against the wall, and wept and howled.

Xuanhua retreated in a gray manner.

He just wanted to buy some incense and candles to burn for the dead princess.

Because of his negligence, it was difficult to preserve her bones, although he also knew that it was completely useless to do so, but since he was in the mortal world, it was better to follow the customs.

But the words of the old man in the coffin shop touched him deeply.