Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Princess Gives Birth
Like an old man......
Like an old man......
The more Yan Lingxu thought about it, the more he felt a chill down his spine, could it be that the ghost of the boss had returned?
Thinking about it, I denied myself, it can't be a ghost, a ghost can't be visible in the sun, and the old grandmother is still standing there.
So why does this smell be the same as the one on the boss? There's nothing wrong with my nose.
"Colt."
"It's time to go to bed."
Xihe moved on the bed with difficulty, her stomach was too big to move, and she couldn't lie down, so she really couldn't help it, so she asked Yan Lingxu to come over and help her lie down.
The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.
The moon was sinking in the west, the shadows were sufficient, and a miserable scream suddenly sounded in the princess's bedroom.
"Ah——!h
Yan Lingxu got up from the bed, shaking her head sleepily and looking around, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”
"Horse ......"
Yan Lingxu was still in a state of confusion, and when she heard Xihe next to her calling herself, she thought it was because she was pregnant and couldn't sleep, so she closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to gently pat her, "Woo woo, good baby, sleep." ”
"Donny ......," a weak voice still called to him.
"Don't talk, close your eyes, and fall asleep in a while." Shoot, shoot.
One hand grabbed the corner of his coat, "Horse ......"
Yan Lingxu was helpless, why was Xi He so clingy tonight. Turning his head and trying to open his eyes, "Oh, lady, why are you sweating, are you hot, the weather is a little stuffy today, look at you, you see that this pregnant woman can't stand the wind, the cold, and the cold, and cover it, I'll wipe your sweat first, and then quickly lift the quilt for you, cool down, and then continue to sleep!" ”
While speaking, his hand reached into the quilt to feel whether Xi He was wet with sweat under him, and felt that it was sticky and greasy under his hand, and he suddenly lifted the quilt to see, and his eyes were bright red.
"Niangniangniang, you you, you you, you ......"
"I'm going to give birth."
"I'm going to give birth... I'm going to find someone now! ”
Wearing underwear, he climbed out of bed and opened the door and ran out, shouting as he ran, "Come on, come on, come on, you're going to give birth!" ”
"Come on, the princess is going to give birth!"
The frightened candlelight was lit on all sides, and the eunuch and palace maid hurriedly looked for the imperial doctor to find the stable woman.
Qianyu was in the imperial study to review the folds, when he received the news, his hand shook and knocked over the teacup, stood up and walked out, an unstable and hung on the ground, and he lost some kung fu, or he had to lose face in front of a dry person.
Xihe in the dormitory was lying on the couch at this time, his face pale.
"Scissors, hot water, hurry, hurry!" Wen Po instructed the palace maid to change the things she needed one by one.
"Hurry up!" Wen Po looked at the princess and was a little anxious.
"Princess, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, hold steady, steady."
At this time, Xihe was covered with sweat, not to mention, his body kept breaking out in cold sweat, his stomach hurt like a knife, and his face was faintly gray. The amniotic fluid under his body flowed more and more, as if all the internal organs were flowing out together.
The cork in his mouth clicked, his hand clutched tightly on the cushion under him, and he hunched over and panted under the guidance of Wen Po.
"It's almost there, it's already in shape."
Xi felt like he was going to die, his body was full of tearing feelings, with indescribable pain and powerlessness, what should I do, I was almost exhausted......
"Princess, princess!"
Wen Po kept shouting, causing Yan Lingxu and Qianyu outside the hall to scratch their ears and cheeks in a hurry.
Lady, lady, lady, come on, come on, fight, you can do without children, but I can't do without my daughter-in-law!
Yan Lingxu was about to cry, and several times she wanted to rush in, but she was pulled by her shoulders and pushed aside.
"Let me in, let me in, my lady is crying inside, I have to accompany me!" He didn't let him in, he crouched on the ground and clutched his hair, screaming wildly.
Qianyu really has no choice, and at this time, he can't drink Ling Lingxu, a mentally retarded person, to shut up, and besides, he also cares about Xihe...... That's it, let him go.
Just when Xi and finally slammed it hard, the child's cry made her feel full of peace of mind at the moment of fainting.
...... This little bastard has figured it out.