Luo Wushuang withdrew his gaze from the courtyard scene, turned to look at Nangong Xingchen, and slowly spoke: "Xingchen, do you say our child is a boy or a girl?" ”

Nangong Xingchen tried hard, this Luo Wushuang asked no less than ten times, and the man was a little helpless and tirelessly said: "Whether it's a boy or a girl, I love it." ”

"Still didn't say whether it was a boy or a girl." Luo Wushuang said slightly.

"Okay, I'm a girl, so I'm as good-looking as Wushuang."

Nangong Xingchen stepped forward and took Luo Wushuang's little hand, and said carefully, his eyes were full of gentleness.

"Okay."

"Take a break."

Nangong Xingchen Luo Wushuang walked towards the soft collapse, Luo Wushuang took broken steps, and suddenly the carved window blown by the wind sounded, and a cold wind came directly to Luo Wushuang and Nangong Xingchen.

Nangong Xingchen subconsciously stood in front of Luo Wushuang and felt a cold wind for her, but it was expected, but it still failed to block the cold.

The wind was like ice slag, cold to the bone.

"My stomach hurts."

Nangong Xingchen lowered his eyes and saw that Luo Wushuang's face was a little pale, his heart was raised, his brows furrowed, and he asked worriedly: "How are you, I'll call Wuchen." ”

"Hmm." Luo Wushuang replied softly.

Helped Luo Wushuang to lie on the floor, covered the quilt, and closed the doors and windows.

Nangong Xingchen went straight to Luo Wuchen's room, because Luo Wushuang's birth period was approaching, so Luo Wuchen came to the Regent's Mansion to live for a while with Bei Yingyue for convenience.

"Dust-free, look at Wushuang."

"What's wrong with Wushuang?"

Luo Wuchen moved when he heard the sound, and before he could react, a gray smoke ran in front of Nangong Xingchen, and he was swept by a strong wind, and his wrist was buckled.

Before he could react, Luo Wuchen was pulled out, and even Bei Yingyue was dumbfounded, and hurriedly followed.

"How's it going?"

Nangong Xingchen asked anxiously.

"I think I'm about to give birth."

Luo Wuchen said, frowning a little.

"Xiaozhu went to call Wen Po over."

"Yes." Xiaozhu walked away quickly.

Luo Wushuang lay down in a soft cold sweat, and from time to time there was a huge pain in his lower abdomen, and he wanted to cry uncomfortably.

"What's going on? All of a sudden......"

"There was a lot of cool breeze just now, maybe that's why."

Nangong Xingchen said slowly, standing beside Luo Wushuang and holding the woman's hand as an encouragement.

"It's really willful."

Luo Wuchen said with some reproach.

Nangong Xingchen picked up his hand, and Tiluo Wushuang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, a little worried.

"Hey, you all get out of here."

Wen Po entered the room and looked at it, and immediately said to everyone.

"Hmm. Let's get out first. ”

Luo Wuchen took Bei Yingyue's hand and walked out of the room together, and Xiaozhu also went down to arrange all the production needs.

Luo Wushuang was lying on the bed, cold sweat from pain came out, and he didn't even dare to gasp, as time went by, production was imminent.

Wen Po looked at Nangong Xingchen, who was still beside Luo Wushuang, and said, "Lord Wang, you should go out and wait outside in the delivery room." ”

"It's okay, this king is here to touch."

"Xingchen, you go out first." Luo Wushuang said with difficulty, his tone could not be refused.

"Okay."

Nangong Xingchen saw that Luo Wushuang was stubborn and did not stay in the room anymore, so he immediately went out, and waited with Luo Wuchen and the others.

It's still early, the sky is white, there is no color, there is no cloud, like the glass overhead, and it is also a little depressing.

Was there a painful moan from a woman giving birth in the room, and Nangong Xingchen, who was listening directly, was pinched and stomped left and right.

"Princess, exert yourself."

Wen Po led the way.

Xiaozhu was holding a towel on the side to wipe Luo Wushuang's sweat, a little worried, and saw that Luo Wushuang's hair was messy and his face was drenched in sweat.

"Princess,"

Xiaozhu called out a little distressed, walking back and forth, Wen Po needed to prepare everything as soon as possible.

"Why haven't you gotten better?"

Xiaozhu asked in confusion at Wen Po.

"Girl, that's so fast, your princess's firstborn, naturally slower, everything depends on your princess."

"Well, let's hurry up, the princess is really suffering."

As the red lanterns of the fireworks house lit up, climbing the curling smoke, the sky was gradually dyed with smoke and dust, like a clear crystal ball injected with gray dyeing, instantly covered with a layer of gray, more and more dark.

It's nightfall.

Outside the house, there was still a cold wind, the wind was wanton, and there was the sound of leaves from time to time, and then it was quiet.

Nangong Xingchen and the others couldn't feel the cold at the moment when they were outside, and even their feet were a little numb when they were standing.

The house is still the same, is there a woman's voice shouting pain intermittently, and it is distressing to hear it.

"Why hasn't it been so fast."

Nangong Xingchen was a little anxious, although no one responded, but only he understood the anxiety in his heart.

"Kotake ......"

Luo Wushuang wanted to say something, but he was suddenly cut off by the pain in his abdomen.

"Come on, princess, use some force."

Wen Po said fiercely, which made Luo Wushuang have some motivation and gritted his teeth hard.

"Yes, go on, I'm about to see the child's head."

"Hmm."

Luo Wushuang responded, looking forward to it more and more, but when he was weak, he gave a heart booster and gained some strength.

"Wow."

A child's cry pierced the night, pierced through the paper window, and fell into the ears of a few people outside the door.

"It's raw."

Nangong Xingchen was overjoyed, his face was gentle, and he was about to push the door in, but when he thought of it, he was not so fast and paused, pacing back and forth.

Half a column of incense after the time.

Wen Po took the child out of the room, wrapped the child in a brocade quilt, handed it to Nangong Xingchen, and said happily: "Congratulations to the prince, he is a little son." ”

"Good, good, good, rewards."

Nangong Xingchen smiled happily, and said three good things in a row, looking very happy.

"Thank you, Lord Wang." The smile on Wen Po's face became even brighter.

"Congratulations, Lord Wang."

Thundercloud and Lightning immediately congratulated each other.

"Hmm."

"It's packed inside, I'll take a look at Wushuang's pulse."

Luo Wuchen opened his mouth and said, with a cautious and cautious face, his sister always has to be careful, Wushuang still doesn't know if he is cold, how is his physical condition?

"Alright, come in."

Xiaozhu shouted out the door.

Luo Wushuang had already arrived in the outer room at this moment, and he was a little weak and opened his eyes to look, and there was someone.

Luo Wuchen stepped forward to check the pulse of peace for Luo Wushuang, looked serious, and then withdrew his hand.

"How's it going? There's nothing uncomfortable about it. Nangong Xingchen stepped forward and asked, his face full of concern.

"It's okay, there's no discomfort."

Luo Wushuang smiled lightly and said lightly, without the fetus in his womb, the state at the moment is simply good, except for the severe pain during childbirth, everything is worth it.

"Where's the kid?"

Luo Wushuang asked in a soft voice.

"The kid is here."

Nangong Xingchen got up and came to Wen Po to take the child from her hand, came to Luo Wushuang's side, and put the child beside her.

Luo Wushuang looked sideways at the sleeping child, with a smile on his face, gentle.

"Wushuang, recuperate more recently, replenish your body, don't blow the cold wind anymore, it's not good to be cold."

Luo Wuchen said.

"yes, I see."

Luo Wushuang glanced at Luo Wuchen gratefully.

Bei Yingyue touched the child's little face, and said with some joy: "This child is like the prince, he must be a handsome and chic beautiful man." ”

"He's still so young, you can see it."

Luo Wushuang Nunu mouthed and continued, his tone full of joy.

"Well, it's like."

Luo Wuchen said slightly to Luo Wushuang, but in fact, he echoed Bei Yingyue's words.

"You should go back too, Wushuang to rest for a while."

Nangong Xingchen came down to expel the guest, his face was full of seriousness and coldness, and he couldn't help but feel distressed when he thought of Luo Wushuang's hard work.

"Well, okay, let's go first."

Luo Wuchen pulled Bei Yingyue out of the room and came back to the courtyard.

"Xiaozhu took Wenpo to the yard arranged earlier, let the nurse take care of it, you don't have to be in front of you these days, take care of the little prince."

"Yes."

Xiaozhu responded, and Wen Po took the child and left with Xiaozhu.

"I'm not tired."

Luo Wushuang opened his mouth and said, now that the burden is gone, he is a little excited, and he doesn't see sleepiness, but after a few hours of tossing, this person's state doesn't seem to be good.

"I'll have chicken soup ready, meals in a while, and you want to take a break."

"Okay." couldn't resist Nangong Xingchen's domineering care, so in order not to worry him, he had to agree.

"Well, good, sleep, I'll watch over you."

Nangong Xingchen tucked the quilt and sat beside him looking at Luo Wushuang, patiently like a child.

"Hmm."

After a few moments, the people around me were asleep, breathing slowly, their eyes closed, their long, curly eyelashes casting a beautiful shadow in the light.

After Nangong Xingchen made sure that the woman was asleep, he went out of the door of the room and came to the kitchen.

The kitchen was busy with the dinner of the distinguished guests in the house at the moment, and when they saw a character like Nangong Xingchen appear, everyone was stunned for a while, and forgot their movements for a while.

"Wang ...... Rajah. ”

"I've seen the prince."

Everyone wanted to salute in unison, but was stopped by Nangong Xingchen.

"No need to be polite, hurry up."

"Yes, lord."

Nangong Xingchen stepped forward and came to a small stove, and an older and senior man stepped forward and said respectfully: "Lord, what do you need, just tell your subordinates to do it?" ”

"Well, do you have some tasty food?"

Nangong Xingchen asked, looking serious.

"Yes, the prince made it for the princess."

"Hmm."

"I have a dish here, take the shrimp to shell and cut into cubes, and then use pineapple to dice, eggs with rice grains, and stir-fry in a shallow oil pan, that is, to synthesize pineapple fried rice, which has the nutrition of shrimp, and the sweet and sour taste of pineapple, which is very delicious."

The chef spoke eloquently, his face was bright, and he boasted about this dish.

"Oh, that's it, you hurry up and prepare this meal."

"Okay, lord."

The cook turned around to prepare the materials, and saw that Nangong Xingchen had not left and wondered in his heart, this prince was going to guard himself.

"Stir-fry with less oil, the princess shouldn't like to eat too greasy."

"Okay, lord."

The cook was careful with his throat, the regent was afraid that he was going to supervise the work, and the prince really loved the princess to the extreme, and he came to check the food in person.

"Lord Wang, this kitchen smoke place, do you have to wait outside?"

The cook hesitated slightly, but finally spoke, with a bit of sincerity and thoughtfulness.

"No need, this king wants to watch you do it."

"Uh...... Good. ”

I'm really flattered.

The chef acted quickly, but he started to cook the meal with his heart, between the hot oil, the shrimp grains rolled and gradually turned red, the random rice poured into the pot, the yellow pineapple was evenly entered, one yellow and one red were particularly beautiful, and the golden egg liquid wrapped every grain of rice, which was perfect.

It's really full of color and flavor.

Remember that the princess of the poisonous pet drove to her permanent address