Everyone was waiting eagerly, but they didn't know that there was already another scene in the delivery room, and Fan Wan'er finally couldn't resist the hatred in her heart, and pulled out the soft sword at her waist and went towards the ear room.

There was only a midwife beside Pan Ling'er, and when Pan Lihua walked in, Pan Ling'er's face was distorted, and she grabbed Fan Lihua with her hand, and shouted in pain:

"Aunt save Ling'er, Ling'er doesn't want to die, Ling'er doesn't want to give birth to Aunt Ling'er... Ling'er wants to go back to Shuchuan. ”

Pan Lihua stepped forward to hold Fan Ling'er's little hand very lovingly, and said in a soft tone, as if treating a child:

"Ling'er, you are now on the verge of giving birth, if you don't want to give birth to a child, how can your aunt save you, Ling'er, do you know where you are now? This is the residence of Qifeng Palace Wan'er, if you go out now, your aunt will not be able to save your life. ”

Fan Ling'er's face changed suddenly when she heard this, Fan Wan'er... Fanwan'er... How could she be in the palace, how could she be in the Qifeng Palace, this, this, how should this be good.

Fan Wan'er and the eldest lady regard their mother and daughter as thorns in the flesh, if she falls into the hands of Fan Wan'er, wouldn't she have to explain here today.

"Auntie, Ling'er obeys her aunt in everything, and I hope that my aunt will protect Ling'er's life for the sake of being the heirs of the Fan family."

The gentle color on Fan Lihua's face was even more obvious, and before she could completely appease Fan Ling'er, she heard a coquettish voice and said:

"Fanling'er Bengong once said that if you dare to go out of the land of Shuchuan, Bengong will let you regret coming to this world."

Fan Ling'er shrank up, sat up suddenly, endured the pain and threw herself into Fan Lihua's arms, her body trembling.

"Auntie... Aunt... Sister Wan'er is going to kill Ling'er... Aunt save me. ”

The most unsightly thing about Fan Wan'er is Fan Ling'er's pretended weakness, this little slut is obviously vicious and ruthless, but he often pretends to be pitiful in front of the elders and those in power.

"Slut, this palace understands you today."

Pan Ling'er screamed in pain, grabbed Fan Lihua's sleeves with both hands, her face was pale, her cheeks were covered with cold sweat, and she gasped and said:

"Auntie... Ling'er... Ling'er is about to give birth. ”

Fan Wan'er was even more annoyed, this slut had a livelihood again, and immediately stabbed Fan Ling'er Gao Long in the abdomen with a soft sword.

Fan Lihua stood up suddenly, her sleeves agitated her breath, and the memory stood up like an ice blade towards Fan Wan'er's soft sword.

In a hurry, the soft sword in Fan Wan'er's hand fell into Fan Lihua's hand, and Fan Wan'er's eyes were unwilling.

"Aunt... Smack..."

Before Fan Wan'er could shout out her aunt, Fan Lihua quickly slapped Fan Wan'er.

"Presumptuous, Aunt Wan'er did not hesitate to marry from Shuchuan to Kyoto for you, now my aunt is the laughing stock of this Kyoto city, my aunt doesn't care, what my aunt cares about is that Fan Wan'er is a Fan clan, and what my aunt does is for you and for Fan's family."

Fan Wan'er had tears in her eyes, and she couldn't believe that her aunt, who treated her like a jewel, actually slapped her for Fan Ling'er's slut.

"Wow..."

A baby's cry made the two suddenly come back to their senses, and the midwife picked up the fetus tremblingly and knelt in front of Fan Lihua:

"Madame... Miss Ling'er... It's gone..., this... This child is a yin-yang person. ”

Pan Lihua snatched the baby, and when she saw that the baby was both a symbol of a woman and a symbol of a man, her complexion changed greatly, and her heart fluctuated greatly.

With a fierce face, he looked at Fan Ling'er, whose eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he was no longer breathing, and the short sword in his sleeve flew out of his sleeve with a thud and stabbed directly into Fan Ling'er's chest.

Fan Wan'er took two steps back, her aunt killed Fan Ling'er, and her aunt's expression just now was like a rakshasa.

Pan Lihua lifted the baby and wanted to fall to death, Fan Wan'er exclaimed, Pan Lihua pondered for a moment and dropped her raised arm.

Hold the baby to Fan Wan'er and say:

"This child was born to you, Prince Longhei."

Fan Wan'er's arm trembled a little, took the baby, and asked:

"Auntie... How can this child be presented to the saint, this is a shame for the heir. ”

An Yuanxiang couldn't bear it anymore, looked at Hou Hongwen, and said:

"Holy Lord, it has been three hours since this Wan'er sister was launched, and the silence in this hall is abnormal, and the concubines are afraid... The concubine is afraid of Sister Wan'er..."

Hou Hongwen was also suspicious, although none of his harem concubines gave birth to an heir, he knew the scene when a woman gave birth.

Luo Bingjing and Yan Xiang glanced at each other, if they had heard well just now, the cry of a baby came from the hall.

At this moment, the door of the temple was opened, and Fan Lihua was holding the baby in her hands, and her face was full of joy.

"Qiqi Sheng, Niangniang gave birth to a son, and the mother and child are safe."

Hou Hongwen took the baby, the indescribable mess in his heart, this child was his first heir, he should have been happy, but when he looked at An Yuanxiang and Luo Bingjing, the joy in his heart diluted a lot.

"I am very pleased, Wan'er gave birth to the emperor and celebrates with the whole world, General Jin Fengfan is the Marquis of Zhongshu, Wan'er and the East Empress are in charge of the six palaces together, and the eldest prince is called Prince Fengfan."

Pan Lihua looked excited, and knelt down towards Hou Hongwen with a pop.

"Thank you, Lord Ron."

An Yuanxiang's face was full of anger, and her eyes looked fiercely at the child in Hou Hongwen's arms.

Luo Bingjing and Yan Xiang and the other concubines knelt down and congratulated in unison, saying magnificently:

"Congratulations to the Holy Grace."

Only one person still sat in his place, never congratulated or moved.

This person is An Yuanxiang.

Hou Hongwen was very happy, and went towards the inner hall with his blessings.

An Yuanxiang snorted and got up and followed Hou Hongwen towards the inner hall.

Luo Bingjing, Yan Xiang and other concubines followed.

Fan Wan'er listened to the movement outside the hall just now, but her restless and panicked heart calmed down at the moment.

Fan Wan'er wanted to struggle to get up to greet Hou Hongwen, but when she saw Hou Hongwen holding Lin'er in her arms, she took two steps quickly, and stepped forward and said, ""

"Wan'er, you are my hero, you don't need to salute and lie down quickly."

Hou Hongwen's tone was doting, and Fan Wan'er's face was blushing, but when she saw the baby in Hou Hongwen's arms, her eyes changed a few times.

"The concubine is fine, the holy concubine bows to thank the saint for the gift, Wan'er is flattered and really dare not be."

Hou Hongwen handed the baby in his arms to the nurse who was waiting, and stepped forward to put Fan Wan'er, who was straightening up, slowly and gently placed it on the bed.

"Wan'er, what can't you afford for me to give birth to my eldest son."

Luo Bingjing's nose wrinkled slightly, although there was a faint smell of blood in this inner hall, but she sniffed carefully, there was no trace of blood in this bed.

Even if she changed her clothes just now, and Fan Wan'er just gave birth to an heir, how can this body be clean and how can there be no trace of blood.

And although Fan Wan'er's face was pale, it was obvious that there was a flush on Fan Wan'er's face just now.

Fan Wan'er's breath was steady, and she didn't want the woman who had just given birth to an heir.

Not only was Luo Bingjing so suspicious, but Yan Xiang was also slightly frowning, staring at Fan Wan'er thoughtfully.

An Yuanxiang put her hand on the palace people who served her on the side, and her subordinates tightened, but when she saw that the little palace people were trembling, her face was forbearing, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Holy Lord, my sister gave birth to the eldest prince, and her body is still weak and tight, so she should rest more."