The young and beautiful face and body are distorted and deformed by the pain of labor.

Several imperial doctors gathered around the bedside to discuss countermeasures. At this time, the emperor was coming from outside the door, and the imperial doctors hurriedly turned their heads and bowed to the emperor who walked in.

The emperor glanced at the beauty on the bed and raised his hand to signal the imperial doctors to get up.

"Ministers should do their best to ......"

"That's it, my beauty has her own gods, so go out."

The emperor stroked his gray beard, and his eyes never left the beauty on the bed, but there was neither love nor nervousness in his eyes.

It seemed that it was not his beauty who writhed in pain on the bed, but a small creature that wailed.

The imperial doctors looked at each other, and the white-haired imperial doctors led by them opened their mouths to say something, and when they saw that the emperor pressed down his hand, the meaning was already very clear.

Since the beauty production does not need to be in charge of the imperial doctor, it is also easy to enjoy. In the event of a difficult birth, it may cost its life, and the imperial doctors will bow and retire.

The emperor asked the palace eunuchs who were guarding the surroundings to retreat.

Only the emperor was left in the room, and when she saw the emperor through her squinted eyes, she was frightened and overpowered by the pain, and she didn't dare to shout again.

"The emperor wants to deliver the beauties in person?" Bai Xiangniang didn't believe it when she said this, and stared at the old emperor's next move.

Fu Duoxi knows that when he speaks in the invisible circle, outsiders can't hear him, but he doesn't say anything. Her eyes could clearly see the old emperor's every move, including the subtle expressions on his face.

This is the second time that the old emperor has been observed so closely.

Fu Duoxi swore after listening to the room that time, never to touch other people's sex again, and today he is standing here passively peeking and eavesdropping, and the beauty production is as embarrassing as the sex affair.

"The emperor's ......" is picturesque, his forehead and sideburns are full of sweat, his lips have been bitten white, he barely spit out two words, and he clenched his brows and pressed his stomach with his hands.

"Well, the time has not yet come, so bear with it for the time being."

The emperor took a few steps back, pulled over the stool next to the bed and sat down. The tips of his fingers pinched the Taoist meditation posture, and his expression was as calm as water.

"The emperor is a monk?"

"Yes, I have cultivated with the previous great master for five years, and the Taoist name is Xuanyuan Zhenjun." Fu Duoxi said casually.

The air is too suffocating, and the invisible can smell a faint smell of blood, which belongs to the blood of mothers alone.

"I really dare to seal it, Xuanyuan Zhenjun is not something that ordinary monks dare to take, at least he has to fly to become an immortal, and he will be sealed by God.

Although the emperor claimed to be the true dragon emperor, he was actually just a mortal......

The amniotic water has been broken for so long, don't drain it anymore, then it really can't be born......" Bai Xiang Niang has rich experience in production.

Ruhua can really endure it, shrinking into the brocade quilt without saying a word, and her eyelids don't move, as if she is asleep, and occasionally breathing rapidly, you can see that she is enduring great pain.

Fu Duoxi didn't dare to look at it, for fear that it would leave a shadow in his heart, so he took two steps back, and Bai Xiangniang filled in and continued to observe the beauty production.

The emperor closed his eyes and sat down, and he didn't know what time he was talking about.

Can only wait.

I don't know if Yan Jiu, Princess Changji, and Bai Xiang, who were outside the palace wall at this time, were in a hurry......

Fu Duoxi's heart is a little messy, if Bai Xiangniang grabs the picturesque child for a while, do you want to stop her.

"What is the Spirit Grass Immortal Fetus?"

Fu Duoxi wanted to hear about plants, but Bai Xiangniang said with certainty that it was a child with fairy roots. “

Fu Duoxi was speechless, and made up his mind that he would not let Bai Xiangniang kill innocent lives for a while. If it's a stillbirth, that's fine!

"Ah~"

The old emperor who was sitting cross-legged on the stool opened his eyes at the same time, walked to the side of the bed, leaned over to look at the picturesque, and asked in a deep voice:

"Scream, don't bear it, the louder you scream, the faster the dragon can come out."

With the emperor's permission, Rutu suddenly let out a painful moan.

Fu Duoxi's hearing is sharper than ordinary people, and the sound penetrates her ears, which is simply a combination of blades and tortures the nerves in the brain.

But I can't walk, I look like a picture rolling around, and the fetus may be born at any time.

"Aunt Bai, if it's a stillbirth, you can take it away, if it's a live ......"

"It can't be alive!"

Fu Duoxi looked at Bai Xiangniang in surprise, this is too sure. Bai Xiang Niang is determined to win, and she doesn't have to curse other people's children like this.

"No one can give birth to a Spirit Grass Immortal Fetus, unless it is a high-ranking female monk and her fellow Daoists."

Bai Xiangniang explained again, if she gives birth to a spirit grass fairy fetus and raises her, she will be the father and mother of the fairy. Daddy of the gods...... What monk wouldn't want to.

Fu Duoxi is a little incomprehensible about this, gods and immortals...... Isn't it different?

"Ahh

Suddenly her body seemed to be pulled by something and sat up, straight and straight, her eyes staring frighteningly.

The old emperor leaned over and lifted the brocade quilt, and then laughed.

"Oh my God!"

Seeing the squirming mass of green creatures on the bed, Fu Duoxi and Bai Xiangniang shouted at the same time.

"It's alive!" Bai Xiangniang was so excited that her hands trembled and stretched forward, but she didn't dare to step out of the invisible space.

Fu Duoxi was afraid that Bai Xiangniang would snatch the newborn by surprise, so he deliberately blocked in front of her.

"Duoxi, you still don't believe me...... How dare I go against you! ”

Bai Xiangniang watched the old emperor pick up the green creature on the bed, pulled up the dragon robe and wrapped it in his arms, and walked out quickly.

The picturesque body seemed to lose traction again, and suddenly leaned back and lay down upright.

The bed was full of dark green liquid, emitting a foul smell.

Is this sure that it is a spirit grass immortal fetus? If so, if the picture looks like a ghost, then the old emperor looks like a madman, how can he be called a fairy parent?

The palace people didn't know where to avoid it, Fu Duoxi looked at the picturesque red striped body, and reached out to pull the brocade quilt to cover.

But this is not good, the mother needs dry bedding and clothes, and she can't get cold. The humble hut was ventilated with wind and curtains swaying in the wind.

"Hey, let's go and have a look. I want to see what happened to the kid with the emperor? ”

Fu Duoxi also wants to see how the green creature clears out the human cubs, and it is still a villain of the chosen gods.

When I walked out of the door, I saw two palace maids with lanterns standing in the corner.

Fu Duoxi said to the palace people, "The beauty has given birth safely, go in and serve." Then he and Bai Xiangniang continued to hide and chased the emperor.

The two palace people only heard the sound and saw no human figure, and their hearts were a little timid, and they hesitated to enter the house......

Bai Xiangniang kept sniffing. The emperor held the spirit grass immortal fetus, leaving behind a fishy smell all the way, and it was easy to track.

"This way."

Fudoki pointed to the fork in the road on the right. The smell is getting weaker and weaker, and Bai Xiangniang is no longer sure of the direction.

The fork in the road was very narrow, and two people walked forward on their front and back feet.

Bai Xiangniang muttered, "How could the old emperor come to such a place, he should go back to the palace and ask the great eunuch to clean up the newborn child." ”

Fu Duoxi also thinks so, but there is no answer, but it is certain that he will not follow the wrong direction, even if the smell has faded and is about to disappear, it still continues to extend in this direction.