I have a special skill for dismantling CP

As soon as Jiu Sheng's body went limp, he wanted to fall to the ground.

Thanks to Ying Zheng's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he caught him in time.

Regardless of the wounds on his body, Ying Zheng immediately picked up Jiu Sheng who was unconscious by the waist, and said in a loud voice: "Call all the imperial physicians here immediately!"

Zhao Gao immediately took orders and left.

Ying Zheng hurried to the apse with Jiu Sheng in his arms, and put him on the bed.

I saw that his face was pale, there was no trace of blood on his lips, blood was still bleeding from his lower body, and in a short while, most of the bed was wet with blood.

Ying Zheng felt himself trembling.

He tightly held Jiu Sheng's hand hanging by the bed, staring at Jiu Sheng's face dripping with cold sweat, unable to say a word.

Jiu Sheng woke up suddenly, and murmured, "It hurts...it hurts..."

Ying Zheng caressed his face, and he heard himself say in a trembling voice, "Hey, bear with it, and it won't hurt in a while."

"Ying Zheng..." Jiu Sheng turned his head to look at him, a tear dripped from the corner of his eye, and hit his hand, "Why? Why... did you do this to me? I hate you, I hate you so much, but, I I hate...myself even more. I clearly...obviously hate you so much, but...can't bear to kill you. Ying Zheng, please kill me, please, kill me, I don't want...don't want to do this again Painful... I'm alive, I don't want to suffer like this anymore, please, kill me, kill me..."

Ying Zheng kissed his cold lips, and said harshly, "The widow will not let you die, absolutely not."

At this time, Zhao Gao arrived with a group of imperial physicians.

Seeing Jiu Sheng's description, all the imperial physicians were terrified.

Ying Zheng stood up, gave up the seat next to Jiu Sheng, and said coldly: "It doesn't matter to the children, if something happens to the adults, none of you can get out alive."

All the imperial physicians should be panicked, they hurried forward to check, and after a while, they said: "My lord, this is a sign of premature birth, but... but I have never delivered a man's birth, so I really don't know what to do... "

Ying Zheng was about to get angry when Ting Zhu hurried in from the outside and said, "Your Majesty, the envoy of the State of Wei said that he knows how to deliver a man."

Ying Zheng immediately said, "Please!"

Not long after, an envoy from the State of Wei arrived, and Ying Zheng said, "Mr. Longyang, do you really know how to deliver a man?"

The envoy of Wei State who was called Lord Longyang said: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Jiu Sheng's life was at stake, and Ying Zheng didn't have time to delve into why he understood, so he just said, "Then let's begin."

Lord Longyang didn't delay, and said directly: "I need a sharp short knife, a basin of hot water, and a pair of needles and threads."

Ying Zheng immediately said, "Get ready!"

Long Yangjun continued: "I still need you all to go out, there can only be me and that young master in this room."

"No!" Ying Zheng rebuffed straight away, "The widow must be by his side."

"If there is a third person in this room, it is absolutely impossible for me to help him deliver the baby." Jun Longyang did not back down, and said: "It is useless for the king to guard here, not to mention that the king was also seriously injured. , it’s better to let these imperial physicians bandage the king.”

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, then said in a cold voice, "If he dies in your hands, I will conquer the Kingdom of Wei and slaughter all the royal family of Wei."

Lord Longyang smiled slightly, and said: "I believe that the king has such strength."

Ying Zheng took one last look at Jiu Sheng who was unconscious on the bed, turned around and left, followed by everyone.

Long Yangjun came to the bed and sat down, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on Jiusheng's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Guanlan, my child, why did you end up living in Qin Palace?"

Jiu Sheng opened his eyes, but was unable to close them, and could only cry out in pain.

Longyang Jun caressed his face, and comforted him in a warm voice: "Don't be afraid, I will save you, and you will be fine."

As soon as the words fell, Luzhi and Tingzhu came in holding all the things Longyang Jun needed.

They put the things on the bedside, looked at Jiusheng a few more times, and then backed out again.

Seeing them coming out, Zhao Gao hurriedly asked, "How's the situation inside?"

The two looked at each other, and Lu Zhi said: "Young master's face is terribly pale, this servant is not very good."

Zhao Gao turned back to look at Ying Zheng, only to see that his robe was half off, his eyes were closed, and he was being ordered by the imperial physician to bandage his wound.

No one dared to speak out.

The whole palace fell into deathly silence.

After a long time, a shrill cry tore through the heavy silence.

Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the swaying bead curtain.

The shout came from there.

Then, there was another sound.

Another sound.

One sound is more miserable than the other, and more painful than the one.

Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly, every inch of his body was tense, resisting the urge to break in.

The imperial doctor Ling who was bandaging his wound wanted him to relax, but he glanced at Ying Zheng's face at the moment and said nothing.

Suddenly, amidst screams of pain, there was a loud cry of a baby.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, with a little joy on their faces, and looked expectantly at the bead curtain.

However, no one came out from there.

The baby cried unceasingly, but the shrill cry sounded again.

How is this going?

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

At this time, the imperial physician ordered to bandage Ying Zheng's wound, and Zhao Gao hurried forward to arrange his robe for Ying Zheng.

The imperial doctor ordered: "The young master is eight months pregnant, but his belly is unusually big. Now it seems that he may be pregnant with twins."

As soon as the words fell, another cry came from inside, but it was much weaker than the previous one.

However, Lord Longyang still did not come out.

Jiu Sheng's cry has gradually weakened, covered by the baby's crying, and it is almost inaudible.

Ying Zheng's underwear was drenched with sweat.

He sat there calmly, his face was as cold as ice, and he looked no different from usual.

But only he himself knew that he was trembling non-stop.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that Jiusheng would die.

He had never been so afraid in his life.

His heart curled up in fear, like a coward.

The baby's cries kept ringing, disturbing him.

He only cares about one question: whether Jiusheng is still alive.

He only needs nine to live, and he doesn't care about the rest.

He already has many children, not to mention, he doesn't like children at all.

The reason why he has expectations for this child is only because this child was conceived by Jiusheng.

If this child killed Jiu Sheng, he would strangle him with his own hands.

Other than crying, Jiusheng was completely silent.

Ying Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, stood up abruptly, and walked quickly into the room.

Just at this time, Lord Longyang opened the bead curtain and came out, his body was covered with blood.

Ying Zheng used all his strength to keep his voice from trembling, "What about him?"

Long Yangjun said with a weary smile: "Congratulations, your lord, five new sons have been added."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

Five sons? !

God, did you hear me right?This...how is this possible?

Ying Zheng didn't seem to hear it, and said coldly, "What about him?"

Longyang Jun suppressed his smile, was silent for a moment, and said, "He's still alive."