The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

Ming Yang has been soaking in the pool, and the child in his belly is getting more and more active, kicking his belly constantly.Because the water in the pool has the effect of repelling the cold, he can even feel a warm current flowing on his body.

"Mu Beimo, there is something in my body." Ming Yang's eyes were reddened by the warm pool water, and he felt something running around in his body, so he looked for Mu Beimo's protection in a panic.

"Don't be afraid, that's because the cold air in your body is coming out little by little." Mu Beimo hugged him tightly from behind, stretched out his hand to gently stroke Mingyang's belly, and kissed the fair neck in front of him.

"Us, how long have we been soaking?" Ming Yang's head was a little dizzy, and he turned to lean on Mu Beimo.

His face was already flushed from the soak, but the strange thing was that after soaking in this spring water, his skin didn't have wrinkles as usual after soaking in the water for a long time, but his skin became smoother and smoother.

"It's been a whole day. If you're tired, go to sleep, my dear." Mu Beimo lowered his head and kissed Ming Yang's hair, and said softly.

Ming Yang nodded, leaned on Mu Beimo and fell asleep again.

Three days and three nights passed quickly, and Ming Yang woke up from the heat, his whole body was hot, his face was flushed from the smoke, his red lips were so beautiful that he leaned against Mu Beimo subconsciously.

Soaking in the warm pool water, Mingyang felt that his place was a little hard to talk about. Mu Beimo behind him had been guarding him, and now he was resting with his eyes closed. Mingyang's face was burning hot, looking at Mu Beimo's sleeping face , he had an idea.

Mu Beimo woke up almost as soon as Ming Yang started to make small movements. He felt the soft person in his arms, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Shen Yu didn't lie to him. After all the coldness was eliminated...

An overlapping figure was projected on the cave wall, and the clear pool water slapped on the pool wall. The rootless red lotus bloomed beautifully, and a touch of red was extremely coquettish. With the fluctuating pool water slowly floating, there seemed to be a ghost in the cave. Birds, the sound is like joy, like pain.

When Ming Yang woke up, he had already returned to the room. Looking at the bed curtain above his head, some pictures unconsciously appeared in his mind, and his heart couldn't help beating.

He covered his face, the fetus in the womb seemed to realize that he had woken up, and was staring at his legs happily. There was a smile on the corner of Mingyang's mouth. He lay flat on his stomach and felt it through his belly. child's motivation.

Touching him, he seemed to notice something was wrong, because he felt that there were two bumps on his stomach, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to touch it. There was a bump at the bottom of the abdomen, and there was also a bump near the chest. .

His heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he is a pair of monsters in his arms? How could a child have two pairs of feet?

The more Ming Yang thought about it, the more frightened he became, he hurriedly lifted the quilt to look for Mu Beimo's figure, he didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and anxiously held his stomach and opened the door.

"Brother Beimo?" He called softly, his heart clenched little by little. Fortunately, he saw Mu Beimo as soon as he went out.

"Beimo, brother Beimo."

Mu Beimo was just called by Master, and when he came back, he saw such a scene. The soft and fragrant beauty was holding her belly, stepping barefoot on the wooden floor of the corridor, with red marks on the corners of her eyes, and round deer eyes full of Misty, the small mouth held back aggrievedly, and did not forget to call him in a low voice.

"Why did you run out?" Mu Beimo reached through his arm and lifted him up, quickly carried him into the room, and put him on his lap to coax him.

"Woooooo..." Ming Yang grabbed Mu Beimo's clothes helplessly, feeling frightened in his heart, how could he tell Mu Beimo that he was pregnant with a monster?

"What's the matter, why are you crying again?" Mu Beimo patiently wiped away Ming Yang's tears, and asked softly.

"Woo, stomach... monster... what, what to do..." Ming Yang grabbed Mu Beimo's clothes and said sobbingly, Mu Beimo listened for a while before he understood what he meant.

"Yang'er is saying that she is pregnant with a monster?"

Ming Yang cried and nodded, and suddenly hiccupped, looking as pitiful as he could be.

For a moment, Mu Beimo didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. He reached out and touched Ming Yang's stomach, feeling two forces.

"Fool, this is not a monster, these are twins." He took Mingyang's hand to touch his belly, and the person in his arms still resisted, but after hearing Mu Beimo's words, he gradually loosened his resistance.

"Tummy, are there two babies in the belly?" Ming Yang sobbed, and the crying gradually stopped, following Mu Beimo's hand to touch the baby in the belly.

"That's right." Mu Beimo curled his lips, lowered his head and kissed the person in his arms, "I only found out not long ago, because the cold in your body was too heavy before, and there was a baby who was not so lively, so I'm not sure either."

"Hey, then I'm going to have two babies soon." Ming Yang regained his composure, and suddenly smirked, rubbing his belly, and imagined the situation in the next month in his mind.

"Well, Yang'er is going to be a father soon." Mu Beimo laughed, and wiped the tears on his face with his hand.

"Scared me to death, hum." Ming Yang shrunk his nose, feeling stupid.

A month passed quickly, and Mingyang's stomach became heavier and heavier. One day, he was nestling in Mu Beimo's arms, knitting small clothes for the baby, and suddenly felt his stomach shrink twice, and he immediately lost it. With the things in his hand, his face quickly paled.

"Mu Beimo, I seem to be about to give birth." Ming Yang grabbed the cloth under his hand, his stomach contracted stronger and stronger, and Dou Da's cold sweat broke out sharply.

"Yang'er?" Mu Beimo quickly put down the book in his hand, and laid Ming Yang flat on the bed.

"Don't panic, I'll call Ziling over right away."

Han Ziling hastily mentioned that he wanted to come over, and there was also the imperial physician who followed from the palace. There was a moment of confusion in the house, and Mu Beimo was forcibly kicked out by Han Ziling.

When Shen Yu and Nie Weiping got the news, they rushed over immediately, and a strong smell of blood came from the house.

"Beimo, don't worry. After soaking in warm pool water, the baby will be born easily." Shen Yu patted Mu Beimo's shoulder and comforted him.

"Yeah." Mu Beimo nodded, his hands clenched into fists, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.

Nie Weiping also looked anxious. Basins of hot water were brought in. He summoned up his courage and offered to go in to help.

"No!" Mu Beimo and Shen Yu said in unison, Nie Weiping was stunned by the yelling, and his face paled quickly.

"Hey, the smell of blood is strong inside, stay outside." Shen Yu saw that something was wrong with him, and hurriedly reached out to hug him into his arms, coaxing him softly.

Nie Weiping's face was pale, and he fell down almost as soon as the baby in the room cried. Shen Yu quickly caught him.

"Wei Ping!" Shen Yu hurriedly picked him up, told Mu Beimo to let him see the child quickly, and carried him back to his room.

Han Ziling held the child in front of Ming Yang with trembling hands, looked at it, took a soft cloth and wiped off the vernix of the two children, and the baby's crying resounded throughout the mountainside.

"A dragon son, a little princess." Han Ziling's face was covered with sweat, and he carried the child to the side of the bed.

Ming Yang was a little tired, he didn't expect the baby to be born so soon, he raised his hand, and gently touched the two children.

The two were small, with red skin, some amniotic fluid still stained on their faces, and their dark eyes were bulging.

"It's ugly." Ming Yang smiled, and the strength on his body suddenly relaxed.

"Ziling, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while." Ming Yang's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally fell asleep directly.

When Mu Beimo came in, he didn't even care about his child, and bent down to give Ming Yang a kiss.

"Yang'er has worked hard."

"My lord, let the emperor sleep for a while, come here and hug the child." Han Ziling washed his hands, stretched out his hands to tease the two children who were wrapped in the quilt.

"Okay." Mu Beimo's hands were still trembling. He stroked Ming Yang's sweaty forehead before walking over to see his child.

The two little babies were wrapped in a small quilt, their skin was as thin as a cicada's wing, and a little red, their hair was still wet, tightly pressed against their scalps, their eyes looked around curiously, and they saw Mu Beimo Appearing in front of his eyes, he howled twice with a hoarse voice.

"Welcome to come, I am your father." Mu Beimo bowed his head and gave each of the two babies a kiss, gently touching their little cheeks.

When Yuan Xuan came back from a trip down the mountain, he found that all the disciples on the mountain ran out and in to prepare dinner, and the dinner was very rich. The wooden basin in the kitchen was piled with game from the mountain.

"Master, are you back?" A disciple gnawed on a pheasant leg and cried out happily when he saw Yuan Xuan.

"What are you celebrating? Are you still eating chicken legs?" Yuan Xuan asked with his hands behind his back.

"Master, you didn't know that you went down the mountain. Senior Brother Beimo has given birth to a pair of twins, twins."

"What? Yang'er gave birth?" Yuan Xuan stomped his feet angrily. Why did he go out to find his friends and ask for two longevity locks, and this gave birth?

He hurried to Mu Beimo's room, just in time to see them hugging and coaxing their children.

"Hurry up, let me take a look at the child!" Yuan Xuan smiled, and impatiently snatched the child from Mu Beimo's hand.

"Oh, it's so cute, is this brother or sister?"

"This is my sister." Mu Beimo smiled helplessly at Ming Yang who was on the bed.

"That's great, my dear, come on, give the old man a kiss." Before Yuan Xuan's mouth touched the child's face, there was a hand with distinct bones in front of him.

"It's really stingy." Yuan Xuan rolled his eyes, put down the child in his hand and hugged another one.

"How is Yang'er feeling today?" Yuan Xuan leaned over to the bed and asked.

"It's pretty good, the baby was born without feeling too big." Ming Yang smiled, his small face was a little pale.

"Normal, normal. My red lotus warm pool is not a joke. Even a man can be soaked into a fertile body, let alone having a child is so simple." Yuan Xuan listened to his chest proudly, and his gray beard moved up and down. moved.

Ming Yang was not so shocked by Yuan Xuan's words, he smiled and looked up at Mu Beimo.

"It's a well-deserved reputation. Shen Yu has made Nie Weiping's belly bigger." Mu Beimo said softly, holding the little princess in his arms with a calm expression.

"Hmph, of course." Yuan Xuan smiled triumphantly, looking like an old urchin.

Ming Yang and Mu Beimo laughed at the same time, even Han Ziling beside him couldn't hold back the smile, Yuan Xuan was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized, "You think Wei Ping has it too?"

They nodded in unison, and disappeared in the next second, only to hear Yuan Xuan yelling that he would kill two old hens every day, one for Ming Yang and one for Nie Weiping.

Laughter and laughter mixed with the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping resounded in Nanshan. It should have been a quiet place, but now it is full of laughter everywhere, and everyone's joy reaches the bottom of their hearts.

[The author has something to say: It's born, it's born, the comment area and the fan group collect the baby's name, bobo~]