After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

When Qin Hesu was still in the palace, he had inadvertently checked the pulse of Death Ji, and found that he was actually a brother like Wei Chu and himself, so Wei Chu, who was in childbirth, was extremely sensitive to his various habits. Those who understand the death pole can stay in the bedroom and assist the palace doctors to do what they can.

As soon as Ge Wu saw Zhan Ji coming out of the dormitory holding a water basin, he hurriedly approached and asked worriedly, "Did you give birth?"

Wade Ji immediately looked at Ge Wu like a fool, and said contemptuously, "Do you have any brains? It's only half an hour since Xia Gongyi stepped into the palace just now. Who have you seen give birth so quickly?"

Ge Wuhan smiled and scratched the back of his neck, and took the basin from Zangji's hand: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm the one who is stupid, so I just ask stupid things."

Death Ji didn't have time to continue chatting with him about these things, he walked hurriedly towards the small dining hall in the bedroom.

"Are you going to get something? Can I help?" Ge Wu was always thinking about what to do for the future little master, even if he didn't have the job to do, he wanted to do his best to relieve the pain in the house The endless queen saves some trouble.

"You just pour out the water in the basin, and then fill it with hot water." Waji was very happy that someone helped him, and he was not polite to Gewu, "The palace doctor said, Ah Chu should eat some I will go to the small dining hall to pick some food for him."

Hot water was also installed in the small dining hall, so Ge ​​Wu followed Zang Ji all the way, and asked casually: "Your Majesty always has food for the queen in his sleeve, do you still need to go to the small dining hall to pick it?"

Thinking of what happened in the dormitory just now, Xingji replied with a smile: "They? It doesn't look like they are having a baby now, but rather like a troupe performing in the palace."

***

Inside the bedroom.

Wei Jing evenly spread the melon seeds in her palm on the table, and lowered her eyes to select the top-grade melon seeds in both color and size.

The serious and staid doctor Xia Gong had never seen this situation before, and he almost couldn't help laughing out loud. Realizing that he was in front of His Majesty at this time, this behavior was too disrespectful, so he immediately put on a straight face and returned to his seriousness just now. expression.

However, Wei Jing still looked disapproving, and directly pinched the melon seeds on her fingertips, with a "click", the thin and crisp shell cracked, revealing the round nuts inside, and fed it into Wei Chu's mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

Wei Jing gently rubbed off the thin skin covering the melon seeds, and sent them to Wei Chu's mouth one by one.

"It's delicious, I want to eat several in one bite."

Now when facing Wei Jing, Wei Chu can always keep his emotions in a relaxed state, without any need to deliberately pretend.

The melon seeds were fried well with spices, and the seeds were plump. Wei Chu's appetite was aroused by it, and even the pain in his stomach eased a lot.

Wei Jing finally heard him make a request to himself, how could he not agree.

"Okay, I'll peel some more, but if Chuchu walks to me from the cabinet, I'll let you eat a big handful at a time."

Wei Chu was already coaxed by the large string of gold bracelets just now to the point of being overwhelmed, but now he heard Wei Jing assure himself that as long as he walked a few steps, he could eat melon seeds without any effort. would not do so.

Yang Anru is a girl who has not yet left the court, so she cannot enter such a place casually, so only Princess Fuyang can enter the palace alone.

Therefore, when Princess Fuyang came in, she saw this scene.

Surrounded by a group of palace doctors, her good nephew is sitting shamelessly on a chair by the table, peeling melon seeds leisurely with his hands; while Chu Chu, who is about to give birth, is pitifully clutching her belly and slumping her shoulders Standing aside, looking expectantly at the food in Wei Jing's hand.

It's just too deceiving.

Seeing this, Princess Fuyang couldn't help but stepped forward and slapped Wei Jing on the back of the neck: "Little bastard, how can you be so troublesome?!"

"Aunt!" Wei Jing didn't hear the announcement, and was startled by the sudden appearance of her aunt, and shouted in pain on the spot, "It hurts!"

Wei Chu who was not far away was also stunned by the slap on the back of Wei Jing's neck by his aunt, and even the pain became much duller.

It took a long time to find my own voice: "Auntie, it's so late...you're still here."

"Stupid child, what are you talking about? If anyone doesn't come, Auntie can't help but come." Princess Fuyang walked forward distressedly, holding Wei Chu's trembling arm, "Chuchu, come, Auntie will help you walk , Ouch, my dear, what are you wearing on your arms...gold bracelets? Is this for childbirth or a talent show?"

Before the two of them took a step, Doctor Xia Gong's voice rang out.

"His Royal Highness, it is better to ask the Queen to use his own strength as much as possible, otherwise he will not be able to use the correct strength when giving birth later."

After peeling the melon seeds, Wei Jing put them in his palms, walked up to Wei Chu, fed them all into his mouth, and then said to Princess Fuyang: "Yes, auntie, let's listen to the palace doctor, after all, Chuchu's physique is special. some."

Princess Fuyang understood the difference between a woman and a brother, so she nodded, carefully let go of Wei Chu's hand, and said: "Chuchu, slow down, my aunt is behind you, don't be afraid."

Wei Chu happily chewed the melon seeds in his mouth, full of a confident sense of security in his heart.

Infected by the undisguised concern in her nephew's eyes, Princess Fuyang couldn't help but stand to one side, smiling and watching them slowly move forward one after the other.

Although she has also experienced childbirth, it was a long time ago after all. Even Yang Anru has already passed her age, so Princess Fuyang has more or less forgotten many things she did before she gave birth. What's more, what's more, at that time, Yang He was as careful and considerate as Yang He, and he didn't accompany her all the time like Wei Jing.

Thinking of the man who made her so sad, the smile on Princess Fuyang's face gradually faded, and she raised the corners of her mouth again when she saw Wei Chu's silly look of pain but satisfaction.

Wei Chu, who was fooled by Wei Jing in every possible way, firmly and slowly walked dozens of small circles around the desks and flower stands in the dormitory, and finally got the summer palace Doctor's rescue.

"It's almost done, please lie back on the bed, Your Majesty, we can start to prepare." Doctor Xia Gong saluted Wei Chu respectfully.

Wei Chu swallowed nervously, turned his head and looked at Wei Jing blankly, his eyes helpless: "...I... Ah Jing, I'm about to give birth?"

The action of lying back on the couch again made Wei Chu instantly recall the feeling when the labor pain suddenly broke out before, and his hands lost more and more strength.

"It's okay, Chuchu, bear with me a little longer, I'll be with you, if you hurt so much, hit me in the face."

Wei Jing leaned over to cover him with the quilt, and softly comforted the helpless Wei Chu on the couch.

Wei Chu tightly clutched the corner of the soft pillow beside the couch, his hands drenched in cold sweat soaked the thick cloth, and his thin fingers trembled. He obviously used a lot of force, but it still seemed like It's like not exerting any strength at all.

Wei Jing had already cried a lot, and directly wiped away the tears with the sleeve of her dragon robe, staring at Wei Chu who was almost unconscious on the couch with red eyes, without saying a word.

Xu Shi couldn't stand the pain anymore, Wei Chu scolded him angrily: "It's all because of you that I have to suffer... Well, this kind of suffering..."

Wei Jing's tears were crackling and her voice was hoarse, "It's all my fault, Chuchu, we'll just have this one, we won't do it again, it's all my fault, I'll always be with you..."

But before he finished speaking, he heard Xia Gong doctor's voice interrupting from the side: "Your Majesty, please leave the bedroom first."

"How can I do that? Chu Chu will be scared." Wei Jing grabbed Wei Chu's hand and half-kneeled on the low steps beside the bed, staring intently at the pale cheek pressed against the pillow.

Doctor Xia Gong looked at Wei Jing's trembling fingers, feeling a little embarrassed, gave a slight salute, and said softly: "Uh, Your Majesty, you...seem to be more...frightened than the queen, stay here , I'm afraid it's not a good choice."

It's almost like saying "I can't play well with you here".

Wei Jing: "...but, but I'm really worried..."

Wei Chu squeezed Wei Jing's palm with all his strength, and comforted him weakly: "...it's nothing, it will be fine in a while, Ah Jing."

"Let's go, Ah Jing, let's go out earlier, so that Chu Chu can get out of pain sooner." Princess Fuyang pulled Wei Jing up, wiped Wei Chu's sweat with a handkerchief, and then tilted her head to avoid her sight, falling out of distress shed tears.

Wei Jing followed her aunt and left the dormitory with one step and two turns.

The extra palace doctors in the house were also chased out by Xia Palace doctor, standing behind Wei Jing, all of them were as quiet as if they were not breathing, fearing that he would be unhappy, so they pulled out the handle from the waist of Mr. The epee cut off their heads.

It seems that after Wei Jing went out, he no longer had to worry about him worrying about himself, Wei Chu no longer suppressed, and cried out in a low voice: "...really, it hurts...I hurt..."

"Your Majesty, exert your strength, exert your strength." The doctor Xiagong's brow was as sweaty as Wei Chu's. Every time Wei Chu shouted, he was more worried, for fear that something might go wrong.

After halfway through Yinshi, the sky began to brighten.

Wei Jing was still standing in front of the window with his fists clenched tightly, looking inside through the tiny gap, tears blurred his vision over and over again, and he repeatedly rubbed them away with his rough fingertips in anger, and then continued to move towards the window. Looking inside the hall.

Suddenly, doctor Xia Gong's face turned pale, and Wei Chu on the bed suddenly became silent, and even the faint choking sobs could hardly be heard clearly.

Wei Jing's heartstrings tensed suddenly.

Before he could open his mouth, the Xia Palace doctor ran out from inside in a panic, and knelt directly on the ground: "Your Majesty, the queen's birth canal is too narrow|small, maybe, maybe she won't be able to give birth to an heir smoothly, If... if..."

He didn't dare to say those few words that might offend Longyan, so he simply skipped over and continued to ask: "At that time... Baoda, or..."

The current situation makes it too late for Wei Jing to think about his panic at this moment. He knows that Wei Chu's life is in his own hands. If he speaks slowly, Wei Chu may be separated from him, and he immediately shouted angrily Said: "What are you farting, of course it is Baoda! Baochuchu!"

"Yes, yes, I obey the order..." Doctor Xia Gong said, and was about to kneel down again.

Wei Jing was so anxious that he wished he could kick him into the room, and before kicking him into the air, he could persuade himself with the reason of "kick him to death, who will deliver the baby", and cursed urgently: "Don't knock!" Alright, it’s alright, don’t kneel anymore! Go in and help him give birth!”

Wei Jing wished he could rush in to help Wei Chusheng, but his remaining rationality made him stop, and he didn't want to trouble the palace doctor any more.

Physician Xia Gong's legs were so weak that he was supported by his apprentice who was crawling out, before he returned to the bedroom and closed the door again.

Princess Fuyang rested her forehead on the pillar under the porch, clasped her hands together, and chanted Buddhist scriptures over and over again, her voice was hoarse, and tears fell like rain.

Maoshi has just passed, and Chenshi has passed a moment.

The warm sunlight fell on Wei Jing's back, but it didn't make him feel the slightest bit of warmth.

Wei Chu's voice in the sleeping hall became weaker and weaker, as if life was slowly passing away.

Wei Jing could barely support the weight of his body, and his right hand tightly grasped the edge of the window lattice to prevent himself from falling down.

Suddenly, a loud cry that belonged to the baby cheered up all the people present. Wei Jing, who was sluggish, seemed to be re-given with a soul, and got a new life, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Hope was ignited in despair, and the expression on Wei Jing's face could not be said to be crying or laughing: "He was born?! How is Chu Chu?!"

Princess Fuyang walked quickly to the entrance of the hall, and asked anxiously: "Did you give birth?"

"It's born, it's born, congratulations, Your Majesty, you are a chubby little prince!"

Doctor Xia Gong skillfully took care of Wei Chu, who was breathing very slowly, and walked out holding the wrapped baby.

Wei Jing's face was stiff, and she looked back at Princess Fuyang, who was also relieved. After confirming that her aunt was also nodding to confirm that she had heard correctly, she stood silently in place for a long time before muttering to herself dully. Said: "He gave birth...it's all right...I'll go in and have a look at him..."

Wei Jing's footsteps were a little vain, and she looked a little out of her mind.

Wei Chu was still awake, his face pale: "A Jing...I'm so dizzy..."

But before he was exhausted and lost consciousness, Wei Jing fell to the ground one step ahead, closed his eyes and passed out.

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[Good night, my dears, I'm really tired today, woo woo, I really don't want to be so busy, and I'm sick again, woo woo, everyone must pay attention to your health, good night, good night, good night~]