Inferior Shaoqing swept away literary talents [Liang Zhutongren]

"Myna come out with me!"

Seeing that Huang Liangyu was in a daze, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was wet and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or sweat, and her pale lips were bitten by her, but it didn't seem to relieve the pain at all.

"Liangyu... Liangyu..."

"Come out with me, don't disturb them..."

The door of the room was closed from the outside with a bang, Xie Daoyun and the little maids hurriedly divided the work to hold Huang Liangyu steady.

"No, the baby's fetal position is not right, it seems to be a horizontal tire!" Xie Daoyun's face darkened, she firmly grasped Huang Liangyu's arm and comforted her softly, while the little girls beside her were sweating profusely don't know what to do.Fortunately, the hot water was delivered soon, and the girls who had tasks slowly regained their senses.Xie Daoyun carefully helped Huang Liangyu move the horizontal fetus smoothly, but such a small movement caused Huang Liangyu's heart-piercing pain, and the cry that had been low and hoarse became loud again.

"Crescent girl, hurry up!"

"Okay, okay!" Trembling forward, the new moon at this moment has lost the courage to dominate the battlefield before.

The warm air slowly spread into Huang Liangyu's body, and then quickly spread to the meridians and joints of the whole body.

At this time, three or two stable women came from different directions, dragged by the servants, and Zhu Yingqi pushed them into the delivery room before they had time to catch their breath.

"Ma'am, push hard... hard..." Wen Po's anxious voice came from the room, and Zhu Yingqi clawed at the crack of the door desperately shouting and screaming inside, and everyone couldn't help feeling sad.

"Liangyu, Liangyu, I'm sorry, it's all my fault... Liangyu, you have to persevere, we agreed to take our children to develop Yuyu Qionglou into the largest embroidery building, Liangyu..."

Seeing his son slumped down by the door, the second elder of Zhu's family couldn't help but also shed tears. Liang Shanbo hurriedly supported Zhu Yingqi to comfort him.

"Xiaoyu, don't be afraid!" Looking at the pale Shao Siyu, Ma Wencai hurriedly put his arms around her shoulders and murmured softly, "I'm here!"

"It hurts..." Huang Liangyu struggled uncontrollably with the severe pain in his abdomen, as if he wanted to break free from the endless pain, but he couldn't move at all.

"Sister-in-law Ba, you have to hold on!" Zhu Yingtai jumped on the spot anxiously, her pale face was not at all prettier than Huang Liangyu on the bed.

"The fetus is in the right position, feed her birth-inducing soup quickly." Wen Po looked at Huang Liangyu's situation, and quickly asked the maid beside her to pick up the medicine bowl, and quickly poured the birth-inducing soup.Or because of the effect of the birth-boosting soup, the fetal movement became more and more obvious. Seeing the squirming belly trembling more violently, several people got ready separately.

"Ma'am, the baby is coming out soon, you need to work harder... push harder..." The three midwives were also sweating profusely.

The more and more severe pain made Huang Liangyu unable to speak a complete sentence, she just shook her head blindly and was drenched in cold sweat.There was a sudden squirm, and she clearly felt the child in her stomach rushing downward, the violent squirm almost tore his body apart.But at this critical moment, Huang Liangyu no longer had the strength to struggle.She stared blankly at the tent above her head, gasping heavily, and her mind became more and more confused.

"No, madam's strength is exhausted!"

"Miss Xinyue!" Zhu Yingtai's eyes turned red, and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Stop screaming..." Unsteadily pinching Huang Liangyu's veins tightly, Xinyue raised her head and sighed palely, "I...my internal strength is almost...fast..."

Xie Daoyun frowned, and immediately recruited the maid to hug Huang Liangyu's head, while she got up resolutely and ran out the door.

"It's not good, the young lady is exhausted, and the inner energy of Xinyue girl is almost exhausted!"

"What, what should I do then?" When the people outside the house heard it, they were in a mess, and Zhu Yingqi pushed Xie Daoyun away desperately and rushed into the house.

"Liangyu!" Clinging tightly to Huang Liangyu, who was as angry as a silk, Zhu Yingqi kept blaming herself with tears streaming down her face, "Wen Po, save my lord! Save me, my lord!!"

"Don't... child... my child..."

"Liangyu, I can't live without you!"

The people outside the door could clearly hear the roaring inside, Shao Siyu anxiously wanted to rush in, but then thought of the cold poison in his body, which would be harmful to Huang Liangyu and the child, but not beneficial.In her anxiety, she glanced at an ebony harp not far away among the mess on the ground, and she gritted her teeth immediately.

"Let a dead horse be a living horse doctor!"

"Xiaoyu, what are you going to do?" Ma Wencai frowned, seeing her desperate expression, he couldn't help tightening his hand on her shoulder.

Shao Siyu didn't answer his question, but quickly broke Ma Wencai's hand and jumped over the railing of the corridor to turn over, carried the Xuanqin and sat at the door of the delivery room.The whole body of Xuanqin was black and shiny, but it was a pity that a string was broken during the turmoil just now.

"what are you going to do?"

Lightly raising her right hand, she pulled the broken string from left to right, and then quickly wound it twice around the end of the piano.The bare hands are raised lightly, and the white and slender fingers gently swipe across the tight strings like clouds and flowing water, and the clear and melodious piano sound pours out like a mountain stream.

"Eight magic sounds?"

Shao Siyu didn't answer, but just concentrated on the Xuanqin in front of him.The nimble fingers moved back and forth, a gust of breeze blew slightly, and Shao Siyu's loose hair fluttered around her ears with the breeze, but she continued to play her own performance as if she didn't realize it.

The sound of the piano is erratic and jumping, with a faint sadness that seems far and near, and suddenly makes people feel like they are in the distant sky outside the Great Wall, with infinite freedom and heroism.Clear and cold, ethereal and meandering, the people present inexplicably relieved the tension and anxiety in their hearts!It was clearly still the end of winter, but for some reason, Shao Siyu's forehead was slowly dripping with sweat.

"Does playing the Eight Jue of Magic Sound consume internal energy?"

"Nonsense, or do you think everyone can play the Eight Magic Sounds? This is the first time I've heard the sect master play it!"

The conversation of the people next to him frightened Ma Wencai. He wanted to stop her from continuing, but knowing Shao Siyu's character well, Ma Wencai could only stride forward and stand behind Shao Siyu, pulling off his sleeves and wiping it off for her in distress. Sweat profusely.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano is urgent, and the gurgling is like a waterfall splashing down from a high place, and the violent impact reverberates in the pool like a stormy sea.The sound waves that condensed a great deal of internal energy struck heavily into the heartstrings of those present, making people suddenly feel a sense of blood-boiling vitality.

"Xiaoyu...it's Xiaoyu who's back...is it..." Huang Liangyu's eyes that had almost lost their spirits suddenly lit up, she clutched Zhu Yingqi's sleeves and asked repeatedly panting, it seemed that it had come to an end But when his body seemed to hear that familiar voice, it regained its vitality and the courage to fight.

"Yes, Jiu Shao is back, and she is outside. Liangyu, we agreed, the child wants to worship Jiu Shao as a godmother, you must persevere!!" He nodded desperately with tears in his eyes, and the sound of the piano outside the door was still playing. Continue, "Jiu Shao is cheering for the child and you, Liangyu, you have to fight for it too!!"

"Xiaoyu..." The hands pinching the bed sheet slowly tightened, Huang Liangyu bit the corner of her lips and closed her eyes forcefully, holding her breath with all her strength, "Ah!!!"

"Put harder, harder, soon... see the end, Madam, work harder... it's born, it's born... it's born..."

"Wow!!!"

The high-pitched cries of the child and the surprised voice of Wen Po came from inside the door, and there was a crisp sound of 'Zheng', and the strings of the piano broke in response.

"Xiaoyu!" Holding the unsteady Shao Siyu firmly in his arms, Ma Wencai was so distressed that his voice trembled, "It's okay, it's okay..."

It's all right, it's finally over!