Chapter 312 The Queen's Favorite Husband (39)

   Shi You gritted her teeth in pain, but her eyes were bright. Su Xian carefully placed her on the couch in the delivery room.

  The midwife urged him to leave quickly, Su Xian's face was stern, the air pressure all over his body was uncertain.

   When Shiyou lay down, he could just see his hands clenched into fists, and seeing his nervousness at the moment, he comforted: "Don't worry, I will be fine, and mother and child will be safe."

  The imperial doctor has said that her baby is very well raised, she was very obedient when she was pregnant, she never ran around, and insisted on walking around the garden every day, no matter what happened.

   When Shiyou thought about it, she smiled more and more at Su Xian and rolled her eyes.

   Although Shiyou always smiled and said she was fine, Su Xian saw from her increasingly tired and pale face that she was just trying to be brave and didn't want him to worry.

   He reached out and touched her bulging belly, probably feeling that he was about to descend into the world, and the little guy in his belly was so excited that he even kicked him in the palm of his hand.

   In such an instant, he woke up and Su Xian took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I'll be waiting outside for His Highness."

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   "After entering from His Royal Highness, Su Zhengjun's hand was tightly clenched and never loosened."

  The palace maids were guarding outside, and they couldn't help talking together in twos and threes.

  Linglong also followed the gaze of the palace maid.

  Su Xian clenched his fists so hard that the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.

  Su Xian's brows furrowed, his face undisguised with irritability, and he couldn't stop asking: "Why isn't it okay?"

   Linglong explained: "Su Zhengjun, don't worry, it's just been less than half an hour."

  It takes a long time for a woman to give birth, and it is not uncommon to have one day and one night.

  Su Xian naturally knew this, but when he thought that the person inside would be in pain for so long, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

  About half the time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall. Everyone looked up and saw the palace maid supporting the queen and rushing there.

  The queen knew that Shiyou was about to give birth in the past few days, and paid special attention to the news of Changle Palace. Now the news of Shiyou's production came as soon as it came.

   "How is the emperor?"

   "Your Majesty, it has been half an hour since Your Highness entered." Linglong replied.

  The queen instructed the maid next to her: "Go to my warehouse to get that thousand-year-old ginseng, so be prepared."

   "Yes, Your Majesty."

  The inside of this room is like a battlefield, and the outside of this room is even more so that people don’t dare to relax.

  When it was almost dawn, the midwife's surprise shout came from the delivery room: "It's born, it's born!"

   followed by the cry of a child.

   Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After a long while, the door of the delivery room opened, and the midwife came out with the child in her arms, with a smile on her face to announce the good news: "His Royal Highness has given birth to a little prince!"

  Su Xian didn't even look at the child, and walked quickly into the back room.

   After giving birth to a child, Shiyou was lying on the bed, exhausted and breathless.

   Shiyou has been in pain for a long time. Having a baby is a must for most women, but only those who have experienced it will know how painful it is.

   By the end, Shiyou's thoughts were lost.

   She remembered being carried to the delivery room in the middle of the night, and now, it seemed that it was almost dawn outside.

  Shiyou raised her eyes and saw Su Xian entering the door, and acted like a spoiled child at him: "Su Xian, I'm so tired, I'm so tired to have a baby..."

   "I'm out of strength..."

   "My body is also sticky, but it's uncomfortable..."

   She was wet with sweat, a few strands of blue silk stuck to her cheeks, and her lips turned white.

  Su Xian raised his hand and held her tightly in his arms, trembling slightly, and answered with a low voice in his throat: "His Royal Highness."

   Shiyou's eyes were red, and she said with a trembling voice: "Su Xian, our child is so good, so ugly... I think it's a bit different..."

   The weak voice was full of bewilderment.

   looks different from when Little Xingxing was born.

   Shiyou forgot that at this moment she was a mortal fetus, which was very different from her physique in the realm of self-cultivation, and the child she gave birth was naturally the same as a fetus in the mortal world.

   (end of this chapter)