The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 566

Empress Xiqin gave birth and suffered from pain from the last night of October to midnight on the first day of November.

Different from Yan Ran's helplessness when he gave birth prematurely, the entire Qingxin Palace was guarded by serious illness, and the defense in the palace was stricter than ever, leaving no flaws.

When Bailijing's water broke, the most experienced women were standing by her side, the most trustworthy imperial physician was waiting outside the palace to be summoned at any time, and even the King of Medicine of Beijun was in charge, who refused to let her go out no matter what. A hint of accident.

But even with such foolproof preparations, everyone could see that the emperor was so anxious that he accidentally knocked over the medicine cup, and the palace people rushed to get over it.

Gui Jiu was worried for a long time at the side, and calmly comforted: "Your Majesty, although it has just passed October, your majesty's body still needs to be recuperated. These days, your majesty is exhausted, and the empress is all dependent on your majesty. I hope you will take care of the dragon." Body, don't fall down."

The emperor lightly clenched his hands into a fist, and he did not respond to Gui Jiu. The worry in his eyes was even beyond Gui Jiu's grasp. This worry was even more important than his life.He naturally cherishes his life, and naturally he cannot fall down, but the big lie he told is about to be exposed, how can he remain calm?
"How is your majesty?" He raised his head and asked the waiter.

The servant went into the side hall to have a look, and replied: "The fetal water has broken, but Mrs. Wen said that the empress is the first child, and I am afraid it will take some work. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the empress will be fine."

After waiting for another half an hour, the servant went in and looked at it no less than thirty times, and returned carefully every time. The imperial doctor was also panicked by the situation, and only hoped that the fetus would land sooner.

"How long will it take?" The more Jun Zhi waited, the more hesitant he became, and he was even more flustered when he couldn't see her. He entered the side hall regardless of anyone's obstruction.

A group of imperial physicians outside the side hall were waiting to be summoned, and the palace servants came out, and the basins were filled with blood-stained filth.

Seeing the blood, Jun Zhi felt even more tense. His wife used to be afraid of blood and would faint when she saw it. Now that the blood is all from her, how can he not panic?

"I'll go in and have a look." Jun Zhi seemed to be telling himself to give himself courage, and he insisted on going in despite anyone's dissuasion.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, no!"

There is no reason for a man to enter the delivery room, and the emperor's body should not go to that filthy and bloody place at will. The imperial doctor and others are calling behind him. They only say that the emperor misses the queen and also cares about the first prince. The heart of being a father for the first time is really unbearable. I can't help but have to.

When Junzhi entered, Mrs. Wen panicked, but she didn't dare to be distracted and saluted, she just advised Bailijing: "Your Majesty, work hard, work hard... Hurry up..."

In the bloody childbirth scene, his wife was being served by many people, lying pale on the dragon couch.Pregnant in October, she is much rounder than when she was a daughter in the past, but the pain of giving birth seems to be worse than the drug addiction in the past, her face and neck are covered with sweat, and the palace servant carefully wipes her with a veil go.

Rao has seen many scenes of killing and decisiveness, but this scene of giving birth is the only one I have seen in my life. Jun Zhili stood in place for a moment, and then hurried forward to see his wife.

"Your Majesty, talk to your majesty, and don't let your majesty fall asleep... Your majesty, the child will come out soon, use more strength... he must be a very beautiful prince!" Wen Po was also sweating, and taught Baili Jing how to exert force and how to breathe.

The pain of childbirth is the ultimate of all pains in the world. Even Baili Jing, who has gone through life and death, can't bear it any longer. She even groaned weakly. When she turned her head and saw Jun Zhi, she looked at him mournfully.

When Jun Zhi was caught by her eyes, Shanhe's face was full of love and pain, and the palace servant who was holding the queen's hand hurriedly stepped aside and handed it to the emperor.

"Jing'er, bear with it, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, bear with it..." Jun Zhi held her hand, kissed her eyes, his voice was hoarse than usual.

Bai Lijing closed her eyes, pulled Jun Zhi's palm and the back of his hand with blood when she pulled hard, then moaned and threw his hand away, and grabbed the soft pillow with all her strength, twisting and deforming the soft pillow and fingers.

"Jing'er, let me be with you in the pain, let me be with you..." Jun Zhi understood her thoughts, at this juncture, she still remembered his blood loss.

"Ah... um..." Baili Jing shook her head and shouted forcefully.As a mother, she never felt that the pain of her childbirth should be borne by the child's father. This child is hers and is too important to her. She is willing to endure all the pain for the child.

From a young girl to a mother, she lost her slender body and beautiful face, and turned into this half-dead, half-dead, half-dead person, and she has never regretted it.

Her children, her flesh and blood, everything about her!
"Your Majesty, your head is coming out, try harder, harder!" Wen Po was overjoyed and shouted, "My Lady, try harder!"

After Jun Zhi heard the shout of joy, he hurriedly stood up, Baili Jing's expression became more and more determined, enduring the bone-piercing pain, less leaning, and with the help of Wen Po and others, she was finally relieved, her flesh and blood and her Separation, came to this world.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, congratulations, you are a little prince!" Mrs. Wen picked up the child, and everyone was busy cutting the umbilical cord, carrying basins of water, and everyone's faces were filled with joy.

Bailijing lay there exhausted, her whole body drenched in sweat, when she heard what Wen Po said, she reached out and grabbed Jun Zhi's hand: "Son, let me see..."

Jun Zhi was already frozen and unable to move, his body had been unsteady since Wen Po said "the head has come out" just now, his hands were cold, even his wife pulled him, but he didn't respond.

Because he had been staring at the child in Granny Wen's arms, the blood on the child's body was wiped clean, and he watched Granny Wen's face change from joy to fright to fear, and finally knelt down: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the little prince is covered in bruises, There is no cry, nor... and no breath..."

The imperial physicians outside and even the North County Medicine King were all on guard. Since the queen was pregnant, as a doctor, he knew early on that something would happen. Even his father knew early on that his child was in danger, and the queen on Dulong's couch didn't know.

What a cruel father.He traded his children for his wife to live eight months longer, but he put her in such a situation again.

The emperor used to hide his emotions and anger, and even when the former emperor passed away, the emperor never shed tears and grief. This kind of hard-heartedness was also criticized by others, which fulfilled his reputation of being cold-blooded.

But this time, he was so choked up that he couldn't even use his internal strength to speak out, and his hand stiffly returned to hold Bailijing's trembling hand.

It was too late, Bai Lijing heard what Wen Po said, and she wanted to get up from the dragon bed regardless of her newly delivered body: "What are you talking about! My child! Give me the child!"

Jun Zhi was short, hugged her, and said to Wen Po: "Damn you bastard! The child is fine, go and ask the genius doctor to come and see!"

Bailijing thought of the horrible dream, of Yan Ran in the dream, of the blood stains from the gut, this strange place, this place full of strangers, she is a weak mother who just gave birth, who can she ask to protect her child?Who can she trust?

Thousands of trusts over the past few months have all collapsed at the moment of the child's accident.

Bailijing refused to let Jun Zhi hold him, she grabbed his skirt fiercely, completely forgetting that he is the king of a country, she was just panicked, and even begged with madness: "Please, please go and see my Baby, let me see! Please! Don't let them take the baby away!"

At this time, the North County Medicine King had heard the summons to enter the palace, and the palace staff had already put down the veil. The North County Medicine King could only see Jun Zhi sitting beside the dragon couch, and the weak Bailijing was tearing at Jun Zhi with a messy face and sweat. Hold the placket.

Wen Po tremblingly carried the bruised child to Beijun Medicine King.

When Beijun Yaowang saw the frantic and frightened Bailijing, it was like seeing Yan Ran back then.At the moment of giving birth, time went back to 18 years ago. Yan Ran, who was helpless at that time, must have been more desperate than her daughter.

Holding the lifeless baby in his arms, Beijun Yao Wang met Jun Zhi's flustered eyes.

The young emperor ascended to the throne at sixteen, he was famous all over the world before he was weak, and the Western Qin Dynasty shocked the Kyushu four directions before he came to power, so that everyone forgot that he was only 26 years old.

He is also just a new husband and father, bearing the pain of losing his wife and child, without saying a word, hugging his wife, relying on the elder doctor, his whole life is betting on this child.

The lonely monarch, the poor young father, Beijun Yaowang only felt a little compassion at this point, he did not take the child out of the palace, but walked towards Bailijing, his hands moved, and he said: : "Don't be afraid, the baby is fine. The baby was covered in bruises during delivery and just held his breath. After the old man pushes and warms his body, he will definitely get better."

He said, doing what he called diagnosis and treatment massage in front of Bailijing. Bailijing was in Junzhi's arms, watching his movements without blinking. She didn't dare to move or breathe. Don't say anything, bit your lips tightly.

After about a quarter of an hour, everyone in the hall did not dare to vent their anger. Baili Jing was too weak to hold on. Jun Zhi put his arms around her shoulders and let her lean into his arms.

"Ah wow..." The child suddenly let out an indistinct cry, and the little blue hands and feet trembled and moved.

The crying sound was hoarse, and her little hands and feet struggled so painfully that Bailijing broke down and cried. She looked up at Junzhi and found that his eyes were red too. He was worried, but he couldn't cry and just patted her back comfort.

"Child..." Baili Jing stretched out her hand.

Beijun Yaowang fully understood her thoughts, he still rubbed the child's limbs, and sent him to Bailijing's arms.

Bai Lijing took the child and stared at everything about him without blinking. This beloved who had just been separated from her flesh and blood, although he couldn't open his eyes and couldn't speak, he just cried, but the cry was more beautiful than all the sounds in the world.

His hands, his body temperature...

Bai Lijing suddenly wrapped the child tightly. In such a cold day, she was worried that he would be cold.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's body is weak. You have to keep warm from the cold and change into dry clothes, otherwise you will suffer from the root cause of the disease." Beijun Yaowang said.

"Yes, empress. Your highness is well, and empress is also very important." Wen Po came back from the ghost gate, her voice trembling.

How could Bailijing trust the child to others, but now she couldn't protect herself, for the sake of the child, she had to let go.

She didn't pay attention to others, just looked at Jun Zhi, she only believed in Jun Zhi: "You will take care of him, right? You are a good father."

Jun Zhi touched her face, looked into her trusting yet uncertain eyes, and replied, "Of course."

He opened his arms and tried to hold a child, but he had never held a baby before. The first baby he held was his son, and he held him carefully in his arms, so awkwardly.

He listened to his crying, and instinctively lowered his head and shook his body to coax him. The child's hand was too small, too small, and weakly grasped one of his fingers lightly.

Oh, God, Buddha, this is his son, his and her blood, the little person he has to love in this world, weak and weak, but heavier than thousands of living beings.

Jun Zhi suddenly noticed that his eyes were very dry, and when he turned his head to look at his wife, his wife's eyes had turned from panic to softness, and she was watching him quietly and dependently.

"Jun Qing." Baili Jing laughed, her voice low as if whispering, "His name."

Give everything I have and the prosperity of the world, you are my inseparable love in this life.

(End of this chapter)