Chapter 1185 Breakthrough Production
Ann?

Is that the brothel woman who imitated Princess Anning?
She didn't die?
Not only did he not die, but the child was still alive and about to give birth?

how can that be possible?
But counting the days, if the child is here, it is true that she will give birth soon.

She squeezed the letter paper into a tight ball, and called Ping'er to ask: "That day, did you personally see the county king pouring red flowers on that little bitch?"

Ping'er didn't know why the master suddenly asked this question, but she still answered truthfully: "Yes, the maidservant watched it with her own eyes, and the nurse next to Princess Fu even gave the woman a stomachache. The maidservant saw that she bled a lot. ..."

As much as your own master.

Under normal circumstances, that child would definitely be lost.

Hong Ling continued to ask: "That is to say, you haven't confirmed that the child is really gone, have you?"

Ping'er quickly knelt down and confessed: "This servant deserves to die. At that time, this servant was focused on her master. Seeing her bleeding so much, drinking saffron and being dragged into the woodshed, I thought..."

After that, the nanny on Princess Fu's side said that An An had been sold far away.

Who would pay attention to this dusty person!

Hong Ling looked at the crumpled ball of paper in her hand, her eyes became gloomy.

Whether it's true or not, she's going to make this trip.

But this time, she won't be as rash as last time, she wants to bring more people!

After Hong Ling returned to her mother's house, Prince Qing's life finally calmed down, and he no longer had to worry about it all day long.

In the past six months, Princess Fu also wanted to arrange a few more women for King Qing, but they were all rejected by King Qing. Now he has shadows on women, and he is really not interested.

Not only that, but his health also went up and down from time to time, and the government doctor advised him to exercise restraint in this regard.

His body was overused by An An before, it is best to take good care of him.

After hearing this, Princess Fu put out such thoughts.

The days passed quickly, and at the end of June, Princess Fu told King Qing County about An An's child.

She didn't want to say it at first, but An An was about to give birth, and her mood was very unstable. She said that she must see King Qing, otherwise she would rather suffocate to death than give birth to this child.

Princess Fu has asked two famous doctors to have a look. She is pregnant with a boy.

That is, the first son of Prince Qing, how important Princess Fu dared not neglect.

So I can only tell the truth about this matter.

King Qing was stunned: "She, she has become like that, and the child was saved?"

Princess Fu said with emotion: "How else can I say this, this is a blessed child!"

At this point, she can only tell all the facts.

In addition to Hong Ling, I am afraid that it will be difficult to conceive in the future, and the king of Qing County himself will also have a very difficult journey to have a child.

Because of this, An An's son is extremely important and cannot be lost.

After Princess Fu finished her analysis, she talked about her plan.

"After this child is born, he will be separated from that An An. Naturally, such a girl cannot raise your eldest son. The mother will find someone else to raise her."

"In another one or two years, Hong Ling should gradually understand and accept the fact that Hong Ling will not be able to conceive, and then she will find a suitable opportunity to bring this child back!"

King Qing frowned: "With Hong Ling's temperament, I'm afraid it's not so easy to accept!"

"I know this too, let's not tell her that this is your bloodline! Find a master to do it, and just say that this child is destined for her, and she will accept it!"

Prince Qing pursed his lips.

This is indeed a solution, but if Hong Ling finds out in the future, she still doesn't know what to do.

Now, thinking about her temper, he gets goosebumps all over his body.

Princess Fu patted her chest: "Don't worry about it, if something really happens, it will be blamed on your mother, you just pretend you never knew about it!"

"After all, this is your child. Since he survived so tenaciously, can we send him away again?"

Princess Fu sighed deeply, "We made mistakes at the beginning, since God gave us a chance to make up for it, we should cherish it!"

Prince Qing also felt guilty about the child in An'an's stomach.

Now that Princess Fu said this, her heart softened, and she agreed to go to Biezhuang to meet An An and stay with her until she gave birth.

Anyway, there was no news from Hong Ling that he was coming back, so it didn't matter if he went to Bie Zhuang for a few days.

The carriage and luggage had been prepared long ago, and King Qing set off that day.

The weather at the end of June was sweltering, and the wind pouring into the carriage while the carriage was moving was scorching hot, blowing on people's faces, burning hot, and making people's hearts become impetuous.

For some reason, Prince Qing was a little uneasy.

There is always an ominous premonition.

He asked the accompanying Princess Fu's mother: "This matter, should it reach Hong Ling's side?"

The nanny replied confidently: "Your Highness, don't worry, there are no more than five people in our family who know about this matter, all of whom are trusted by the princess and will not spread the word!"

"Princess Fu has already told the people in Yecheng that once Hong Ling intends to return to Qinghe, she will send someone to notify us immediately!"

Having said that, Prince Qing felt relieved.

It was also a coincidence that just as he arrived on his forefoot and had less than a cup of tea to rest, An An started.

I haven't seen her for a few months. Because of eating well and not exercising, An An has gained a lot of weight. She has long lost her original charm, and even less the look of Princess An Ning.

Just a normal pregnant woman.

The traits that made King Qing's heart flutter back then seem to have disappeared now.

An An was crying and crying, while begging King Qing to allow her to keep the child by her side.

This is absolutely impossible.

But the nanny next to Princess Fu kept giving him winks, and finally King Qing nodded in agreement.

An An smiled weakly, holding King Qing with sweaty hands, and affectionate eyes: "I knew, Qing Lang, you still have me in your heart!"

King Qing understood her hard work in childbirth, and did not deny it, allowing her to hold it harder and harder.

For a woman to give birth to a child is like going through hell, especially the first child, which is extremely dangerous.

An An has been yelling for a day and a night, and her whole body is exhausted, and the mouth of the palace is finally opened.

Everyone in the delivery room was exhausted, the midwife finally saw hope after a long day, she reached in and touched it, and said excitedly: "Great, great, I finally touched the baby's head! "

"Miss An'an, work harder, based on the old slave's many years of experience in delivering babies, this must be a big fat boy, work hard, work hard!"

King Qing also cheered up and encouraged: "An'an, the child is coming out soon, use more strength!"

"Qinglang, you, do you still like me now?"

King Qing comforted her: "Of course, of course I like you, and I also like our children very much!"

As soon as he said those words, the door of the delivery room creaked and was pushed open, and a red dress and dusty red silk walked in with no expression on his face!

(End of this chapter)

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