Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 399 The little one is born (2)
The only weird thing is Lightning, every time Wenpo yells "Strength", Lightning will "Aw"...

"Your Majesty, use your strength! Use your strength!"

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Lightning trembled and trembled, staring round eyes, and the screaming hen crowed, as if he was the one who gave birth!
"Your Majesty! Use more force, more force!"

"Aw...uh!"

The door of the wing room suddenly opened, and a piece of white mouth-biting cloth flew out with a "swoosh", as if it had eyes, and hit Lightning's wide-open mouth, instantly blocking his ghostly screams.

Walking through Yang with a hundred steps, without fail!
Everyone was finally relieved, they only looked at this strength, this speed, this accuracy...

Definitely the little princess!

Lightning desperately tore out the cloth stuffed in his mouth, saw the disgusted eyes shot by everyone, and squatted pitifully to the corner to draw circles.

Zhan Beilie's hawk eyes lit up, and he quickly ran to the door of the wing room. Just as he was about to look in, a steady lady rushed out and stood at the door with her hips akimbo, yelling: "The emperor hasn't called yet, call me, call your sister!" !"

Follow up, bang!

The door was closed tightly.

Zhan Beilie blinked, looked at the closed door again, lowered his head weakly, swayed to the edge of the lightning, and squatted like a dog.

Carrying a snail's shell on its back, time moves slowly...

Gradually the crescent moon faded, and a round of red sun broke through the gray sky, emitting a bright light.

"what……!"

In the delivery room that had been subdued for several hours, a sharp scream of pain suddenly came out. The sound penetrated the roof and went straight into the sky, making everyone's teeth sore.

Zhan Beilie's heart tightened suddenly, his legs softened, and he sat down on the ground, cold sweat dripping down his pale handsome face.

He got up with hands and feet, rushed out of the wing room with a "huh", pushed open the door and plunged in. The strong smell of blood wafted in his nostrils, which made him tear up, and shouted: "Daughter-in-law! Daughter-in-law..."

"Wow……"

Surrounded by all the stable women, a clear cry of a baby pierced into his ear, and spread to the bottom of his heart along the ear...

The feeling of being connected by blood made his voice stop immediately, and he kept his posture of charging forward, stunned in place, and gave birth to...

gave birth!

He was shocked suddenly, reacted quickly and rushed to the side of the bed, he was relieved to see that Leng Xia was lying safe and sound, her breathing was still steady, her face was as pale as paper, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her hairline was covered with sweat Wet strands, the corners of the lips curled into a shallow arc, presumably because she was too tired, knowing that the baby was born safely, she fell asleep.

Baby?

Baby!

Zhan Beilie suddenly turned to the child in Granny Wen's arms, grinned his mouth to the ears, his eyes were red, and he smiled happily.

Lao Tzu's daughter...

At this time, Mrs. Wen wiped off the sweat from her forehead, her face was also pale, her hands were trembling, not to mention the outsiders, they were the ones who had delivered babies for most of their lives, and when they met this kind of person who didn't cry, make noise, howl, or howl... This is also the first time for a pregnant woman!

From the beginning to the end, that calmness, tsk tsk...

Weird leg!
Seeing the baby's father looking over, Wen Po immediately held up the baby in her arms, handed it to his eyes, and said joyfully, "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor's husband!"

silence.

After she finished saying this, the expected scene of the baby's father happily picking up the baby didn't happen for a long time, and the person on the opposite side didn't make any movement as if he didn't hear it.

Probably because Le was stupid, Wen Po arched the child to the opposite side again: "Congratulations to the emperor!"

silence.

The laughter stopped abruptly, the smile froze on his face, distorted into a chrysanthemum, Zhan Beilie stared unblinkingly at the infinitely magnified baby who was lifted up in front of his eyes, at this moment the baby was facing him , the first thing that catches the eye is a...

Cute little bird!
boom!
There was an extra piece of wood in the big palm of the Daqin War God for no reason, and the wood was uneven with sharp thorns, lying quietly in his hand.

Wen Po poked her head out from behind the baby to have a look, good guy, the imperial husband was so excited that he broke off the bed board!
A corner of the bed was missing as expected.

Zhan Bei Liehu stared at the cute little bird, his mouth was trembling up and down, shaking like an electric shock, and the crystal tears were wandering in the eagle's eyes, turning around, and lingering with...

"Birth, birth!" the people outside roared in surprise.

As soon as Zhong Cang Lightning and the others plunged into the wing room, they felt a gust of wind blowing in front of them...

"Hula", a certain man in black seemed to have had his tail cut off, burst out with tears in his eyes, rushed out of the yard and rushed to the street, raised his arms high, held the bed board in his hand, and howled to the sky: "My daughter..."

Squeak... There was the sound of windows opening on the second floor of the inn opposite Gumozhai.

Splashing... the sound of splashing water.

Bang... the sound of closing the window.

"Damn it, it's been a whole night, and it's still fucking screaming this early in the morning!"

A pot of cold water was poured on the same day, and a brand new drowned chicken was born.

Zhan Beilie coughed violently, frowned, wiped his wet head and face, and walked back to Gumo Studio with drooping shoulders.

He casually pushed away an unoccupied wing, well, in fact, now all the people are gathered in the delivery room where Leng Xia gave birth, and in the yard, basically any wing is empty, and laughter and laughter float in from outside , and even more so when he was alone and only complained about himself.

Zhan Beilie wanted to find someone to fetch a bucket of water, but found that no one really cared about him now.

Even a servant girl, they all wandered around that little bastard, he, the sower who made little bastards...

Completely forgotten to the heel!
Daqin God of War put on a stern face, fetched water, bathed and changed clothes by himself, and finally got ready. As soon as he left the room, he saw the courtiers discussing with joyful laughter.

In the wing room, Zhong Cang was holding the baby stiffly, six heads leaned up to look at it with a smile, and the baby's father's wife, who was nowhere to be found beside her, spoke to them with her hips on her hips, educating them about the newborn.

(End of this chapter)