Yue Ji

Chapter 323 was born
When the Marquis of Jin saw the majestic Marquis of Jingling, he still didn't express his opinion at this time, he was so angry that there was phlegm in his throat, and he held his chest and gasped for breath.Princess Yuedi hurriedly patted him on the back.

While slapping, she looked at the back of the sun, which was as majestic as a mountain.Looking at it, her eyes couldn't help being a little dazed: he clearly knew that most women only gave birth to one child, but they still kept silent at this time.Could it be that even if his wife only gave birth to one princess, he would not marry more?That humble fourth son, what can he do?
Just when Princess Yuedi was in a daze, suddenly there was a sharp pain on her face.

But it was the former Marquis of Jin who slapped her hard. He stared at Princess Yue, choked with phlegm in his throat and cursed indistinctly: "Bitch, have you lost your mind again?"

Princess Yuedi quickly lowered her head and said weakly: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

"Duh! Thump it for me again!"

"Ran Ran."

Jing Ling walked outside the bedroom, staring at the hidden place covered by layers of curtains without blinking, he stared very seriously, very seriously.

Mr. Wen came to him in a hurry. Seeing Jingling like this, Mr. Wen persuaded him, "My lady is very brave. She will be fine."

Jing Ling pursed his lips and nodded, and said in a low voice, "I hope the heavens have mercy."

At this moment, Wei Luo's scream suddenly came from the dormitory.

Jing Lingjun's face turned pale, and he rushed inside with a whoosh. He rushed too fast, and Mr. Wen stretched out his hand to pull it, but it was in vain.

But when Jingling rushed to the door, his footsteps were momentary.He pursed his lips, took a step back, and muttered: "The loneliness is heavy, don't rush it, don't rush it."

Amidst Wei Luo's screams, there was a series of rapid bells ringing incessantly. It was the witch who was exorcising ghosts for her inside.People at this time believed that when a woman gave birth, some evil spirits would sneak in.

At this time, in noble families, every time a woman gave birth, a witch would be guarded at the window and in front of the door.The witch is dressed in white linen, holding copper bells, cinnabar and other things, stepping on irregular steps, waiting for the battle.At the moment when the child sticks out his head, all the witches will ring the bell at the same time to warn all parties to stay away from evil spirits.

This custom was still popular in some remote villages after liberation.

The bell rang quickly, and Wei Luo's screams and gasps passed one by one.Jing Ling's face was as white as paper, and his thin lips were tightly pressed.

This moment, every minute and every second, is extremely long.

I don't know how long it took, a loud cry broke through the roof!
"Sheng Ye, Sheng Ye." The ecstatic Mr. Wen ran to the side of Jing Ling, jumped up and looked inside.

While shouting ecstatically, Mr. Wen looked at Jingling, and when he saw it, he immediately went dumb.

Jingling was sweating profusely, his face turned pale.

He didn't seem to hear at all, his child's extremely loud cries.

Just when Mr. Wen was about to ask, Jingling asked dryly, "I, my wife, why are there no voices?"

He uttered these seven words one by one, dryly and hoarsely.

Along with Jingling's inquiry, the former Marquis of Jin asked urgently, "Is it a son or a daughter, is it a son or a daughter?"

It seems like a century has passed.

A witch ran out hastily.She gave a blessing to Jingling Yingying, and shouted with a happy smile: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are the eldest son, you are the eldest son!"

As soon as these words came out, Duke Wen and the former Marquis of Jin were overjoyed at the same time, while Princess Yuedi's expression was gloomy. .Jing Ling still didn't hear it, he stared at the witch for a moment, and asked carefully in a low voice: "Madam, how are you?"

The witch didn't notice his nervousness, she just smiled and said: "The madam is very tired, she glanced at the eldest son, and fell asleep."

Jing Ling nodded solemnly, and Wen Gong noticed that his tense back relaxed at this moment.

After a while, the wrapped son was carried out by the witch.

At this time, all the important ministers who came quickly had dispersed.

As soon as the witch walked out, she held the child in both hands and waved it toward the east.Then, she shook the child from left to right, and said in a loud voice: "Fortunately, Jin Ji's Jingling, I drool over the eldest son!"

As soon as the witch's voice fell, all the ministers raised their voices at the same time, and wished Dongfang loudly: "Heaven bless you, ghosts and gods bless you! My lord has a son, my lord has a son!"

Amidst the sound of congratulations, Qing Jun saw Jing Ling's back hurriedly walking towards the bedroom, and smiled wryly, "Fortunately, it's the eldest son."

All the ministers knew what he was talking about and nodded repeatedly.

Jingling strode to Wei Luo's bed before it collapsed.

When he was about five steps away from her, his steps became lighter.Sitting silently on the edge, he stretched out his hand to hold the hand of Wei Luo, whose face was pale and his forehead was wet with sweat, and he remained motionless for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Luo fanned her long eyelashes and opened her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, she met Jingling, which was as solemn as a sculpture.

Looking at each other, Wei Luo smiled sweetly.

Seeing her smile, Jing Ling also pulled his thin lips, showing the first smile of the day, "Son, it's the eldest. He's very nice, how are you?"

Wei Luo stared at him obsessively, and said in a weak voice, "I'm fine. Where's the baby?"

"The ministers embrace each other and wish each other."

"kindness."

"Son, just now, does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

. . . . . . .Jing Ling held her hand tightly.

Wei Luo raised his eyes, and saw that his broad forehead was covered with sweat, and his cherry lips twitched.She closed her eyes and murmured, "Jingling."

"exist."

"I will covet more children, you can't take another wife."

. . . . . .

In a long silence.Jing Ling raised her little hand, put her little finger in her thin lips, Jing Ling lowered her eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Can!
He actually said yes!
Wei Luo raised his head suddenly and looked straight at him.

Looking at it this way, she still met Jing Ling's expressionless handsome face.

After staring at him for a while, Wei Luo quietly turned his head, pursed his cherry lips, and smiled foolishly.

She was indeed giggling, and this giggling was endless.

When Wu came in with her son in his arms, Wei Luo was still looking at Jing Ling and giggling.

While listening to the sound of footsteps, Jing Ling turned his head and saw Wu and Mr. Wen. He glanced at the child in the bundle and said calmly, "Let Madam watch it."

"promise."

It wasn't until the red-skinned monkey-like child held it in front of his eyes that Wei Luo woke up from his smirk.She sat up with the support of the servant girl, and reached out to take the child.

The child has fallen asleep. He has black and thick hair, a broad forehead, thick eyebrows and a high nose. His facial features are very similar to Jingling, but he has not opened his eyes yet. I don't know who those eyes look like.

Wei Luo hugged her son and looked around with a smile. The more she watched, the more she fell in love with him, and she lowered her head and kissed the child's little cheek.As soon as her lips came close to this warm, soft, and slightly sticky little guy, she couldn't bear to move it away.Until Jingling gave a low drink, "For the eldest son's milk."

"promise."

Wei Luo looked anxiously at the child who was carried away, flattened his mouth, and said sullenly, "I can feed it."

Meeting her longing eyes, Jing Ling raised his eyebrows, and replied flatly: "You need to salivate more."

Wei Luo choked.She knows that it is difficult to conceive again while breastfeeding.

Seeing that she was speechless, Jing Ling pulled his thin lips, lowered his head, and pressed a light kiss on Wei Luo's cheek.

During the kiss, he murmured, "Son, does it still hurt?"

Wei Luo shook her head, she looked up at her man.This man, in the past, has he ever paid attention to a woman's feelings? What's more, it is his bounden duty to produce such a woman?

When Wei Luo gave birth to the baby, it was noon, until the moon rose to the top of the tree, Jing Ling was still sitting motionless in front of her bed, and he didn't get up or move, just looking at Wei Luo quietly.And Wei Luo, under his stare, fell asleep again.

The news that Wei Luo salivated the eldest son for the Marquis of Jin spread throughout Xintian City as quickly as possible.Immediately, the whole city cheered.

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Hey, this chapter only has more than 2000 words, and I owe a thousand words now, and I will fill it up tomorrow.

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