The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 303 Give birth to a big fat boy
But Rong Jing said with a comforting smile:

"You don't have to worry about court affairs.

King Jin will take care of these matters, and it is not certain that North Korea and Nanling will be able to marry each other at that time, and the war between these two great countries should not resume.

There are often good news from Xiyuan. I believe that within half a month, Xiyuan will be defeated.So when the time comes, I can absolutely accompany you to Lingshan. "

Seeing that he only gave one look, Rong Jing expressed all the worries in his heart, and Qin Muge couldn't help feeling a little sweetness in his heart.

The three of them settled the matter in this way.

Bai Lirong was arranged to rest in the guest room of the Prince's Mansion.

That night, before it was dark, Rong Jing rushed back from the palace early.

He only cared about his lovely wife and the child in her belly.

Whenever he saw her waiting for him at the door with her big belly, Rong Jing felt that his chest was full of something.

It feels so good to feel at home!

At this moment, it is reasonable to say that Qin Muge should have fallen asleep, but when Rong Jing walked into the room, he found that Qin Muge, who had just taken a bath, was walking into the room wearing a layer of tulle.

It was early summer at this time, and the weather was already slightly hot.

Because of pregnancy, those beautiful clothes earlier can not be worn.

For the sake of convenience, Qin Muge simply walked out wrapped in a layer of tulle.

Under the light red tulle covering her fair skin, there was a circle of lustrous luster.

Smooth like fine milk.

Because of her pregnancy, her body must have become more plump than before.

But except for the bulge of the stomach, the other places are really attractive.

Gently stroking his belly, Qin Muge smiled sweetly.

With this smile, it was as if a holy radiance spilled from her body.

It even made Rong Jing on the side feel hot all over, and swallowed.

He walked in quickly and hugged Qin Muge who was just about to lie down.

Qin Muge was startled, and turned around to find that Rong Jing's forehead had begun to sweat slightly.

Looking down at her outfit, her pretty face was instantly blush.

For so long, Rongjing has been in a state of abstinence in order to protect himself and his children.

Dressed up like this today, isn't it obvious that I am lighting a fire?
Thinking of this, Qin Muge shyly wanted to pull up the quilt to cover her body, but unexpectedly, being held by Rong Jing was unable to move at all.

"You, you rascal, don't let me go!"

This soft and coquettish reprimand not only didn't wake up Rong Jing, but added fuel to the flames.

He carefully embraced Qin Muge and pressed her down.

That hand also began to wander restlessly...

Biting her earlobe lightly, Rong Jing said suppressedly, "Little Mumu, it's been eight months, and the imperial doctor said that as long as I'm gentle, it's okay..."

"You... um..."

Before Qin Muge could refuse, Rong Jing's lips blocked his mouth...

One month later, the Prince's Mansion.

It's another year of strong autumn, and the backyard of the Prince's Mansion is full of vitality with singing birds and fragrant flowers.

Different from the usual quiet and peaceful, the backyard at this moment is already in chaos.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hot water!"

"Wen Po is here, everyone hurry up and give way!"

On the other side of the low house in the backyard, the door was tightly closed, and maids and women came in and out from time to time.

Early this morning, the princess began to have labor pains in her stomach.

In the past few days, Lianqiao and Si'er, two servant girls, have been carefully guarding Qin Muge's side, even more nervous than herself about giving birth.

At this moment, the prince was just about to go out for morning court, and less than an hour later, the princess' stomach began to hurt.

Lian Qiao's face turned pale with fright, and she immediately went to the side room to call Mrs. Wen.

That Wen Po had seen the world, went to check it out, and immediately judged that the Crown Princess was about to give birth.

Si'er looked at Qin Muge's pale face from pain, sweat all over his face, and the blood slowly gushing out from under his body, he was so frightened that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Instead, Lian Qiao slapped her on the forehead, "Why don't you hurry up and find a servant to send a message to His Highness the Crown Prince, saying that the Crown Princess is about to give birth!"

The scolding made Si'er finally come to his senses.

Her gums were trembling, and she stumbled and ran outside.

And when Qin Muge was carried to the delivery room in the backyard, the pain in her abdomen had already made her drenched in pain.

Lian Qiao stepped forward and grasped Kong Kong's hand, trying to give her some support.

Confused, Qin Muge said weakly, "Jing, Brother Jing..."

Lisian Qiao's eyes were sore, she hurriedly stepped forward and coaxed, "Crown Princess, Si'er has sent someone to deliver the letter, and the Crown Prince will be back soon."

The woman on the side was obviously used to the smell of blood in the room, she frowned and said, "Crown Princess, you can't speak anymore. It will take a lot of effort to give birth to a child later."

Lianqiao held Qin Muge's hand tightly, and while wiping her sweat, she told her to take a breath, "Prince Princess, listen to me, you must listen to Mrs. Wen later, all your strength must be used to give birth to a child, you know ?"

Tears rolled down the corners of Qin Muge's eyes, and finally nodded weakly.

At the same time, the early morning has just come down.

All civil and military officials retired from the court, while Rong Jing went to the imperial study to discuss the court affairs together with King Jin.

Because the emperor was unconscious, he had already moved to the other garden to recuperate.

Although Rong Jing is the crown prince now, all major government affairs are decided by him.

When Rong Jing came to the imperial study, he raised his eyes and saw Han Qingyan was there.

Those black eyes were slightly focused, and they swept across Han Qingyan's body indifferently, and finally landed on the bronzing post on the table.

"This is……"

Rong Jing opened his mouth suspiciously.

King Jin smiled and said, "Han Youran is the prince of North Korea now, and plans to visit Nanling in three months' time."

"Again?"

Rong Jing frowned slightly, as if he didn't welcome the boy very much.

In my mind, I began to think about how to hide my woman deeper.

Just when he was still thinking about what excuses he could find to refuse, he saw an eunuch leading a familiar boy running towards him from a distance.

Both Su Mu and Rong Jing took a closer look, and found that the person who was running with red faces and confused breath was none other than the concierge of the Prince's Mansion.

Rong Jing's heart sank, and he didn't care about what King Jin said, so he turned around quickly and ran towards the eunuch and the porter.

The eunuch was staggered by the sudden appearance of Rong Jing, almost fell to the ground.

Rong Jing's black eyes sank, "Is there something wrong with the Prince's Mansion?"

The concierge was grabbed by the skirt of his clothes, and he managed to catch his breath, "Mother, the princess is about to give birth!"

"My God!"

Han Qingyan at the side immediately exclaimed when she heard this.

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Rong Jing stretch out his big hand and put the doorman aside.

Looking up again, the dark purple figure had already arrived at the door of the imperial study like a gust of wind.

Su Mu was also surprised and delighted, and after greeting King Jin respectfully, he also jumped up and chased after him.

When Rongjing ran all the way and returned to the Prince's Mansion, Qin Muge's hoarse cry of pain came from the low room in the backyard.

Those shrill screams were like sharp knives cutting through his heart.

When he rushed to the Prince's Mansion, he found that the queen still had Hua Wuyang, Hu Jiuniang, Baili Rong, Baling and others anxiously guarding the door.

Qin Muge's cries of pain filled his ears, and Rong Jing felt his mind was blank.

He tore off the cloak on his shoulders, and made a gesture to rush into the delivery room.

But when he just walked to the door, the queen stopped him.

"You can't go in the delivery room!"

The queen spoke anxiously, and when she looked at Rongjing again, she was shocked.

She thought that pair of beautiful and clear black eyes were already blood red at this moment, and even the arm she was holding was trembling without a trace.

He was usually so indifferent that he almost suspected that he had no feelings, but now he was so panicked because of Qin Muge's production worries...

The queen was moved and worried, and finally said gently, "Wei Young, you will be distracted if you go in and Muge."

After taking a fixed look at the queen, Rong Jing finally stopped in his tracks.

The queen and Hu Jiuniang clasped their hands, nervously waiting for the news.

Although Rong Jing looked calm at the moment, his feet were uncontrollably turning around in front of the low room.

That Hua Wuyang was worried at first, but now seeing Rongjing kept going around in circles, he yelled, "Prince, don't turn around, my head is dizzy and my eyes are dazzled."

And at this moment, Qin Muge inside screamed again.

Everyone clearly saw Rong Jing's body tremble.

"Rongjing...you bastard, it hurts me to death!"

Listening to Qin Muge roaring with all his strength, Rong Jing couldn't hold back any longer.

He rushed to the door almost in one stride, knocking on the door and shouting, "Little Mumu, little Mumu, I'm here! If you hurt me, we won't give birth, we won't give birth!"

As soon as the words came out, the Queen and Hu Jiuniang couldn't laugh or cry.

How can you stop giving birth because of the pain?
The queen hurried forward and grabbed Rong Jing, "Weiyang, just ask Mu Ge to shout a few times, you can't mess around with her. How can you not give birth?"

Rong Jing's face froze, embarrassment flashed across.

The hand that was beating on the door also froze in the air.

At this moment, Granny Wen opened the door with a basin of bloody water.

Everyone rushed forward, Rong Jing was about to rush in, but was stopped by Mrs. Wen.

"Prince, you really can't go in."

There was a storm in Rong Jing's black eyes, and he was finally angry, "If you can't go in, you should hurry up and let her have a baby!"

"..." Wen Po's face was full of black lines, and she finally said weakly, "The child is a bit old, it may delay some time."

After saying this, Mrs. Wen quickly knocked the door and locked it from the inside.

"..." Rong Jing's facial expression was dull, as if he was still savoring the meaning of that sentence.

The child is a little older, and it may take a little longer.

The baby is a bit big, so it may cause dystocia...

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Rong Jing's deep black eyes were filled with a violent storm.

"The child is a little big, the child is a little big..."

Rong Jing muttered a few words to himself.

Suddenly, he rushed to the door, and began to pat on the door frantically, "Master Bao, Master Bao, do you hear me from inside!"

The queen looked at Rong Jing who was dizzy and dizzy in a hurry, and couldn't believe that he was the prince who scolded Fang Qiu in the past.

(End of this chapter)