The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 267 The little bun is here (1)
Days are like running water, every day is like a repetition of the previous day, but it is not.

Yijun's life is different every day, the child gradually grows in her womb, her body becomes more and more bulky, when autumn comes and the cool breeze comes, she walks in the yard under the shade of flowers.

More activities will make childbirth much smoother in the future, and it will also help her body recover. She does not dare to be lazy, and takes walking as the number one priority every day.

From midsummer to early autumn, Shang Kun seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he couldn't hear any news from him, let alone come back to accompany her.

Dozens of people in the mansion were afraid that she would worry too much, so they tried their best to make Yi Jun happy. What A Xuan and Yun Xiang said the most was: When the wife gives birth to a child, another happy event will happen in the next half year. To become a justifiable Mrs. Hou.

Yijun smiled slightly, not necessarily in the second half of the year, besides, she is not in a hurry.

When she was about to give birth, Aunt Luo was worried about her daughter, so she stayed by Yijun's side day and night, and slept on the couch next to her at night.As soon as she turned over, everyone on the couch would come over to take a look.

"Ah Yuan, does your stomach hurt?" Aunt Luo was worried and still wanted to ask.

"No, it's just that my waist is a little sore."

Yijun hasn't been sleeping well enough, and the little one in his stomach made him lie flat or on his side, and sometimes he gets upset and irritable and wants to lose his temper.

Aunt Luo listened and gently rubbed her daughter's waist.

People are always greedy, Yijun is accompanied by his mother and elder brother, but he very much hopes that Shang Kun is also by his side.He said that he wanted to accompany her, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was all deceitful words.

Cursed secretly, but felt that it was not easy for him, one person had to stir up half of the Shang family's family business, served as Jiedushi at a young age, became a general, dismounted to govern the people, came to Liangzhou, nothing can do it Let him have peace of mind.

He worked so hard, she had to be considerate.

Shang Kun also wanted to be by her side very much, but there were more urgent things to do right now.Yijun understands this point.

Thinking about messy things in her mind, she felt like she had just fallen asleep, but was awakened by the pain again, her stomach was throbbing, and she hissed lightly, "Mother, I'm afraid I'm going to give birth soon."

This child is really impatient. The government doctor and Wen Po calculated their lives and said that it would take another half a month to be born.Yijun bared his teeth and breathed out mouthfuls, the pain subsided after a while.

Aunt Luo got up in a jerk, she didn't care to put on her clothes, she held a lamp and came to see Yijun.She saw that her daughter's tone of voice was quite normal, with only beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, and she knew it was the start. It would take at least three to five hours for the baby to land, not to mention the pain of the first child of a primipara.

The maidservants on duty at night also heard the movement, and went separately to inform the doctor and the woman, prepare hot water, and order food to be prepared in the kitchen. They were all daughters who had never experienced anything before. It was the first time they saw a woman giving birth, and they inevitably panicked In a hurry, I was in a hurry.

As the news spread, the lights in the Jiedushi were brightly lit, such noise could not escape Shang Zhaoyang's ears, he knew that his granddaughter-in-law was about to give birth.

"Let's hold the lamp." The old man's voice was obviously lacking in energy.

The chief follower came in to light the candle, and seeing the old man took up his robe and put it on, he asked tentatively, "Old man, what are you?"

Putting on his clothes, Shang Zhaoyang remained silent, ordered someone to open the window, and looked in the direction of the main courtyard. He also hoped to see his soon-to-be-born great-grandson.

This person has been like this recently, he doesn't say a word, and the long follower is used to it. After asking a question, he goes out to wait outside, and he is also looking forward to adding a newcomer to the mansion. A happy event.

It is often heard that women hate having children so much that they cry for their father and mother.

It was better at the beginning, from early morning to the end of the moon, Yi Jun also wanted to die, crying for Shang Kun to come back.

"Ah Yuan, bear with me, the young master has serious business to do, and when he finishes his business, he will see you first when he comes back. Besides, when a man enters the delivery room, he is a general who is about to go to the battlefield. But I dare not touch these unclean things." Aunt Luo also felt sorry for her daughter, coaxing her with tears in her eyes.

Yijun cried so hard that he vowed not to believe what Shang Kun said, and he didn't plan to listen to him when he came back.

She had a runny nose and tears, wiped away the tears after crying, and drank half a bowl of ginseng soup. There was still a strong battle to be fought, so how could she survive if she was not full.

The child tortured her for a full day and night, and when she landed safely, Yijun was also exhausted, feeling like he was about to fall apart, and he didn't want to move.

"Congratulations madam, she is a little girl."

Mrs. Wen cut the umbilical cord and cleaned out the dirt from the child's mouth and nose. A clear cry sounded, and the mother and child were connected. Yijun yelled to take a look.

"Don't worry, wait for the slave to clean up the little girl, and then let the lady see it." Wen Po quickly washed off the blood stains on the newborn baby, wrapped it in a swaddle and put it next to Yi Jun's pillow for her to see.

It was only for a short while, but Yijun felt that it was too long to wait, she watched the child being carried, red and wrinkled, a little person, eyes closed, as big as a doll.

Yijun stretched out a finger, and the baby clenched it tightly with her tiny hand, unconsciously twisting its body.

(End of this chapter)