Transmigrate to be Queen

When Zheng Fusheng held the child in his arms, he was even afraid of the soft light. If a light wind blew over, the child would be blown away by the wind. Subconsciously, he grasped the quilt wrapped outside the child, which should be safer.

In fact, he is too nervous. This is a wing room. Where does the wind come from? Besides, no matter how young a child is, he can't be blown away by the wind. Zheng Fusheng's illusion is caused by his hand feeling, which also proves that he is really nervous.

"Lord, your way of holding the child is quite neat. Many men don't dare to hold the child for the first time."

Wenpo said a compliment while Zheng Fusheng relaxed because of this sentence.

Yes, I've practiced. How can I be nervous? Relax. Man'er has taught me. The child should cushion his head, hold his waist, hold his big hand and point his ass. one hand can hold the child very stably. Zheng Fusheng carefully thought back to Man'er's actions taught him and moved his gestures. It's really a success.

In this way, the other hand was empty. Zheng Fusheng stretched out a finger and gently stroked his son's face. He almost didn't dare to start. He just touched it gently and immediately took his hand back. As a result, his son didn't respond at all, which surprised Zheng Fusheng.

"Lord, you haven't even met him. Don't be so anxious. Touch him gently. It's all right."

Wenpo looked at Prince Chun's action and almost laughed. It was a man. Besides, she was still nervous about how to hold the child.

"Oh."

Zheng Fusheng answered softly. This time, he reached out and slowly touched his son's face. It was tender and smooth. Zheng Fusheng could hardly think of anything in the world that could be more tender and smooth than his son's face.

If it weren't for his son's red face and a little wrinkled, he would really say that he is the most beautiful son in the world. Look how good the skin is. Fortunately, Ning Xiaoman gave Zheng Fusheng a preventive injection in advance. He said that when the child was born, it would wrinkle, and it would be a little red because there was no sunshine. It would be better in a few days.

Ning Xiaoman knew this knowledge because she had seen her colleagues in the same department have children in her previous life, but fortunately, she has a good memory. She still remembers these things and used them in the right place. Otherwise, Zheng Fusheng can't really dislike his son. To tell the truth, it's a little ugly.

"How's the princess?"

Even with her son in her arms, Zheng Fusheng didn't forget to ask Man'er about her. Wenpo quickly replied,

"It's very good. The princess's production is very smooth and not too hard. Although I'm a little weak, I'm still awake now, which shows that I'm quite energetic."

It wasn't hard enough. She had been born for two and a half hours. Although man Er stood still and didn't shout, she could hear the moaning, especially the last scream, which almost scared him to death. In this way, she said she had a spiritual boss.

Of course Zheng Fusheng doesn't know. Many pregnant women have to give birth all day. It's really fast in two and a half hours. Moreover, many pregnant women will faint after giving birth. Few like Man'er have the strength to eat after giving birth. Zheng Fusheng only thinks that Wen's mother is obedient and doesn't take it seriously. She should be distressed. Man'er is not vague at all.

"Can I go and see the princess? Has she changed her clothes, her mattress, and there is no incense in the house?"

Zheng Fusheng went on angrily, asked Mrs. Wen, and was tongue tied for a long time,

"Prince, princess, you can't go to see her when she is pregnant. It's unlucky and unclean for women to bleed when they have children, which is unfavorable to men's career and future."

Zheng Fusheng doesn't care about this. In his whole life, no one has cared about his advantages and disadvantages. He's not the same. He's so big. On the contrary, he's all right after meeting Man'er. Besides, Man'er is a child born for himself. Can he think she's unlucky.

"I'll see her."

Holding the child, she directly lifted the curtain of the wing room. Wenpo quickly stopped the Lord and persuaded him,

"Hello, Lord, the whole palace can be good. Don't be impulsive. There are princess and young childe in the palace."

Zheng Fusheng hesitated a little when wenpo said this. He was not afraid of his bad luck, but he cared about his daughter-in-law and children. If he was angry and was really bad for Man'er and his son, he would be too late to regret, so he stopped at the door of Man'er's delivery room.

"Man'er, I want to go in and see you?"

Zheng Fusheng put his ear close to the door and listened carefully to the movement inside. Wen Po was listening to her ear. The prince was a little too kind to the princess, which was not reassuring.

"Lord, don't come in. I'm fine. I'll let wenpo bring the baby in later."

Ning Xiaoman answered loudly and couldn't hear her weakness. Zheng Fusheng was relieved. Where he couldn't see, Ning Xiaoman took a big breath and shouted. It was really tiring.