Chapter 586: Decisive battle (6)

Nie Wushuang froze, and Yang Zhi arrived for a moment. Immediately afterwards, everyone in the temple exclaimed.
Nie Wushuang panicked, biting her lower lip unconsciously. How could it be so fast, I always thought that production was in the foreseeable future, why ... why would I have to give birth all at once?
She looked around in panic, and Yang Zhi quickly yelled to the maids: "Hurry up and call the doctor and midwife, hurry! Hurry!"
Then the maids huffed and went back in panic.
Ning Wushuang fixedly looked at Yang Zhi, trying to squeeze a smile, but this smile was uglier than crying.
Yang straight forward, holding her hand, her voice trembling slightly: "Mother and mother rest assured that mother and child will be safe!"
Nie Wushuang looked at the empty inner temple, and a strong loneliness surged in her heart. She imploredly looked at Yang Zhi's soft face: "Dang Yang, don't go. I ... fright here ..."
Yang nodded straight and helped her to lie down: "Don't be afraid of my mother, the mother has experienced all the big things, and this little thing of having a baby must not be difficult for her ..."
His voice was soft and persuasive, and Nie Wushuang's flustered heart gradually calmed down. Yes, do n’t be afraid, really do n’t have to be afraid ...
"What about him?" Nie Wushuang asked suddenly.
Yang Zhi suddenly hesitated, and then he suddenly realized: "Slave is to inform His Highness. His Highness went to the barracks this morning, I don't know ..." He ran out. The curtain opened and a cold wind blew in. Then Nie Wushuang felt that the abdomen was beginning to ache ...
To be born, to be born ...
She lay in meditation, the sound of chaotic footsteps rang outside the temple, and the Taiyi Wenpo swarmed in, and the bright candles were held high. The whole inner hall was suddenly dignified and depressed. No one dared to make a loud noise. Wenpo stepped forward and pressed her hand with Nie In the unparalleled belly, the vicissitudes of the old eyes have the calmness of the world: "The mother has a good fetal position and will definitely be born. As long as the mother is brave, she can bear it to the end ..."
Courageous and patient ... Nie Wushuang nodded his head and took a deep breath: "This palace understands, mother-in-law, you can do it with confidence."
Wen Po was calm when she saw the expression on her face. She passed her admiration and smiled, "Okay."
...
On a long night, Nie Wushuang never felt that one night was so tense and difficult, and her stomach pain was very frequent, but she could not bear to say a word. Mrs. Wen feeds her to drink sugar and eat, and every time she bites her teeth, pressing down the pain in her throat.
There is no end to the night, and the pain from her body gradually fills her entire mind, and once more severe pain causes her to frown, her face pale. The whole person seems to be sunk in the sea of ​​pain, without redemption ...
"Ah-" Another wave of pain struck, and Nie Wushuang finally could not help crying.
Wen Po explored her hand, and her face looked sad: "Why is it not big enough, mother, put up with it, don't call it ..."
Nie Wushuang wanted to nod in agreement, but the pain easily cut away her reason like a knife. She stared at the top of the account, her mind was messy, when would this pain end, when ...
The night has finally passed, but the whole inner hall has become chaotic. Nie Wushuang's eyes are closed and her face is as pale as paper. She has no energy to scream, her pain is numb, she wants to fall asleep, it is a good day to wake up, but it seems The sky was going to oppose her. When she was about to faint, her stomach was sore and painful again and again, but no child fell to the ground.
Wen Po was discussing with the outside doctor, her voice was low and eager. After a while, the doctor came in and whispered: "Mother, don't give birth again, I am afraid the little prince will be in danger, so please ask the mother to give her slave a needle. "
Nie Wushuang opened her eyes weakly, and she looked at her: "OK ... if the situation is not good, this palace must protect ... child!"
The medical girl was startled: "Mother!"
"This palace said ... to protect the child!" Nie Wushuang opened her eyes and grasped her hand tightly: "Our birth!"
"Yes ..." The medical girl was frightened by the sternness in her eyes, so she hurriedly twisted the silver needles and pierced them. With each shot, her heart trembled. Domineering, if it is not good, I am afraid ...
Just then, a sudden rage came from outside: "Get away! Let the king go in!"
"Your Highness, you can't go in, you can't go in!" The maids shouted.
Nie Wushuang was shocked, and could not help looking at the door.
"Get away! If you don't get away, the sword in the king's hand will be rude!" Xiao Fengqing was so angry that a sound came, as if he kicked a few discouraged guards.
"Feng Qing ..." Nie Wushuang's cracked lips murmured, and the dry eyes gradually filled with water. He came, and he really came.
"Woushuang! Wushuang!" Xiao Fengqing could not enter, shouting outside.
Nie Wushuang stared at the closed door, tears rolling down unconsciously. It was good to have him outside, and my heart was finally settled. At this moment, her stomach hurt suddenly, and she could not help screaming.
"Mother-in-law, you have begun to give birth, mother-in-law, you have to hold on." The medical girl was anxious in her ears, and the severe pain had made Nie Wushuang almost insane. She screamed, and Wen Po quickly came to hold her struggle, At that moment, my voice was all in my head ...
"Wushuang ...!" With a loud noise outside, the door was kicked open by Xiao Fengqing. He looked at the painful Nie Wushuang on the bed and said angrily, "Go away! What are you doing? Go away!"
He rushed forward, holding Nie Wushuang's hand tightly, looking at the needle on her body, and angrily, "What is this? Do you want to kill her?"
The murderous anger was in his cold eyes, and the medic girl threw herself on her knees: "His Royal Highness is spared, this ... this is the method of inducing labor!"
"Remove! She doesn't need any method to induce labor!" Xiao Fengqing said angrily, "Remove the needle. Didn't you see her so painful?"
"No ... Feng Qing ... I want my child ..." Nie Wushuang finally recovered a little bit of clarity, cold sweat dripping from her face, making her whole body look like she was taken out of the water, she screamed: "I want a child ... ... "
"Miscellaneous account! Remove these needles, you can give birth without urgency, Wushuang ... No, you don't like this ..." Xiao Fengqing's eyes were scared: "I don't want you to die. Now, even if your child is born, I will not raise it for you, so you live for me! "
"You ..." Nie Wushuang was painful and angry. She couldn't say anything but had to bite his hand heavily.
Xiao Fengqing didn't move, turned her head and angered the doctor girl: "Remove the needle, she has to give birth! Come on!"
The doctor woman was so scared that she quickly removed the needle.
"Birth yourself! Wushuang, you can." Xiao Fengqing looked at Nie Wushuang's shameless face and said again and again.
There were tears in Nie Wushuang's eyes. The tooth marks on his wrist looked like blood, and he was beside him. Just as he was afraid of her revenge, he forced her to pass through the ghost door this time.
"OK." She exhaled heavily. The pain came again ...
...
The child finally landed. Wen Po grabbed the child's legs, patted her hips, and a loud cry sounded throughout the hall. Everyone was relieved.
Nie Wushuang looked at Wen's hand with a clear eye.
Wen Baoli dries the child's body up and down with tea oil, so Bao Bao is handed it over to her: "Congratulations on your mother, you are the prince."
The soft body was in Nie Wushuang's arms. She looked at the little red face in disbelief, her hands shaking.
Xiao Fengqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at him suddenly, and he smiled, "It's a boy." His deep eyes carried the light she had never seen before, so proud and shining.
He teased the baby's face lightly. The child was still asleep, and felt that someone moved him, uneasily frowned his frown, and fell asleep again.
Nie Wushuang chuckled, she looked at Xiao Fengqing, looked at the child in her arms, handed him to his arms, and whispered, "You hug him."
Xiao Fengqing took it carefully. The child's body was so small, light and soft, he had held a sword, and he had held thousands of lives. At this moment, he was suddenly at a loss. He looked at Nie Wushuang unnaturally, and Jun's face was always embarrassed and anxious. I'm afraid that with a little more effort, the child in my arms will be broken.
Nie Wushuang also looked back at him, tears of joy gradually falling in his eyes ...