Chapter 73: Tyrant's blackening crisis

Seeing the emperor heard the voice of the daughter-in-law, he fainted, and regardless of his care, he rushed to the inside. He was just in the hospital and sat in the back of the tea pot. He shouted: "What is the body! Stop him, stop him. "Between the eagerly cut, even the title is forgotten to bring.
When Lou Jiaru was rushing over, he was blocked by the sound that came out of the door: "The emperor, the inside room is dirty, and you will be able to get into the dragon!"
At this time, the Queen Mother quickly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. He screamed with anger: "Which woman has a child, and the man enters the house to accompany him?! You are the supreme of the world, but you can't fool this precedent for a moment. If you pass it out, you will be ridiculed by the people of the world!"
The sound of the house's warmth has already brought a cry, and the building that has always calmly calmed down is completely chaotic: "But... she is yelling."
"That won't work!" The Queen Mother was helpless and had to whisper. "You can't help if you go in. The people below will see the emperor on the scene and will be afraid of it. This is not a mess. Besides, water to \\\' The canal is ripe, and the child can eat and sleep in the sun. The body is not bad, and it will not be difficult to produce."
"...Difficult to produce?!" For a long time, Lou Jiaruo only listened to these two words. When he was stunned, his face was white, his voice could not help but improve his point. His eyes were fierce and fierce, as if he would dare to say no more. He will only ask her, "I am not dying, she will not die!"
Being stared at by such a miserable son, the Queen Mother is simply crying and laughing: "No one curses her, of course, the mother and the child are safe..."
The words have not yet been settled, and the female voice inside has been passed out. It is vague about what the woman is saying "the fetal position is not correct" -
This is good, no one can stop the emperor's emperor, Lou Jiaruo opened the Queen's rushing into the door, facing the squatting chest is a foot: "Get out!"
When I slammed into the curtain, I saw that Wen was being supported by two strong women, standing softly on the couch, her face was sweaty, and her black hair stuck to the pale cheeks. Shocked ominous.
Lou Jiaruo quickly hugged her and hugged her from behind: "Why don't you let the niece lie down?!" The busy woman in the room squatted on the ground, lest he would not dare to sin.
The warmth of his body was in his arms, and he couldn’t make any effort. He just screamed weakly: "...Gail."
The veteran steady woman quickly stuffed a piece of ginseng into her mouth and reached out to explore her \\\' body: "Almost a little, the child can't come out, the maiden standing is easier."
"If so, lie here, don't sleep!" A thick amniotic suffocation in the room, Lou Jiaru patted her face, saw her glimmering, a moment of heartache, and looked up to see the next person It’s even more furious.
What do you do? If the goddess has three long and two short, you don’t have to live!

There was a rush of work in the house. Wen was so reluctant to use his strength. After a long while, the stable woman touched the baby's body and saw her nod. When she was busy, she lifted her waist and carefully placed it on the cotton-padded bed. Then I sat down on the couch and held her hand tightly.
Wen Po warmed her hands with hot water, wiped clean and opened her dress, slowly massaged the warm belly to adjust the baby's position: "The niece endured the pain, and the pain was called out."
Wen Ru is holding the big mouth of Lou Jiaruo’s breath, and the breath that he just mentioned is smashed by the bones of Wen’s bones!
She couldn't help but shouted out: "Gailor--" It hurts, it hurts so much! This pothole medical facility...
Lou Jiaruo gritted his teeth: "Lightly! Didn't you see the goddess hurt?!"
Steady woman's hand for the next meal, did not look up: "The head of the fetus is not aligned, if you can not give birth, I am afraid that both mother and child can not keep."
Lou Jiaruo only felt dizzy in his head, shaking his lips and turning her head and yelling at her: "Keep it again, it will be very soon... After this time, we will not be born."
Finally, I can live a good life, how can she die here? ! Wen is sweaty like a pulp, biting his teeth and enduring pain. For a long time, Wen Po sighed: "Okay, give the soup to the goddess."
Wen Ruo has been so painful that he has exhausted his strength. He was picked up by the forsythia to feed the yoghurt soup. Below, there is also a stable woman who points into the baby's shoulder to prevent the umbilical cord from entangled in the child's neck.
At this time, what is shy, what is reserved is the of his mother\\\'! The big sweat of the beans fell down one by one, and she swallowed the bitter medicinal juice with difficulty, and she stretched her legs and let her behave.
After half a cup of tea, the effect of the drug gradually became effective. The stable woman put a soft pillow under her leg: "Mother, force."
Wen Ru is taking a deep breath, and then short and powerful in accordance with the experience of modern medicine, and spit out all the gas in a few times in a row. On several occasions, she can almost feel that the child’s head has reached the door of production. But just don't go out...
From the early morning pain to the present, almost noon, the warm physical strength passed by little by little, the line of sight gradually blurred, she barely looked at him.
Lou Jiaruo's face is pale and terrible. He looks so beautiful, his eyebrows can be almost drawn into the painting, and now it fades like a black and white picture.
Wen Ruo’s lips are hard to move, and there is no strength to speak.
"Warm is like! You give it to you, don't give up!" Lou Jiaruo shook her shoulder and shouted, and she was eager to panic, but she could not hear what he was shouting.
The hand held in his palm gradually became weak, and Wen couldn’t help but slowly squint her eyes. She was really tired. She only slept for a while, then for a while...
A loud baby crying suddenly sounded, and she was very happy. She carefully cut the umbilical cord and wrapped it with fine linen. Then she folded it carefully and wrapped it with soft cotton cloth. In this way, after the umbilical cord remaining in the third and fifth days is dehydrated and dried naturally, a slightly concave umbilical eye is formed.
"Congratulations, my mother gave birth to a little prince!" Wen Po Xi is not self-satisfied, holding the newborn baby handed to the floor.
The baby in her arms is full of vitality, and the warmth on the couch is silent.
If Lou Jia listened and didn't smell it, Xiaoguang was sad and dead, and he didn't look at him. He just gently opened the mess that stuck to Wen Ruo's forehead: "He Xizhi has..." Without Wen, the existence of this child What is the meaning?
Wen Po heard a sneak peek, did not dare to say more, turned and handed the child to the forefront of the side, paused, daring to ask: "The emperor and temporarily move a step, the slaves help the girl to clean up, change clothes.

When she looked at the woman on the couch, she was red-eyed and muttered: "Also, it’s time to change into a beautiful dress. She loves beauty most, how can she endure such filth."
He slowly leaned over to hug her, and Wenchao stopped quickly: "The emperor, can't just move the maiden. The woman who just gave birth to a child has a weak bone. It has to be slowly moved to the side, or it will fall into the root of the disease." of."
When Lou Jia’s body was stiff, he turned his head slowly:
...What do you say?

Stewart is incomprehensible, and he repeats the previous words again. He just woke up. Lou Jiaruo went to explore her breath, and the warmth was weak. See him in this action, where is the stable woman? I still don't know what he wants to say, and quickly explained: "The maiden just fainted and stunned, and could sleep over the night."
......
Today's emperor's jokes are not dare to pass, and Forsythia is not afraid.
She has now fully understood the situation and turned to the rule of Wen Ruyi, and said that she will not be half-hearted in the future. Therefore, when other people are ignorant, she still has the strength to dare to carry the emperor to ridicule: "The goddess, you don't know, the emperor's look is really stupid, how to be introduced by people do not know, slaves see His tears are about to fall."
When I finished, I sighed, "How could he think that the goddess went so far? It’s amazing..."
Wen Ru is lying on the couch and laughing, care is chaotic, Lou Jiaruo is a joke for them. For her, it is the iron proof of true feelings, she looked at the son who slept sweetly: "What time is it now?"
Forsythia replied cleverly: "It is already awkward, it is estimated that the emperor will be back soon."
Wen is so weakly waving his hand: "Bring the Elvis out, or if he sees it, it should be angry."
It was not too long for the Elvis who had been fattened for a while to follow the forsythia. The Lou Jiaruo returned to the Zhaoyi Palace. Wen Ru is still in the month, and in terms of rules, at least for a few months can not sleep with the emperor. However, Lou Jiaruo, who dared to marry the delivery room, did not care about those vagrants. Under his insistence, the warm phoenix palace that should have moved into the empress was only transferred to the next door.
The two people’s residences were only a few steps away. When Lou Jiaru returned to the room and changed into a normal casual clothes, he turned and walked into the warm room.
He gathered and sat down in front of her couch, took a look at the sleeping little emperor, and took her hand and kissed it gently: "On the way back today, I saw the sea bracts outside, just right, I will give you Fold a few, trim it later, and put a decent bottle in your room."
Wen Ruo raised his mouth, revealing a smile, slowly holding his big palm, sounding like a clear spring: "... That day scared you?"
Lou Jiaruo looked at her in silence, and the narrow and long phoenix was deep and quiet, and for a long time, she gently said: "It is not terrified... it is a soul flying."
As if the temperature was half-baked, she only looked out her arms, and if she had a good look, she leaned over to her. She wrapped around his neck and kissed him gently on his chin.
Lou Jiaru sighed, grabbed her body and tightened her arms, as long as she was all well.
When spring came to summer, the seasonal flowers of the temple of Zhaoyi Palace were changed in batches and batches. Unconsciously, it was time for Wen Ruo to be a book.
In the sheet of the sheet metal, there are rows of jewellery ornaments, and there is actually a new hand-made wig. "This is made with the long hair of the daughter of the best hair, and the girl is touching it. "Forsythia's eyes are bright and eager to try."
"Don't look at it, I don't wear that thing." Wen Rui only glanced at it and refused. She didn't have hair, she didn't need to use other people's color to add color. Besides, this set of things will add a gold beaded jade ornament, which is tired and heavy and not breathable. Why don't you find yourself uncomfortable?
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