Chapter 884 : Ending: Ten thousand years at a glance! 4
Ending: One glance for ten thousand years! (4)
Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer, walked to the inner door in one step, raised the curtain and rushed in.
"Your Majesty!" When the ladies and elderly maids inside saw him coming in, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly came over to stop him, "Your Majesty, hurry up and get out. How can a man come in at this time?"
"Damn it!" He Lanji glared at everyone coldly, "She is my woman, shouldn't I be by her side when she is in the most painful time?!"
He was full of domineering power. No one dared to stop him. All the old women were so frightened that their legs fell to the ground. However, He Lanji had already hurried to the side of the bed and held one of Chu Tianjiao's palms. When he spoke again, his expression changed.
He's tone was as gentle as water, "Tianjiao, don't be afraid, I'm here!"
"Who is afraid!" Chu Tianjiao cast a weak glance at him, "It's just a child, what's the big deal!"
After saying this, her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and a thin layer of sweat had already broken out on her forehead and neck.
He Lanji smiled sadly, took the handkerchief handed over by the servant, and carefully wiped the sweat from her cheeks.
The pain hit him again, Chu Tianjiao frowned, and his fingers instinctively clenched the palm between his fingers, "He Lanji, you are a bastard, this little thing is also a bastard..."
There was no way he could feel the pain for her, so he just held her palm and gave her the greatest comfort, letting her curse in annoyance with a look of distress on his face.
Time passed little by little, and finally, Po Wen's startled words were heard.
"Come out, queen, use force... force..."
Chu Tianjiao held He Lanji's hand more and more tightly. The slightly pointed nails penetrated deeply into his flesh. He Lanji just ignored the stinging pain on the back of his hand. He just squatted beside her bed and let her hold and pinch him.
, a pair of eyes stared intently at her pale little face.
finally.
Accompanied by the happy voices of the nuns, a baby's cry echoed through the devil's palace.
"Your Majesty, Queen, it's a boy!"
Po Wen brought the little baby wrapped in soft red silk to He Lanji. He Lanji just glanced at the child lightly, and then turned her eyes to Chu Tianjiao's face with concern again, "Tianjiao, how are you?
?!"
"I'm fine, I'm just so tired!" Chu Tianjiao replied feebly on the pillow. Knowing that he was worried, he even touched his lips.
After confirming that she was really fine, He Lanji finally let go of her worries, and finally looked seriously at the little baby in Po Wen's arms, carefully stretched out her hands, and took the soft little ball of flesh into her palms.
The little guy was born very fat, and his hair was long. Although there were not many clues about him just after he was born, his eyes were as black as paint, which was obviously inherited from his mother.
Carefully holding him in front of Chu Tianjiao, He Lanji looked delighted, "Tianjiao, he looks a lot like you!"
Chu Tianjiao glanced sideways at the little guy in his palm, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, "You little bastard, how dare you make your mother and I hurt so much? Let's see how I deal with you when you grow up!"
The little guy was scolded, but he didn't notice it. His little mouth also raised upwards, as if he was smiling.
He carefully placed the small thing in his arms beside Chu Tianjiao. He Lanji's heart was filled with indescribable emotions. He bent down and gently hugged the little woman who was covered in sweat and her face was exhausted. His lips were filled with infinite emotions.
Pity fell on her forehead.
"Tianjiao, thank you!"
She just smiled at him and closed her eyes.
Sitting on the side of the bed, listening to her breathing getting lighter, He Lanji covered her with a thin quilt, turned around and walked to the palace door, "The queen has given birth to a child!"