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Chapter 1509: Birth Twelve

"What's going on? Why was the child born? Why didn't you hear the child's cry?" Danqing asked anxiously, which child was not born crying? How...

"Because..." Wuya came to the screen with the child in his arms, told everyone about Shangguan Yuntian's crying, and made fun of him again. He only laughed so much that Shangguan Yuntian blushed again, and Lian Xier looked at

There was a narrow-mindedness in his eyes.

Even though he was smiling like this, everyone still looked at the child with worried eyes. They only thought that there might be some... uh, flaw, but no one said such words.

The anxious child put his little hand into the third uncle's hand and immediately asked him to take his pulse.

After a long time, the third uncle said: "There is nothing wrong. The little girl is in good health..."

After saying this, everyone was relieved, but they were still worried. It was the same when Xi'er couldn't see, and there was nothing wrong with it...

"Everyone, please stay away first. We have to change the clothes for the young lady." Yeyue came out to drive people away. She originally wanted to drive Shangguan Yuntian out as well. Many men are very taboo about the blood room where women give birth.

However, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was almost kicked out by Shangguan Yuntian. In the end, Yeyue could only hold the child and wait outside the screen. Shangguan Yuntian took care of everything about Xi'er.

After changing clothes, Shangguan Yuntian held Xi'er in his arms again. Ren Yeyue changed the bed again before putting her back on the bed. Only then did the two of them remember that they wanted to see their daughter.

"Madam, why isn't she crying?" Shangguan Yuntian looked at his daughter who was sleeping peacefully, and gently placed her beside Xi'er. He also propped up his chin and looked at the mother and daughter.

Xi'er glanced at the baby and chuckled, "Isn't it better not to cry?" Meng Po's tears could not be shed easily. They were the main ingredient in Meng Po's soup... When she left Hentian

All her tears had been snatched away by the King of Hell before. Otherwise, there would be no Meng Po Tang in the underworld in the next few hundred years...

"It's better not to cry. It's better not to cry. Let her be happy. She will never shed tears in her life, and she will only smile happily." Shangguan Yuntian nodded immediately. No matter what Xi'er said now, he would say yes.


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