"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, you can't come in, it's bad luck..."
"Shut up! Take your life. If something happens to the princess, you are the only one to ask!" Yu Beiming shouted coldly, interrupting Po Wen.
So far, no one dares to speak out anymore
"... Yu... Bei Ming... I feel so... it hurts... ah!" Mo Xiaohuan continued to scream, and finally the pain caused her stomach to contract and she couldn't help but cry out.
"The head is out! Push harder, push harder!" Mrs. Wen was concentrating on delivering the baby at this time without having to worry about both sides.
"ah!"
Mo Xiaohuan's strength was almost gone now, but she still held on. Her thoughts began to blur. She wanted to see Yu Beiming's face clearly, she wanted to see his current expression clearly, but she couldn't.
I can't focus my eyes to see him
"Xiao Huan... baby... don't leave me, come on, I'll always be with you..." Yu Beiming's eyes began to look at her with confusion, and his consciousness became unclear. He couldn't help but feel scared, and his black eyes floated.
a layer of mist
Mo Xiaohuan's tears fell again, her pale lips trembled, and the expression on her face was painful, "Ah Yi Yi!" The last heartbreaking sound!
The child's cry came out clearly!
"I'm pregnant, Princess, it's a beautiful little princess!" Po Wen said with joy.
Give birth! Give birth!
"Baby, it's happening, our baby is born!" Yu Beiming touched her face excitedly, his big hands trembling uncontrollably.
But Mo Xiaohuan didn't respond. Her consciousness began to blur, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to speak.
Yu Beiming put his ear close to her, "... take good care of... the child..."
Tears fell down, and Mo Xiaohuan's reluctant eyes left her last look at the child she held in front of her, with a slight smile on her lips.
Yu Beiming, who could no longer hear her voice, looked up at her. When he saw that she was unconscious, he cried out in pain, "No, Xiaohuan! Don't close your eyes!"
He picked her up, without even looking at the child. He held her tightly in his arms and kept kissing her, as if she would open her eyes.
Liu Fufeng, who was outside the room, pushed open the door and rushed in. He saw Mo Xiaohuan, who had closed her eyes and was being held in Yu Beiming's arms, and said anxiously, "Beiming, let me go and see."
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Yu Beiming, who heard his voice, came to his senses as if he had been struck by lightning. He put Mo Xiaohuan back on the bed and lay down, "Hurry up, hurry up and save her!"
Liu Fufeng took Mo Xiaohuan's pulse, frowned, took out a bottle from his arms, stuffed three pills into Mo Xiaohuan's mouth, and asked her to swallow it.
"Fufeng, nothing can happen to her, nothing will happen to her!" Yu Beiming is fragile now.
Weak Liu Fufeng sighed and said feebly, "...Beiming, Princess..."
"Don't tell me that we can't be saved, I don't want to hear this!" Yu Beiming yelled, and suddenly he hugged the limp Mo Xiaohuan back into his arms.
Weak Liu Fufeng was speechless and glanced at the child held in Po Wen's arms. He walked over and took a look. The child was very beautiful. She was destined to be a beautiful child in the future, just like her mother. She was so beautiful and possessed of all kinds of charm.
The beauty of the country
Huan Pei walked in, saw Mo Xiaohuan who was lifeless, and cried out in pain, "Xiaohuan... you really just left like this, you didn't even want the child..."
At this time, the child cried. Perhaps he was infected by the sad atmosphere. The more he cried, the louder he cried, and some of the sounds were still.