"Yes, yes, Xiao Xunxun, look at how lonely we are... We only have you, a woman, so you give birth to one for us! Whoever I am born is who I am!"
Nangong Xi also squinted his eyes and said.
Qianxun laughed and cried.
Whoever she looks like is who she belongs. When she thinks of this, she sweats coldly, although she really only has these few men.
But...If no one looks like him, wouldn't he betrayed?
But, forget it, these men are quite pitiful too.
So Qianxun nodded, and the men were happy, so they hoped that Qianxun would give birth to the child soon before they knew who it was.
Back to Shengxun Palace, Qianxun quietly calculated, but couldn't remember who he was with that day. He was extremely embarrassed. After returning to the hall, he quietly opened the record book. It turned out that the day was in the day,
But at noon, Feng Canglun forced him to ask for it again...
Then Zhibai came back at night... and was together again...
Qianxun was sweating profusely, but he didn't know who it was.
Oh my God, Xia Zhibai doesn't know... If it were Feng Canglun's, then he would definitely be very angry, right?
Qianxun smiled bitterly, made up his mind, and refused to have frequent relationships with so many men.
With such thoughts, ten months passed in a short time. Qianxun rarely stayed with the male concubine during pregnancy, and everything was about the child.
In the late autumn of another year, Qianxun gave birth to a baby boy for the rest of his life in pain.
The men were overjoyed.
"Xun'er, the child...the child is the prince..."
Xia Zhibai said happily, but saw Feng Canglun's eyes flashing for a moment, helpless and a little sad.
Qianxun was sweating profusely, her body was almost exhausted, her pale face and her tightly closed eyes were scared to death.
The hall was filled with blood, and the midwife and maid were busy dealing with unnecessary things.
Xia Zhibai wiped the sweat off Qianxun's forehead and then asked Feng Canglun to hug him for Qianxun to see.
"Xun'er, look at our children."
Our children?
Qianxun opened his eyes with difficulty. Xia Zhibai took the child from Feng Canglun's hand. When he saw that the child's soft short hair turned out to be white.
My skin is so red, my wrinkled face, and Is it like this for newborn babies? [
Qianxun endured the pain and asked intermittently, "Why does this look so..."