"You can call me Qi Aunt." The woman spoke, and her elegant voice slowly reached Murong Feixue's ears.
As she spoke, a smile finally broke out on the face of the woman named Qi Yi. However, this smile seemed ethereal no matter how you looked at it. She seemed to have looked down upon everything and seen through the world. Such a noble and unrealistic smile. Such a temperament.
, it seems that she is not from Ziyun Continent.
All doubts came to an abrupt end after a burst of severe pain.
Murong Feixue was horrified to find that her numb body could feel pain again under Qi Aunt's hand. Her strength and consciousness had also recovered a lot. Immediately afterwards, Qi Aunt continued to caress her chest downwards with one hand.
Although there was no actual contact, it seemed like a real push. Murong Feixue could clearly feel the ball in her stomach being forced to move downward.
"Wow wow wow..." The child's sharp cry sounded from underneath him.
Murong Feixue's eyes turned red instantly, the baby was born! Finally she was born...
As the child's cry rang out, Qi Aunt also lifted the restrictions on the midwives, palace maids and Huahua so that they could come forward to help Murong Feixue take care of herself. But she stood beside Murong Feixue as if nothing was wrong.
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He whispered into her ear: "It's a boy. He's very cute. You are very lucky..."
"Thank you..." Murong Feixue replied sincerely. Although she could not get up, she did not fall into a coma. All this was thanks to this Aunt Qi who appeared out of nowhere.
Aunt Qi did not reply to Murong Feixue's gratitude. She just nodded and turned around and left the room. She came and went in a hurry, without any concern...
Huahua held the newborn baby in her arms and came to Murong Feixue with a look of joy on her face. She showed the child to Murong Feixue. She was so excited that she said incoherently: "Queen, you are the prince! Such handsome features, oh... so...
I didn’t show it to the emperor! Huahua is going to show the emperor the little prince now..."
Seeing Huahua happily carrying out the little prince Long Fei, Murong Feixue didn't know why, but she always felt as if she was about to lose something. She was terrified. After the midwife gave her a brief treatment, she just ignored her.
He stopped him and chased him to the palace gate.
On a snowy night, several of his guards were all around the courtyard holding palace lanterns. Long Ming and the woman who claimed to be the seventh aunt were standing facing each other. Wherever they looked, the infant child suddenly jumped up.
In mid-air, two people were fighting for it.
"What are you doing?" Murong Feixue shouted, using almost all his strength.
Huahua, who was lying on the ground, found out that Murong Feixue had just come out. She immediately endured the pain all over her body, gritted her teeth and climbed up to support her. When she turned around, she saw Huahua's face stained with tears.
"Your Majesty, that seventh aunt said that she deserved the child and insisted on taking the child away. She refused to give anything else from the emperor, so she took it away..."
After listening to Huahua's words, Murong Feixue had a general idea. If she guessed correctly, the person Ming mentioned before that she wanted to invite someone should be the seventh aunt. But the seventh aunt's condition was to take away the child.
This is naturally impossible!
"Whose name is Qi Aunt? The child was conceived by me in ten months and I paid for it with my life. I can't take it away for you. It can be exchanged for anything else! If you insist on having my child, don't blame me and you.
