"Yeah." She nodded feebly, "I won't have another baby." She really has gone through hell and never wants to have another baby. She is a modern person and does not have the ancient people's idea of having more children and more blessings. She believes that a baby needs a good education.
enough.
Jun Mo Shang sat on the edge of the bed, wiping the sweat on her forehead gently and pitifully with his big palm. Almost her whole body was trembling, "I didn't know it was so painful to give birth. Listening to your moans of pain, I want to die."
I'm worried about you...I'm worried about you, I'm really afraid that something will happen to you. Feng Jingyun, listen, you have to live well, if you die, I will never live alone!"
When Jun Youqi heard what he said, his eyes were gloomy, and the thought of killing Feng Jingyun flashed through his mind. After all, as long as she died and Jun Mo Shang couldn't survive, his great revenge would have to be avenged.
His penetrating eyes fell on the baby, that small body and cute appearance. The whole small body probably weighed only six pounds. He watched with his own eyes as Po Wen wiped the body of his newborn son.
His blood was boiling, and his heart was about to explode with joy!
Since he lost the dignity of being a man, he no longer knows what the meaning of life is. He is always pessimistic and wants to die. The birth of his son is the only happy thing for him. The only thing...
And his only blood treasure in the world was brought to him by Feng Jingyun.
He didn't want to kill her anymore.
I don't want her to die.
He loves her, love and hate are deeply intertwined and intertwined, and they can never be erased or healed.
After hearing Jun Mo Shang's words, Feng Jingyun just held his big palm and said, "Fool..." At this moment, she felt that the man she loved was back.
He stared at her steadily, his bloody pupils filled with intoxicating tenderness, "You are more important than my life."
Although Jun Youqi had known for a long time that Yun'er loved Jun Mo Shang, and he was angry that Jun Mo Shang suddenly felt good to Yun'er again, and was very jealous, but he really couldn't take his mind away from his son.
Seeing that Po Wen had wiped her son's little body clean and wrapped her son with a blanket, Jun Youqi quickly stretched out his arms, "Quick... I want to hold my son..."
"Yes." Po Wen carefully moved the baby in her arms into his arms, and Jun Youqi kept saying, "Be gentle...be gentle, my son is so young and immature..."
"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Apart from me, the midwife, you are the first person to hold the baby after he is born."
Jun Youqi was very clean, and when he picked up his son, he disliked the midwife being dirty, but in order not to hurt his son, he endured it, "So, my son looks like me, right?"
Although there was another emperor in the room, Emperor Fengxiang didn't have any objections. Naturally, Po Wen tried her best to flatter Jun Youqi, "Your Majesty, your son is just like me, he is just like you."
, looks very much like you!"
"My son is handsome and handsome. He will definitely be even prettier than me when he grows up." Jun Youqi glared jealously at Feng Jingyun who was being held by Jun Mo Shang. He deliberately glanced at Jun Mo Shang and gritted his teeth and said, "Unlike some
Humans are neither humans nor ghosts. A monster that is neither human nor ghost will definitely give birth to a little monster. If the little monster is born, it will definitely look mutilated, and people and gods will definitely be angry, and everyone will find it and kill it!"
Jun Mo Shang couldn't bear to move away from Feng Jingyun's big palm, and with the other hand filled with 100% of his true energy, he swung a palm at Jun Youqi mercilessly. Jun Youqi was shocked and quickly moved away while holding the baby in his arms.
