Liu Zheng nodded and said to Feng Sanniang: "Xie Chan is right..."
Liu Dahao and Feng Sanniang couldn't defeat them both.
It is impossible to arrange a replacement wedding.
This grand wedding ended in nothing.
Not long after, Feng Sanniang dragged Liu Zheng up the mountain to worship Buddha.
Originally Liu Zheng didn't want to go, but he was dragged there by Feng Sanniang.
The monks on the mountain saw Liu Zheng arriving and hosted the reception in person.
The monks on the mountain lined up in two rows, waiting for Liu Zheng's arrival from afar, and even prepared a lot of so-called causes and effects for this.
It was probably some kind of deceptive trick, like conjuring a flower out of thin air or something like that.
Liu Zheng was speechless. He didn't expect that such a temple in the mountains would be so philistine.
However, Feng Sanniang liked this kind of program with a very strong meaning, so Liu Zheng didn't say much.
However, Liu Zheng met an old monk on the mountain. He said to Liu Zheng: "Almsgiver, I see that there is an evil spirit lingering around you. You must be careful these days."
Liu Zheng watched this old monk for a year, chuckled, and said lightly: "Elder, the ghosts that are haunting me are not ghosts, they are just a group of wild ghosts. They can't hurt me."
The old monk closed his eyes and said nothing more.
A few days later, Xie Chan suddenly felt something bad, and Liu Zheng hurriedly called the doctor.
On this day, Liu Zheng waited anxiously outside the house for several hours, anxiously watching the palace maid next to him bringing basins of hot water in and out.
Xie Chan's heartbreaking voice could be heard inside, and Liu Zheng was pacing back and forth anxiously outside.
Although the level of science and technology is now very advanced, the level of medical skills has not made great progress.
It is not that Liu Zheng has never led the research on antibiotics, but he knows that antibiotics have not yet been developed, and most disciplines in anatomy have not developed well.
Giving birth to a child is still a matter of going through hell.
Liu Zheng waited outside for who knows how long, and heard the sounds inside gradually weakening, until a baby's cry broke the silence outside.
Liu Zheng hurriedly walked in and looked at Xie Chan, who was lying on the bed covered in sweat.
He knelt down and held her hand tightly. Countless words were stuck in his throat. Liu Zheng didn't know how to express them. His eyes were full of worry.
Xie Chan looked at him feebly, forced a smile on her face, and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm fine, our son is born."
Liu Zheng turned his head and looked at the son held by the midwife. He took it and said, "Son, you have caused great harm to your mother."
But he saw his son blinking and still smiling at him.
Liu Zheng grinned from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears: "This child actually didn't cry and even smiled."
The midwife said from the side: "Ordinary children cry, but your child is extraordinary."
Feng Sanniang said from the side: "Our family didn't cry when Zheng'er was born."
"Liu Zheng, please go out first. Xie Chan and the child need news."
Liu Zheng nodded vigorously and retreated.
...
At this time, only a few of Long Yan's remaining royalists were killed by Liu Zheng.
Since Xie Ming's death, no emperor has been established until now, which is undoubtedly the greatest contempt for the royalists.
If this continues, the royal family will have to disappear in the long river of history.
"No matter what, we are destined to die. While we still have some appeal, we will fight with Liu Zheng!"