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Chapter 690 Giving birth

 "Why are you here!"

Ignoring the passers-by on the street, Xiao Linglong threw herself directly into Zhao Kang's arms.

It attracted the attention of passersby on the street. The men on the street beat their chests one by one. Although they couldn't see the woman's face clearly, she looked like a top-notch beauty with her figure alone!

He actually threw himself into the arms of that brat on the street. How on earth is this guy worse than him?

Touching the smooth long hair of Her Majesty the Empress, Zhao Kang smiled and hugged the woman in his arms tightly, saying softly, "Follow your heart."

No matter what, when this woman appeared in front of him, everything was doomed.

Xiao Linglong raised her head and blinked in confusion. Zhao Kang smiled gently and said softly, "I have found my true self."

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Zhao Kang did not explain his current state. This kind of trivial matter was not very important compared to being gentle with his woman.

The two of them returned to Wu Mansion all the way, where the servants had already prepared dinner.

Cao Bailu is already able to go to the fields, and she doesn't look shy.

A family of six sat around the table talking and laughing.

After dinner, Xiao Linglong picked up the box she had just carried when she left the palace.

"Yufeng, I asked the imperial doctor to prescribe a new anti-fetal medicine here. I'll have my servants fry it for Xinyi to take."

"I'll do it myself, those servants won't be too worried about it," Qin Yufeng said.

Xiao Linglong: "That's true."

Wu Xinyi apologized, "It doesn't have to be like this."

At this moment, Her Majesty the Empress showed her ladylike demeanor, and said angrily, "This is as it should be. Xinyi, don't forget that what you are carrying is his child. With such a useless little piece of trash like him, the few of us can still survive."

I don’t know if it will last until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.”

"So, it's up to you to carry on the family lineage of the Zhao family!"

Zhao Kang immediately cried out in dissatisfaction, "Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by useless little garbage! Old Cao, tell me! Wasn't it last night?"

It was you who couldn't bear it and begged for mercy first!"

Cao Bailu rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.

Ye Hongxue chuckled and said, "He doesn't want to carry on the family line. This morning he even said that he wanted Xinyi to give him a daughter. He said that it would be difficult to control a boy."

"That's right. Girls are so cute. From now on, you all will give birth to girls for me! How much do you have to receive as gifts when you marry your daughter?"

Listening to Zhao Kang's outrageous speech, Xiao Linglong wanted to give him a kick, "You want to have a daughter just to ask for more betrothal gifts in the future, right?"

"Just kidding." Zhao Kang coughed twice.

After chatting for a while, the women set up the dragon gate formation in the yard. The ancients were always in short supply of spiritual entertainment.

Zhao Kang went to the study to write down the plan in his mind.

After it was completely dark, Her Majesty the Empress snuck out of the study and threw her into the room to hand over the official rations.

For three days in a row.

When Xiao Xuance finished his work and came to see his dear old Zhao, he found that there was not even a trace of blood on his good brother's face.

"Damn it, Old Zhao, have you been sucked dry?"

Zhao Kang stuffed tobacco into Cao Bailu's pipe, lit it and took a puff. After exhaling the smoke, he raised his head and said seriously, "Xuan Ce, my brother has come here to advise you, don't ask for too much from your wife."

His Highness the Prince was a little disdainful and laughed narrowly, "I think it's Old Zhao who can't do it, right? In the future, we will need three thousand beauties in the three palaces and six courtyards. Don't compare me with you! Are you worthy?"

"Children are children after all. Bro, even the masters in the middle level of first and third grade can handle it. Are you the only one?"

Zhao Kang shook his head and puffed out smoke. Lao Cao no longer smoked this thing, so he asked for it.

Especially these days, it gave him a lot of psychological comfort.

There is no way, although Mr. Zhao can be said to be a famous general in the world, his opponents in the past three days are not simple.

After losing three games in a row, he could only smoke to comfort himself.

This is probably the most leisurely time I have ever had since entering the imperial capital.

There are no annoying official duties, no big things to worry about, just playing mahjong with a few women, chatting and bragging, the days go by happily.

Even Zhao Kang was a little reluctant to live such a fairy life and wanted to retire.

Heavy snow fell, turning the entire imperial capital into a blanket of silver.

It was cold weather, but Zhao Kang was sweating profusely.

Next to them, Qin Yufeng, Xiao Linglong, Ye Hongxue and Cao Bailu looked equally nervous. Xiao Xuance and Wu Qingluan were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Six people were under the eaves of a room. Listening to the painful screams coming from the room, Zhao Kang wanted to break open the door and rush in several times.

Today was the day Wu Xinyi gave birth, and even though Zhao Kang was used to big scenes, he couldn't sit still at this moment.

I can't tolerate him not being afraid!

As the saying goes, there is no difference between a woman giving birth to a child and wandering around the door of hell. Especially in an era when medical and health care is so backward, he can't feel at ease.

At this moment, he was spinning around like a headless fly.

"Xinyi will be fine, and she will get through it for you."

Seeing that he was so nervous and his forehead was covered with sweat on a cold day, Ye Hongxue took his hand and comforted him softly.

"Have you given birth? Have you given birth?"

A young man broke in from outside. He was Wu Xinyi's younger brother, Wu Longli, who had rushed back from other places.

"Guo, no, it's my brother-in-law. Has the eldest sister given birth?"

Wu Longli quickly changed his words, and Zhao Kang shook his head dully, praying in his heart that nothing would happen to him.

Suddenly the door of the delivery room was opened, and Po Wen shouted excitedly, "I'm giving birth! I'm giving birth! Congratulations to the master on the birth of a son! Mother and child are safe!"

Xiao Linglong was filled with joy! Qin Yufeng cried with joy, "God bless you!"

Ye Hongxue was also relieved and a little excited, and Cao Bailu was even more envious.

Zhao Kang didn't even listen to what Po Wen said and rushed into the room.

I saw the woman on the bed, her hair wet with sweat, her face pale but trying to open her eyes wide, and a baby in the bed next to her was crying loudly.

"Xinyi!"

Zhao Kang fell down beside the bed and held the woman's hand tightly.

"Husband, I finally gave birth to a child for you!" Wu Xinyi cried excitedly.

Zhao Kang kissed the back of the woman's hand, tears welling up in his eyes at this moment. Wu Xinyi stayed in the delivery room for a full two hours.

He was so worried outside. Several times he was afraid of massive bleeding and difficulty in giving birth, like in a bloody TV show, where he wouldn't even be able to get a blood transfusion.

Fortunately, God did not torture him like this. Thank God!

Xiao Linglong and others also rushed in, and Wu Qingluan even shouted, "Where is my nephew? Let me see!"

Wu Xinyi forced herself to sit up, and the people on the side quickly picked up the child who was still crying.

"Husband, would you like to give the child a name?" the woman said expectantly.

Only then did Zhao Kang look at his first child. He looked at Po Wen and asked, "A boy?"

Po Wen smiled broadly and said, "Yes, boy!"

When Zhao Kang heard this, he curled his lips and said, "That's fine, just call Zhao Fugui, or Zhao Dapao."

Wu Xinyi, who was weak on the bed, almost jumped up and strangled him to death.


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