Chapter 310

What's the secret in the sedan chair? She is looking forward to it.

The sound of neat footsteps behind her is getting farther and farther. However, Qingfeng's heart still can't hold on to itself. It's beating violently. Just now, Zhen Zhen's dull hum scared her out of her wits. Qingfeng dare not look at the figure in the deep of the soft sedan chair. The clothes of the palace maids on her body have been wet with sweat. The blood oozing from her legs has infected the dark red skirt into a shocking black red. The slender ten fingers cling to the cushion under her body. Her joints are white, and her eyes are staring at the car roof without focus. Her face is pale and blue. Poria Ling was afraid that she could not help shouting on the way, so that she bit a white cloth towel in her mouth, the clenched teeth made the blue tendons burst on her neck, and several times, Qingfeng felt that she would not be able to breathe.

The smell of blood makes Qingfeng retch in advance. He holds his collar by his hand and gives birth to the suffocating panic. Fortunately, Qingfeng hall soon arrived. She heard Poria running into the hall and said to the sedan chair man, "take it to the steps."

The sedan chair just landed, tuckahoe immediately said: "you back down."

Eight people looked at each other, all of them were inexplicable, but they didn't stay much, and went out of the hall.

Such a big soft sedan chair was directly carried to the door of the room. All the palace people who had been guarding the small courtyard ran out. Lan'er looked at the soft sedan chair curiously and asked, "sister tuckahoe, what's wrong with that?"

"Today's celebration is too noisy outside. The Lord is not comfortable. The LORD said that you have been working hard these days. It's hard to be busy today. Go and watch it." Tuckahoe went up without letting her go up the steps.

The master is not comfortable. Do they go out to watch the activity as slaves? Lan'er laughs: "here Not good. "

"There's nothing wrong. The master needs to be quiet. Go out." Zhen Zhen has a hard time giving birth. It's almost half an hour now. I don't know how it is. These people are still clubbing here. Fu Ling is in a hurry. He says in a cold voice: "not yet!"

The always gentle tuckahoe suddenly changed her face, and the timid maid shrank her neck. Lan'er, who has been scolded like this, is annoyed and runs out with a snort. Feeling the cold eyes of tuckahoe looking at her, Xia Yin immediately went out of the palace. The other eunuchs looked at each other, but they didn't dare not to leave, and they didn't dare to disobey what she said, even if she was not in the soft sedan chair.

When all the palace members were gone, tuckahoe said to Ruyi, who was stunned aside, "lock the front and the side."

"Oh." Back to God, Ruyi rushes to close the door.

There was no movement in the soft car. Tuckahoe gently lifted the car curtain and whispered, "master?"

When the soft car came down, Qingfeng turned to check Zhen Zhen Zhen's situation. The person who was hard to breathe suddenly stopped. He lay there quietly, his eyes still open, but there was no expression. Qingfeng was scared to take off the white towel she was biting, but she still opened her mouth slightly, but no longer inhaled violently. Qingfeng's heart was like a sudden stumbling in his throat, and he forgot to breathe. Shaking hands slowly extended to Zhen Zhen Zhen's nose, and felt that there was a weak breath flowing, so Qingfeng breathed heavily.

At this time, the voice of Poria cocos sounded outside the car. Qingfeng raised his voice and said, "come and help me to help her to the bed."

Tuckahoe climbs into the soft car and is also shocked by Zhen Zhen Zhen's tragic situation. Confirm that she is still alive. They use their hands and feet to move out Zhen Zhen Zhen, who is already confused. Qingfeng is pregnant. Tuckahoe is just a thin woman. They drag her half for a while before they get Zhen Zhen Zhen to the position of the car curtain, but they are tired and panting.

"Good luck!"

Ruyi closes the door, hears the cry of Qingfeng, and rushes to see the scene in front of the soft sedan chair. Ruyi's whole body is frozen there. She guesses that there must be something strange in the soft sedan chair, but she doesn't expect that there is a pregnant woman in the soft sedan chair. Moreover, this person is the huifei who has been put into the cold palace!

How could Princess Hui be pregnant? Is it the emperor's child? Then why does it appear here again? What is the relationship between her and Qingfeng, which makes Qingfeng take such a big risk? Confused in his mind, Ruyi takes a breath of cool air after seeing the brown and red blood stains on the skirt.

"Help now."

Qingfeng's cry woke up Ruyi, who was still in panic. She did not dare to think about it any more. She hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhen Zhen Zhen. The three of them worked together to get people to bed. Maybe it's because of the pulling all the way, or it's because the children in the stomach are struggling inside. Zhen Zhen Zhen, who seems to have fainted, woke up again and began to groan for pain. He waved his hands randomly and panted for breath.

Zhen Zhen Zhen finally has some spirit. Qingfeng says urgently, "how about stable grandma?"

"I have her and dancer waiting at the side door." Poria said back and ran out of the hospital.

Hold Zhen Zhen's hand, don't let her hurt herself, and settle down a little. Qingfeng says to Ruyi, who is already scared: "Ruyi, close all the doors and windows, and prepare the hot water."

"Oh, yes." Ruyi hurriedly closes the window and closes the door. The person in bed suddenly shouts, "ah!"

The painful cry and uncontrollable wriggle made Qingfeng not know what to do, so he could only say in a hurry: "Zhen Zhen, you have to hold on! Didn't you say you wanted a blood relationship with him? If you don't hold on, you and the children will be finished! "

Zhen Zhen Zhen suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "I want this child to save me Help me... "

The intermittent voice is like a knife, stabbing people from time to time, knowing that she can hear her voice, Qingfeng immediately replied: "I know I know that the royal doctor is coming, you and the child will be OK, you must hold on!" The wrist hurts badly, but Qingfeng's heart is not so flustered when he is in the soft car. At least Zhen Zhen Zhen has the strength to catch her.

"Master, here comes the stable woman and the Lin royal doctor." When the door was pushed open, tuckahoe rushed in with several people. The first one running to the edge of the bed was dancing.

"Master? How are you? Don't scare the dancers! " Not only does dancing make her legs soft, but Zhen Zhen Zhen's miserable situation now will frighten anyone who sees it.

"What are you two doing there? What do you need to do now! She... It's almost over. " Zhen Zhen's hands are not as cold as words. Qingfeng doesn't know medical skills, but she can feel that her life is losing a little.

Lin Feng hurriedly opened the mahogany medicine box, took out a hundred year old ginseng tablet and handed it to Qingfeng, saying, "give it to her under the tip of your tongue."

Qingfeng holds the tablet and looks at Zhen Zhen, who is in a trance again. If you are not careful, what can you do if the tablet is stuck in your throat? Staring at Lin Feng, Qingfeng said: "she has to open her mouth to exhale because of the pain. How can she contain it?"

Lin Feng turned out a red bottle in the medicine box and put it into tuckahoe's hand: "then sprinkle it under the tip of her tongue." Then he found something in the medicine chest.

Tuckahoe unplugged medicine plug, smelled, said to green maple: "it is ginseng powder."

Now I can't control so much. Qingfeng pinches Zhen Zhen Zhen's chin. Poria carefully sprinkles a little powder under her tongue.

"Hot water, hot water!" Ruyi rushes in with a large basin of hot water, and wenpo takes the hot water and says, "you need some clean soft cloth towels."

"Oh, oh." Ruyi runs out again.

Lin Feng finally found a long cloth belt, opened it and put a long, short, thin silver needle. When he came to Zhen Zhen, Lin Feng said to the stable woman behind him, "I'll give her a needle to induce labor, and you will deliver the baby."

"Yes." Dystocia was a matter of nine deaths, but now there is a royal doctor present, and her heart is more stable, so she immediately begins to prepare for delivery.

As he pulled out the silver needle, Lin Feng explained: "find someone to hold her shoulder and don't let her move."

"Good." Green maple didn't think much, he reached out and pressed Zhen Zhen Zhen's shoulder.

The dancer stepped forward and said, "Niang, let the maidservant come." The owner of his family scratched several deep bruises on Qingfeng's wrist. Qingfeng's forehead was also covered with thin sweat. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his bulging stomach was particularly obvious. Wuer is grateful to Qingfeng, but she doesn't understand why she did it.

Thinking that he was pregnant, Qingfeng nodded to get up and let her sit at the head of the bed.

Lin Feng gave the needle, but he didn't know which acupoints he had pricked. Zhen Zhen Zhen, who was already weak in the bed, suddenly cried out, so powerful that she could hardly hold it.

Wenpo was even more anxious. She encouraged and cried out: "use your strength, and then use your strength! It will be ready in a minute! "

Originally it was a spacious inner room, because the doors and windows were closed tightly, it was crowded and suffocating. With the midwifery of wenpo and the cry of Zhen Zhen Zhen, Qingfeng felt that his stomach was also throbbing. Poria cocos carefully found the abnormal shape of green maple, said: "master, you go outside and wait, there are many people here."

Qingfeng did not dare to stay any longer. She was helped out by Poria cocos, and sat down on the soft collapse outside. Then, Qingfeng asked, "is the journey going well?"

"Don't worry, master. I didn't meet the guards when I came here. My maid asked the sedan bearer to carry the soft sedan to the intersection outside the cold palace, but I didn't go in. After supporting the sedan bearer, I helped Hui Fei into the sedan. The weight of the sedan chair carried by eight people plus one person should not make them feel anything. Even if they feel strange in the middle, they will not know what happened. "

While back to the words of green maple, tuckahoe side to her pulse, pulse some chaos, fortunately, nothing important.

There was a drum sound in the distance. Every time, it was vigorous and powerful. The ceremony didn't end so quickly. There was a dinner party at night. A lot of things could hold Yan Hongtian and Xin Yuening back. By contrast, it's much safer here than the cold palace. As long as the child is born safely, the later things are easy to say.

"Ah --"

there was another cry of Zhen Zhen Zhen's pain in the inner room. Qingfeng was shocked. "You, go in and help." Poria cocos is a medical woman, who knows some medical skills. It should be more helpful than dancing and Ruyi.

"But..."

Qingfeng smiled a little, though reluctantly, "don't worry, I'm ok, just some Fear. I hope both of them will survive. Go quickly. "

"Well." Tuckahoe nodded gently and walked around the screen into the inner room.

"Use some more power and you'll be out in a minute!"

"Master, you have to hold on..."

"Force..."

Qingfeng was half lying on the soft collapse, looking at the chaos inside the screen. It turned out that it was such a terrible thing to have a baby. He stroked his aching stomach again and felt his limbs cold.

Qingfeng didn't know how long he had been struggling like this. He saw Ruyi bring hot water back and forth several times. Finally, he heard a relieved low cry from the inner room: "born!"

Born? Qingfengchu stood up and hurried into the inner room. She saw that wenpo was holding a small baby with bloodstains