Chapter 72

Song song's work and rest rule is that he only listens to but does not speak about everything, at least in front of people.

Although the daily living man is responsible for recording Li Xiao's words and deeds all day long, he can't go in and out of the inner room of the Queen's back hall. Even if he is a man, he should avoid suspicion that he is his Majesty's person.

Song song never discusses political affairs with Li Xiao outside, but when there are only two people, Li Xiao will coax him into saying something.

As his body became heavier and heavier, the weather became hotter and hotter. Li Xiao would help him take a bath if he didn't allow others to touch him.

Song song refused under the pretext that Li Xiao was busy, so Li Xiao asked him to deal with the Court Affairs with him, and song song song had nothing to say.

"I hear song song song is gone." After taking a bath, song song song put on a big absorbent blanket and put his long wet hair on it. Li Xiao asked him to sit down and slowly wipe it with a towel. He said, "it seems that he has gone all the way north. It's estimated that he will walk for some days."

Song song said, Li Xiao came up to him and said softly, "if you are not happy, I will send someone to kill him."

"It's not in your Majesty's way."

"Is it?"

"If you really want to help me deal with him, you won't ask me what I think. You've already dealt with him. It must be useful for you to keep him."

Li Xiao didn't follow his words. Song song song looked at him. He was a little strange, but he had a comfortable life and didn't want to pay attention to those bad things, so he didn't ask much.

Li Xiao dried his hair and bent over to pinch his swollen calf.

Song song suffered a lot when he was pregnant in his previous life, but I don't know whether it was related to his mood in this life. Pregnancy and vomiting didn't last until the birth of his child. As early as a month ago, he ate Manika.

He looked down at the man's handsome eyebrows, and his heart softened: "in fact, your majesty doesn't have to do this."

"Does song'er want the maid in waiting on him?"

Song song laughed: "how can you be jealous with everyone?"

Li Xiao laughs and doesn't say much, but his expression is slightly displeased. Song song pursed his mouth, suddenly pulled his leg, and his leg slipped away from the man's hand. He caught his ankle, and the man said, "don't make trouble."

"If you are so busy, leave me alone."

"I'm very busy."

His palms were soft and powerful. Song song not only relieved the swelling of his legs, but also felt happy. When Li Xiao held him to the bed, song song song suddenly called him, "Your Majesty."

"Well?"

It was cool to put ice in the room, so he covered song song song with a thin quilt. When he looked up, he suddenly held his face in his hands, and song song song gave him a kiss on the lip.

Li Xiao's expression became tender, and song song song took back his hand and said, "I'll read for a while, and I'll wait for you to sleep later."

"Good."

Li Xiao said that and suddenly kisses him back. His kisses are always aggressive. Song song song's relatives can't breathe, so he is not easy to let go, and his face is red.

Li Xiao looked at him, and suddenly he wanted to bully him. Song song pushed him quickly: "OK."

It's not a good ending to let him go on.

Song song always felt that his eyes staring at his stomach were full of hidden hostility. Although it was not obvious, it was still enough to make people feel that Li Xiao was probably the person who most wanted the little prince to be born soon besides himself.

As the day drew near, Ji Ying began to see him regularly. He seemed to be very obsessed with the fact that he personally took his father's birth.

Every time after seeing a doctor, Li Xiao would announce that he would go to ask questions, the contents of which were similar. They all asked him whether song song song could give birth smoothly and whether there would be any problems.

Despite Ji Ying's repeated guarantees and song song song's experience of natural childbirth in his previous life, he still has a dark look that he can't let go of. As the due date of the little prince approaches, he becomes more and more full-bodied.

If song song knew him well, he was not a worm in his stomach. He could not fully understand what he was thinking.

In August, the sun was very hot at noon. In the afternoon, when there was no wind, it was also hot. It was rare that there was a continuous drizzle. Song song song habitually walked around the yard in the afternoon.

As a result, just as he was climbing the stairs, suddenly a slip occurred at his feet and he was helped by the quick eyed housekeeper Qi. But then there was a pain in his abdomen.

Someone yelled: "go to Taiyi! Call doctor Ji, too

Soon after he was carried to bed by hand, Li Xiao strode in.

No one dares to try to stop him in the name of producing filth, so song song seizes his outstretched hand, sweating with pain, and comforts him: "it's OK, don't worry."

Li Xiao didn't say anything, just holding his hand with restraint.

Song song inhaled gently. The so-called holy medicine could not only change his constitution, but also his body structure. Li Xiao looked at him without blinking. Song song song's forehead sweated down one after another. His body twitched slightly and grasped his hand in turn.This moment time passes very slowly suddenly, song song song has no time to distract to look at Li Xiao's situation, his whole heart is in the belly of the child.

It was natural labor, but it took three hours to get down.

People in the palace knelt down one after another: "congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to your majesty, you are a little prince!"

The baby's cry rang in his ears. Song song song finally showed a relieved smile. His long black hair cluttered on his face, and his face became pale. He couldn't wait to stretch out his hand: "show me, show me."

The palace man quickly hugs the child. Song song holds the child in his arms with trembling fingers and looks at his wrinkled face. His heart suddenly gushes with extremely complex emotions, and his eyes are slightly swollen.

"It's him, your majesty." He wept with joy and raised his eyes to look at the people around him, only to find that Li Xiao's eyes were staring at him. His hand was pinched on one side of the mattress, which had been torn.

Song song's heart thumped and said, "Your Majesty?"

Ji Ying, who is cleaning his hands, looks up at Li Xiao and shouts, "Your Majesty?"

Song song's secret way is not good. He reaches out his hand to hand over the child and says, "take him out."

He propped up and touched Li Xiao's face with his hand. The latter's eyes finally moved. He looked at song song song's fingers and his lips moved -

song song song song song song didn't hear anything.

"I'm fine." Song song's expert shook in front of him and asked him to move his eyes again. His lips were pale and he said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you see, I'm really fine."

He tentatively touched Li Xiao's hand and carefully pulled his five fingers off the mattress. Li Xiao's eyes were still looking at him. Song song song slowly reached out and hugged him. Only then did he find that his body was shaking uncontrollably. The amplitude was so small that it was almost impossible to feel without touching him.

Song song patted his back and called several times. Li Xiao suddenly moved. He took a towel and dipped it in hot water. He bent over to wipe the blood on song song song's body. Song song song was wiped by him. Li Xiao went to see the pool of blood on the bed. Song song song quickly kicked the quilt to cover it, but he still picked it up.

Li Xiao takes a blanket to wrap him, holds him away from the blood stained bed, and sits quietly on the soft bed on one side. He moves very tightly, but he also keeps a sense of propriety. It's just the posture song song song can't get away from, like holding a straw.

He looked straight at the bed for a long time. His eyes drew back from the bloodstain and looked down at song song. Song song song laughed at him again. Then he leaned over and kissed his lips. "Your Majesty, look at me. I'm really good. Are you not happy that the little prince is born?"

Li Xiao pursed his lips, his eyes suddenly flashed, he opened his mouth again, his lips wriggled, but song song song still didn't hear it.

He suddenly realized what, the facial expression suddenly a change, forced to embrace Li Xiao.

He repressed the fear in his heart and murmured, "don't be nervous. It's only temporary."

For the time being He lost his voice.

He said, "Your Majesty, hold me tight."

Li Xiao quietly holds him, no other action, song song song did not want to cry.

Not only lost his voice, Li Xiao couldn't even hear him.

Song song takes a strong breath, but his body shakes uncontrollably. Li Xiao tightens his arm and pats him on the back. His soft lips touch his ears, as if to comfort him.

Where Li Xiao can't see, song song song raises his hand to wipe away the tears that just rolled out of his eyes, calms down again, and looks at Li Xiao's eyes. He reaches Li Xiao's forehead, sobs, and says, "it's OK. It's OK. Don't be nervous. Just relax and sit here. I'll go out to find Ji Ying and let him come to see you."

Li Xiao looks at his lips. Song song song slows down and exaggerates his lips: "I, go out, find Ji Ying."

He is ready to slide down from Li Xiao, but he hugs him again. Song song song interprets the movement of his lips: "wind."

It's windy outside. He's just finished giving birth. It's easy to get cold when he goes out.

Song song flattened his mouth, hugged him again and cried, "Mr. Ji!"

The door was quickly pushed open. Ji Ying came in. Song song song said, "come here and show him."

"He won't do it, will he?"

"He's sober."

Ji Ying looks at Li Xiao quietly looking at song song song. He feels that he is not very sober. He approaches tentatively. Li Xiao suddenly hugs song song song song tightly again and looks at him with gloomy eyes.

Ji Ying immediately raised her hands to show her innocence. While observing Li Xiao, she asked song song song, "are you sure he's ok?"

"Something happened." Song song couldn't bear tears: "it seems that he can't hear me, and he can't speak."

Ji Ying was stunned for a moment and said, "you pass his hand over."

Song song gently rubbed Li Xiao with his cheek, asked him to move his eyes to himself, then came to take his hand and said, "let him have a look, your majesty, be good, quick."

Under his repeated light coax, Li Xiao finally stretched out his hand. Ji Ying looked at his face and put his hand on his pulse from a distance. He said: "his pulse is a little confused. It should be the transient aphasia caused by excessive tension. Let's prescribe some medicine.""Will it be all right?"

Ji Ying quickly drew back his hand, retreated for a few steps, frowned and said: "normally, it should be ok now, but there is madness in his body. It's easy to disturb his nerves. It's not impossible to be deaf and dumb all his life because of this stimulation."

Song song flurried to see Li Xiao, who continued to be silent.

Song song went to see Ji Ying again in a hurry: "you are a miracle doctor. You can cure him."

"It's hard to say." Ji Ying took another look at Li Xiao, frowning more tightly, "I said, don't you have a child to stimulate him like this? Isn't that a great thing? "

Song song looked at Li Xiao guiltily, put his forehead on him, and said in tears, "I don't want any more children."

Li Xiao Mou son suddenly again is a flash, ear moved to move. A mouth, and then suddenly thought of something, and tightly closed.

Ji Ying couldn't help it either. He said, "I'll go back and look at the books and open two stable houses. Take care of him first and don't let him be stimulated any more."

Song song nodded his head in a hurry. He could not even care about his newborn child. He coaxed Li Xiao with a soft voice and indirectly comforted himself: "don't be afraid, it will be OK."

The author has something to say:

scheming the way for emperors and children to compete for favor.

Crazy: this wave is steady.

Baby:?

PS, it's true that there's too much stimulation and short-term loss of voice.