The child was soon carried out, wrapped in a bundle of swaddling clothes.
The old granny held it up for Morong Gan to see, "Congratulations, Your Highness. You're a little gongzi!"
He glanced at it in a hurry, and it was hard to tell what it felt like. His little face was flushed and wrinkled like a little red mouse. He frowned in disgust. It was truly not worth it to risk his wife's life just for this little thing. He leaned against the door frame and looked inside, asking again and again, "What about the princess? Is the princess well? Why can't I hear her? "
Old grandma: "…" Was there anyone in this world that was a father? Looking at his own son was like looking at a bunch of cabbages, his thoughts were all on his wife.
"Don't worry, your highness. The wangfei is fine. She's very tired and is currently lying down to rest. She'll catch her breath in a while."
Morong Gan heard the last sentence, and immediately exploded: "I caught her breath, did she pass out? No wonder even the sound was gone! " He could not care too much as he rushed inside, just in time to see a woman carrying a basin of blood. She almost bumped into him, causing his body to sway, and when the blood splashed out, it gave off a fishy smell, causing his heart to clench, he looked at the blood in his eyes, seeing the blood flowing like a river, he did not even frown.
The old woman chased after him and shouted, "Your highness, you can't go in there. It's not done yet."
When Qi Hong and Lv He heard the noise, they hurriedly came out to stop him, "Master, the wangfei is asleep, come over to see her in a while."
But at this time, no one could stop him. They were all dead, and he still couldn't let them see him. He pushed them both away and stepped in front of the bed.
The person on the bed made him gasp, his heart felt as if it had been kicked hard. The pain was unbearable, he had never seen her this weak after knowing her for so long. A few wisps of wet hair stuck to his forehead, his eyes were lightly closed, his brow was slightly furrowed, his lips might have bit down hard, the skin was torn, a little blood seeped out, solidified, and had a dark red scab on it. One hand rested on the edge of the bed, fingers hanging limply down.
He bent down and gently held her hand. Her hand was a little cold and somewhat moist. He held it tightly in his palm and gently called out to her, "Qianyan, Qianyan, how are you?"
The moment Bai Qianfan fainted, she collapsed from exhaustion. Her body's condition was not bad, and after lying down for a while, she slowly recovered her strength. Coincidentally, she heard his voice and slowly opened her eyes. Is it a girl or a kid? "
"It's a son," he told her.
"Bring it here for me to see." As soon as the child came out, she fainted. She didn't even see him, and couldn't wait to see him now.
Morong Gan tried to persuade her, "Once mother takes care of it, will your child be able to run away? We'll see after you rest."
"No, I want to see it," she insisted. This was the moment she had been expecting in October, so how could she not see it?
He had no choice but to raise his voice and call for the child to be carried.
Over there, the women bathed the children and pointed to nine yellow dots. When she heard that the wangfei wanted to look after the child, she quickly tidied the child up, put on a set of small clothes, and wrapped the baby up in a new golden embroidered bun before carrying him over.
Bai Qianfan forced herself to sit up, but when she moved her body, the pain that came from her injuries caused her to hiss twice.
Morong Gan immediately held her down, "Don't move, does it hurt somewhere?"
In front of so many people, how could she say anything good? She stammered, "It's fine, it doesn't hurt too much."
Qi Hong said from the side, "Esteemed wangfei, mother said that we can't move right now, so you should just lie down.
That strike from before was indeed painful, but Bai Qianfan did not dare to move. She only raised her body a little and stared at the child without blinking. Her face was red and her eyes were closed. Her small face was not even the size of her fist. She looked at it and felt a soft pain in her heart. She murmured, "It's so beautiful!" It was her child, the flesh that had fallen from her body. There was finally someone connected to her in this world.
Morong Gan glanced at the child. Why couldn't he tell that it was just a little red-skinned mouse?
Bai Qianfan reached out to take the child. Morong Gan stopped her, "How can you have the strength to hug him now? Rest well. I heard that when you're older, you'll sit down and get sick. "
Bai Qianfan asked, "Who did you hear it from?"
"Doctor Wei." Morong Gan was not spouting nonsense. While he was waiting outside, he asked Wei Zhongqing about a lot of matters that he had to pay attention to after childbirth.
The old woman interrupted, "Your Highness is right. Once Princess Consort has rested and regained his strength, we can carry Heir."
Morong Gan waved his hands, "That's enough, carry the child away. Princess Hua-Yang has seen him."
Bai Qianfan said, "Where are you going? When he's hungry, I have to feed him. "
"Princess, have you forgotten that we have a wet nurse here? You don't have to feed her yourself."
had disagreed with his decision even then. If he could feed his own mother, why would he let others feed her?
But the Head Steward had his own way of doing things, saying, "Looking at the entire East Yue, not to mention the dignified Prince Chu Palace, even if it's an average rich family, the Young Grandmother doesn't have a family that can personally feed their own child. They all want to get a wet nurse, for those who are generous, they need to get two or three wet nurses.
She thought it was strange, "Why are you treating so many people? Isn't one of them enough to eat? "As they fed the milk, the nurse stood in a row, each taking a sip of it.
The Head Steward said, "What I want is to show off." In the end, he didn't care about her objection and invited his back.
She was afraid that she would be tired, hearing that children did not have rules for drinking milk, eating whatever they wanted, hungry in the middle of the night, eating at the middle of the night, letting them not sleep well, furthermore, if she took the child with her, the two of them would be together during the day, and at night, what would he do? Wasn't he forced out? Therefore, he firmly opposed it.
Bai Qianfan was still weak and didn't have the strength to fight with him, so she could only watch as the child was carried away.
Morong Gan spent the rest of the people, and asked Head Steward to give them the money. After that, they left, leaving the room only the two of them.
Because Bai Qianfan felt that sshe had completed a grand feat, he was ecstatic and smiled at him.
Previously, when there was someone in the room, Morong Gan had endured it the entire time. At this time, he had already endured it to the limit, the sadness was so intense and fierce, he was unable to restrain himself, he grabbed her hand and put it on his face, "Thank you for your hard work." His voice was choked with sobs and his vision blurred.
Lil 'White found it funny. "Don't be like that. If you don't make people laugh, then the child won't cry. You cry first."
He wasn't afraid of her making fun of him. He grabbed her hand and moved it up to cover his eyes. Bai Qianfan felt tears flowing out from her eyes, and was shocked, "My prince, please don't do this, I am fine, the child has also safely landed on the ground, us three, our lives will be more prosperous, please don't cry."
This was the second time he had cried in front of Bai Qianfan. Compared to the first time, this was the second time he was feeling embarrassed, and it was also his second time letting it go. He turned his face and wiped his tears away with his sleeves, then turned his head back and said with a determined face, "We have agreed to give birth to this one, there won't be a second time."
Bai Qianfan glanced at him faintly, "With your diligence, what will you do if I get pregnant again?"
He didn't expect that she would kick the ball back to him, so he was momentarily speechless. After a long while, he dejectedly said, "At least there's a way."