Fu Rong felt that he was about to give birth shortly after Xu Jin left.

She was about to give birth and she slept lightly. Before, when Xu Jin woke up early, she knew nothing about it. Recently, when Xu Jin woke up, she woke up and lay on the bed to watch him wear clothes. She watched Xu Jin leave this morning. Listening to the footsteps outside, Fu Rong closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, and then she felt something was wrong with her stomach.

Fu Rong has never given birth, but she has accompanied Fu Wan to give birth. In the past two months, she has memorized the symptoms of labor.

When the first pain came from her stomach, Fu Rong instinctively felt that she was about to give birth.

Strangely, those panic and fearful things that have passed since February were gone when they were about to give birth were gone. Fu Rong didn't know why she was so calm. She didn't call anyone and quietly listened to Lanxiang outside closing the door again. She got up late and could sleep for a while after sending Xu Jin Lanxiang. When the outside was completely calmed down, her stomach hurt again.

In fact, it doesn't hurt much, it's more like a child reminding her.

Fu Rong smiled and touched his stomach: "You have to be good later, don't bother with your mother for too long."

After saying this, Fu Rong grabbed the golden bell that was placed aside and shook it.

The ringtone was crisp, Lan Xiang's shouting was excited and nervous, which was more effective than the crowing rooster. Lights quickly lit up in the various rooms of Fuqiuyuan.

When Xu Jin came back, Fu Rong had already entered the delivery room.

"When did it start to hurt?" It was still cold in February. Xu Jin rushed over quickly. When he dismounted, his face was blown away by the wind. He followed him from the main gate of the palace to Fuqiu Courtyard. His face turned frozen and his forehead was sweating. He was reminded by Madam Wen to go to the main room to change his clothes before finally seeing someone.

He held her hand, his palms were warm, and Fu Rong suddenly felt that the pain was nothing, and replied to him softly: "I felt pain as soon as the prince left. I calculated that the prince almost left and then I asked someone to report the letter to the prince. Has the prince eaten?"

She looked calm, and Xu Jin didn't want to add pressure to her. She put away her anxiety for the time being and smiled: "Where is the mood to eat now? What about you, have you eaten breakfast?"

Fu Rong nodded and told him what he had eaten.

Xu Jin looked at her intently and found that she frowned. He knew that it was painful, but he could do nothing. He could protect her, but he could not give birth to a baby for her.

Soon, Qiao Fu Wan and others came over.

Hearing Lanxiang’s reply, Fu Rong joked with Xu Jin: “When my mother and the others come in, the prince will go out, don’t ask them to laugh at the prince. By the way, I remember when my sister gave birth to Yuanyuan, the prince laughed at the brother-in-law. I wonder if the prince will be anxious in a while?”

Xu Jin didn't know how to answer.

At that time, he did mock Liang Tong, and believed that he would wait for Fu Rong to give him a happy life. But now, he seemed calm, only he knew that his heart was beating faster and faster, and his legs couldn't help but want to tremble.

"Don't be afraid of it, I'll be guarding you outside. If you hurt, call me, don't bear it." He said considerately.

Fu Rong shook his head: "I don't have the strength to scold you, I have to accumulate energy to have a baby."

She likes to say playful words, and Xu Jin pinchs the tip of her nose in a doting way.

The young couple was making a fuss, and the three Qiao women and women outside had already arrived at the door.

Xu Jin quickly withdrew his hand and stood up, retreated a few steps outside the bed: "Mother-in-law is here, then you guys will accompany Nong Nong, I'll go outside and wait."

Qiao nodded, her eyes had already fallen on her baby daughter.

Xu Jin left the house and saw Ge Chuan standing in the corridor, lowering his head and talking to Guan Geer.

When Fu Wan gave birth to a daughter, it was the first month of the year. Fu Pinyan and Fu Chen were idle at home, so they could rush to the Liang family to wait. No matter how anxious they were today, they would not lose their jobs. Xu Jin was surprised that his mother-in-law actually brought Guan Ge'er and walked over with a smile, "Why is Guan Ge'er here?"

The six-year-old Guan brother is not good enough to grow up. He has been studying with his husband for half a year. The boy has lost the naughty and ignorance he was when he was three or four years old, and he has become more calm. When he saw Xu Jin, he said obediently: "The third sister is going to give birth to a little nephew, so I'll come and wait."

The servants of the royal palace went to the Marquis' Mansion to deliver the message. When the Guan Ge'er heard it, he insisted on coming over.

Xu Jin touched his head, looked at Ge Chuan, and couldn't help asking again: "Sir, are you sure the princess is pregnant with a son?"

The Guan Ge'er said it casually, but Ge Chuan could diagnose the incident of men and women. Xu Jin didn't tell anyone, and even Fu Rong didn't say it, for fear that she would be happy.

Ge Chuan smiled and said, "Your Majesty is wrong. I have said that I am only 70% sure, and I dare not be very sure."

For Xu Jin, 70% of the confidence is better than 50%.

Gradually, the midwife began to get busy. Mei Xianglan Xiangqinxiang and three big maids personally brought water to deliver things and started doing what the little maids usually do. Ge Chuan also waited in the delivery room early. A screen was placed inside. He was sitting behind the screen, and he was on standby at any time.

When he was about to give birth, Fu Xuan was driven out by Qiao.

Fu Xuan wanted to find his younger brother, but when she saw Gu Ge'er and Xu Jin sitting side by side in the corridor, she walked to the other side and waited.

The delivery room that Fu Rongtian entered was before dawn, and the red sun was already westward.

The yard was quiet, and only Fu Rong's uncontrollable screams kept coming out.

As early as Fu Rong's first scream, Fu Xuan led him to the front. Xu Jin sat alone in the corridor, motionless, and had not eaten lunch since morning. He looked at the red plum trees outside the corridor, and his thoughts were tossing and turning.

What should I do if something happened to Fu Rong? It is said that a woman has a baby is like breaking through the gates of hell. Xu Jin comforted Fu Rong so many times, but he was actually afraid. Fu Rong didn't know that when his mother gave birth to a sister, he was waiting in the side hall of Zhaoning Palace, away from the delivery room like Guan Ge'er, and could only hear the sound of his mother being blurred by distance.

At that time, he was eight years old and his sixth brother was three years old. He led his younger brother to wait with him.

At that time, the father had no daughter. The father said he wanted a princess and asked them whether they wanted a younger brother or a younger sister. Xu Jin had a strange disease at that time, but he still wanted a younger sister because his mother also said she liked a daughter because he already had a younger brother.

In the end, my mother gave birth to a sister for him, but...

Fu Rong's scream came from inside, like a rope tightening his heart.

Xu Jin clenched his fists.

It doesn’t matter whether the son or daughter is. Now he only hopes that she will be well, hope that she will give birth soon, so that she will not hurt...

Inside the delivery room.

Fu Rong had never felt so painful. It seemed that the night of the wedding night did not hurt now. The pain made her want to give up. She fainted like that night. If she fainted, she wouldn't know anything. But every time she was about to bear it, the pain pulled her back in time.

How could she let go?

The child she had been waiting for for two years had not yet come out. Only when she came out was she considered a real mother. She would feed him breasts like her sister raising her niece. She would wipe his butt and urinate with her hands like her mother loved her younger brother. She would also coax him to sleep like she would take care of her younger brother...

She wants to give birth to him like other mothers!

Whether it is obsession or maternal love, Fu Rong held his mother's hand tightly and took a deep breath as the midwife kept urging her...

I don’t know how many times I tried, but Fu Rong suddenly felt something slipping out of his body and his body suddenly lightened.

"Congratulations to the princess, she is a young master!"

She was drowsy and heard the midwife's congratulations, as if there were loud cries. Fu Rong couldn't help laughing, trying to open her eyes to see her son, but her eyelids were too heavy and she couldn't hold it up.

Wake up again and there was a quiet surroundings.

Fu Rong opened her eyes and the midwives who were busy at the foot of the bed before going to bed were gone. She seemed to be still in the delivery room, and she seemed to have changed her place.

"Awaken?" The hand was gently held, and the sound in my ears was familiar and dull.

Fu Rong slowly turned his head and met Xu Jin's gentle face. He sat in front of the bed. He didn't know how long he had sat there, but his eyes were filled with deep care and satisfaction. Before she could speak, the man signaled her to bow his head.

Fu Rong lowered her head and saw a big red cradle that she embroidered with her own hands beside her. A small white doll with pink inside was asleep. Her head was black and thick, her forehead was a little wrinkled, but her face was smooth and tender, and her thin two small pink lips were gently pursed, and she was sleeping soundly.

Fu Rong smiled and reached out to touch him.

Xu Jin's eyes moved with her hands and told her softly: "We have a child of seven pounds and two ounces, and we are very strong. When the midwife wiped him, he kicked his calves very vigorously. The midwife said that she hadn't encountered such a strong child in decades of delivery."

"You are the prince, of course she picked up nice words." Fu Rongke was not confused. He smiled and glanced at him, then looked down at his son, "Why can't I see who he looks like? My mother, she must know if he looks like me."

"My mother-in-law is next door, so I'll call her over? My father-in-law and the others came to the court to see you. You were sleeping soundly. They left after dinner. Come again tomorrow. My mother-in-law is worried about you and said she would spend it with you tonight."

"Is it so late?" Fu Rong said in surprise.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." She almost hurt all day long, otherwise she wouldn't have fallen asleep. Xu Jin didn't know how to describe her heartache, so he picked up her little hand to kiss her, "Nannong said, I'll give you whatever you want."

Fu Rong was not in the mood to seek rewards, so he ran all his attention to his hands: "Prince, your hands..."

Xu Jin suddenly realized, looked at the gauze wrapped around his left hand, and said indifferently: "When I was waiting outside, I held the jade pendant in my hand, but later I realized that I was holding it too tight." After saying that, he smiled quite proudly, looked at Fu Rong's eyes and said: "You didn't see it. I sat steadily in the corridor, which was much calmer than Shaoqu."

"But my brother-in-law didn't hurt myself." Fu Rong scolded him with heartache, "I would rather walk around than want the prince to do this."

Xu Jin leaned over and kissed her: "It doesn't hurt at all, it's far from the hardship you suffer."

Fu Rong closed his eyes and felt his tenderness. He noticed that Xu Jin wanted to eat the tip of her tongue to make a deeper kiss. She had no strength to serve her, turned her head and snorted, "I'm hungry, I'm bored, please don't mess with me, Prince."

Xu Jin stood up reluctantly, "I'll invite my mother-in-law to come."

Fu Rong watched him leave.

Qiao quickly walked in with the chopping board, and when she saw her daughter, she smiled: "Are you hungry?"

Seeing his mother, Fu Rong was satisfied and at ease.

Qiao personally feeds her daughter.

Fu Rong ate half a bowl of longan porridge and half a bowl of crucian carp soup. After the meal, he was about to talk to his mother, but the little boy in the cradle woke up and cried with humming.

"He is hungry." Qiao said with a smile, looking at Fu Rong's chest, and asked her: "Are you feeding yourself or calling the wet nurse?"

Fu Rong prepared a wet nurse, but she had decided to feed her herself. Perhaps she would leave it to the wet nurse for feeding her again in the future. She was reluctant to let her go the first one.

Qiao helped her untied her clothes. Her daughter, Qiao had nothing to avoid, so she hugged her grandson. The little boy instinctively found a place and began to suck hard. Qiao kept staring at her, and sighed for a while, "The milk has not been passed yet. Try here. If it doesn't work, I have to call the prince to suck it for you."

Fu Rong's face suddenly turned red.

Qiao laughed at her: "What else can you be shy with your mother... Oh, it's not possible here, so I'll carry my grandson out first, hurry up." After that, she hugged her grandson who was crying and went out. She opened the curtain and saw Xu Jin who was guarding outside. Qiao frankly signaled her son-in-law to go inside. When she talked to her daughter, she was low and the prince must have heard it.

Xu Jin walked in in confusion and said to the curtain: "Didn't you say you want to breastfeed yourself? Why did the mother-in-law take the child away?"

Fu Rong was extremely embarrassed, but listening to her son's crying outside, she couldn't bear to let her son go hungry, so she closed her eyes and explained to him.

Xu Jin was stunned for a moment, then he jumped to the bed and whispered a shameless thing.

Fu Rong pretended not to hear it.

Xu Jin smiled and lifted the quilt. Seeing that his wife's clothes were open inside, he was stunned and walked over without thinking.

He has done similar movements many times, and now he is used to thinking about some tricks.

Fu Rong tolerate and urge him: "Hurry up!"

The son was still crying outside. Xu Jin came back to his senses, put away the flower's thoughts, and was gentle and focused. At one moment, he suddenly tasted a faint sweetness.

Xu Jin was overjoyed and wanted to take another few more bites, but was covered by Fu Rong.

Xu Jin smiled and went to the other side to work.
Chapter completed!