The Beloved Imperial Consort

Zong Zhenglin had been waiting impatiently outside. The painful voice of Mu Xiyao had been ringing for two hours. He was about to let the imperial doctor think of a way to midwifery, but suddenly heard the noise inside, mixed with a little woman full of rage.

As soon as Zong Zhenglin's robe was lifted, he had to go in and have a look at it. It's good. Isn't it that some servant doesn't serve well and is angry with the little woman at this critical point?

If you don't want to get in, you'd better hurry up to see if your highness is going to get in.

Zong Zhenglin was impatient and was about to push people. He saw a mammy rushing out with sweat on her head. He quickly said the situation of the concubine.

Knowing that it was not an accident, but that the little woman lost her temper and delayed the production. Zong Zhenglin was so angry that his chest heaved and his fist hit the table beside him, which made the tea cup jump.

The sixth Royal Highness was infuriated. The woman had just told her that she had forgotten everything in a flash.

Since it is useless to soothe with warm voice, one can squint at both eyes and simply change the way. It's hard to be soft on Mu Xiyao.

The man's sincere and resolute voice rang out, and sternly warned the house, "the side imperial concubine Mu's family, dare to make mischief again, postpartum ban for half a year, Beijing suburb Lake Tour invalid!"

Zong Zhenglin was very decisive this time. She talked about the foot ban she hated most and the amusement she had been thinking about for a long time.

The sixth Royal Highness was also very angry. He had never heard of any family giving birth to such a degree. He would have to rely on threats to be obedient.

A moment of silence, inside the woman sharp cry suddenly, "Zong Zhenglin, you asshole!" It's very moderate and safe.

Then it stopped, and it was obvious that the warning had worked.

Seeing that Mu Xiyao was restrained, Zong Zhenglin sighed with relief.

This woman has given birth like a ghost gate, and she can't be bothered. Now he is also a way to check the way, that woman's spleen can only be pressed, otherwise you will be given the nose on the face.

As for the "asshole"? Zong Zhenglin raised his lips and snorted, and there was more money in this account! On the contrary, he did not feel uncomfortable with Mu Xiyao's name taboo.

Two people in the curtain inside and outside the sharp confrontation, but also regardless of the surrounding people scared to death.

The imperial doctor was sweating outside, and the word "asshole" in the side imperial concubine's mouth was echoing in his ears. The whole person was stupefied, obviously over frightened.

These six Highness's houses are really frightening. The side imperial concubine is so fierce that his highness is no exception.

It is the most common woman's family to have a child, after several twists and turns, frightening people's heart and liver are shaking. The offence and taboo in the words were much more than others. It was rare that his highness did not attack on the spot.

Tian Fushan, who is in charge of affairs, would like to bury himself. Now his Highness has no time to pay attention to them. If he comes back to his mind and thinks of this, he will have bad luck.

The people who served the production in the house were pale and sweaty.

Side imperial concubine produces muddleheaded, even this word dares to export!

I don't know what your highness is going to do with this astonishing master later. They can't make it. Today's plan is to hasten to have a son. I hope your highness will be happy and forget about it.

Mu Xiyao finally clamoured for a time with the courage of spreading madness. He was threatened by Zong Zhenglin's lesson and had to lie back to continue production.

So the orchid and the cymbidium grow their breath. It's really worrying to have such a master on the stall.

Half an hour later, the baby's bright cry suddenly sounded in the delivery room.

Mu Xiyao only felt a pine under her body. Hearing the baby's first cry, she couldn't hold on any longer. She was so tired that she fainted.

Outside, Zong Zhenglin squeezed the back of his chair with one hand, and stood in the hall with a frown on his brow. He suddenly heard the cry of a baby and the congratulation of his servants. He immediately adjusted his stance and kept staring at the door of the house without blinking.

Mother Zhao came out of the curtain with a smile on her face. She told her mother and son were safe. It took Zong Zhenglin a long time to return to her original place.

Her eyes were fixed on the swaddling clothes in Mammy Zhao's arms. She took them with care and held them in her arms.

Children are very healthy, is crying, loud voice, full of vitality. The wrinkle on the face is very shallow, chubby at a glance to know the strong. Gently pat, just slowly quiet down, nununuo mouth, arch arch arch small head, obediently do not make.

Zong Zhenglin looked at his son's small group. His eyebrows and eyes were quite similar to his own, and his heart was in a mess. The joy of being a father is full of joy on his face and seldom smiles in front of him.

Mother Zhao looked at her royal highness with joy and exclaimed in her heart. She was indeed connected by blood and was as cold as her highness. She also had such a warm side. Gently said the sound, the child can not withstand the wind, then took the past to the delivery room.

Zong Zhenglin clenched the hands he had just held his son. He was very satisfied. Finally he had her son, the eldest son of the family. It was a complete success.

Let Tian Fushan appreciate the public, and carefully told Haosheng to look after the side imperial concubine and the little master, then he went back to the main room to have a rest. However, his highness rode for two days, and then stayed at midnight until Mu Xiyao gave birth to her son.

The imperial concubine in the palace got good news early in the morning. She was filled with joy and surprise. She was full of laughter all day long and praised Mu's striving for success. Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty is laughing and praising a good word. He will go there in person on that day.The princes who got the news were immediately dissatisfied. How can the old man value Laoliu's eldest son alone and go there in person? This is a blessing that even the eldest son of the crown prince does not have. Can the eldest son born by the Mu family still surpass the eldest son of the crown prince? For a while, I kept guessing the old man's intention.

Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty paid close attention to Zong Zhenglin's descendants. Now I finally have my wish. I'm happy for a moment. Naturally, I want to have a look. This emperor and grandson have been looking forward to it for a long time.

By the way, I'll use Xi San to test the group of slaves a little. What we need to do is to put them in a suitable position earlier to prepare for the war in Northwest China next year.

When Mu Xiyao woke up again, it was noon the next day. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zong Zhenglin sitting on one side and resting with his eyes closed. Beside the bed is a children's rocking bed specially made by her. She can't see the children, but can only see Zong Zhenglin's big hand on it.

"Awake?" Zong Zhenglin heard the movement of Mu Xiyao, opened his eyes and saw the joy and warmth in her eyes.

"Your Highness." Mu Xiyao's voice is slightly dumb, looking at the man's attentive eyes, the corners of his lips are raised.

It's not hard to raise children with such a man. At least in the era of the great Wei Dynasty, it is not easy to have a husband who cares about his own interests. How sad is it that so many aristocratic women can't be spoiled by men all their lives, and they can only live a withered and empty life.

Zong Zhenglin gently lifted up Mu Xiyao, summoned people to come in and wait for her to wash and gargle. He also fed warm water fish soup, and then he held the baby to show her.

"Son and daughter?" She was so noisy that she didn't know anything when she fainted.

Zong Zhenglin eyebrows a pick, smiling at her, "naturally is a son."

This woman is definitely a daughter, and her objects are pink and yellow, and she doesn't like to listen to her advice. Now, let's see how she does it.

Mu Xiyao was staring at her tightly wrapped swaddling clothes, and her face was bitter. Empiricism kills people!

She didn't think about it. She got into the house and was very happy soon. Could this be compared with the previous life?

Mu Xiyao carefully took the swaddling clothes and carefully looked at the fat boy in her arms. She only felt that she was like Zong Zhenglin completely, but she was not happy with her mouth. Why did he conceive for ten months and suffer from torture, but gave birth to a son like Zong Zhenglin?

"Why is the child so much like his highness that he doesn't follow me at all?" Mu Xiyao looks at Zong Zhenglin wrongly. She is very pitiful.

Six Royal Highness face to draw, which woman is not because the child born is more like the father more dotes on ecstasy, only she has to contend for a length, is really grinding people.

Zong Zhenglin was worried about her difficult production, but he could only comfort her, "son's earlobe is round, and his blessing is similar to yours."