The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 345 Tyrant, please be gentle (55)

A child's birthday is also a good day for the child's mother.

Of course, only the degree of suffering is different.

Jun Ting wanted to go in and see Jing Qingran, but he was a man, and an eunuch once told him that women still need to avoid suspicion when they give birth to children.

Generally speaking, when women give birth, men are rarely present to watch.

Usually you wait outside.

Jing Qingran's cry was very painful, like a tearing cry... It was heart-wrenching to listen to.

"How is the queen?" Jun Ting asked a court lady who had just walked out.

"If you go back to the emperor, the empress seems to be a little difficult to give birth now." The maid lowered her head and her voice was soft.

Dystocia... Jun Ting remembers that when his mother gave birth to him, it was also a little difficult to give birth, and his mother was in so much pain...

The next moment, Jun Ting opened his legs and walked toward the door with long steps.

After all, Jun Ting was the emperor, and no one dared to say anything.

Everyone who saw him saluted him and did not stop him.

As he walked inside, Jing Qingran's voice became louder and louder, still in pain.

"Your majesty..." The midwife saw him.

The midwife naturally knew that he was the emperor.

Hongying bowed to him, and the midwife also bowed to him.

Jing Qingran was lying on the bed. He didn't care what to say or what to do. He strode to the bedside. Hongying and the midwife automatically made way for him.

"How are you?" He looked down at Jing Qingran, and he sat down by the bed.

"I..." Can I look good like this?

Jun Ting didn't know how to comfort her, he never comforted others.

Besides, he didn't need to comfort anyone.

The next moment, Jun Ting reached out and held Jing Qingran's hand, her hand was covered with sweat.

"Handkerchief." Jun Ting said.

Hong Ying at the side quickly handed Jun Ting a handkerchief, and Jun Ting took the handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Jing Qingran's face.

The midwife still helped Jing Qingran deliver the baby.

"Your majesty, you, you, you..." Jing Qingran couldn't speak clearly.

"I'm right here." Jun Ting said lightly.

"You, you, you...you go out." Jing Qingran finally finished this sentence now.

Call him out.

After all, this is childbirth, and men and women are different...

"I told you, I'm here." Jun Ting said coldly.

At this time, he is still so cold...

However, Jun Ting also doesn't like other people calling him whatever.

He does what he likes, and he doesn't like what others call him.

Jing Qingran curled her lips, inexplicably feeling that the pain has eased a little now...

Still, it hurt.

"Mother, the baby's head is about to come out, you have to keep working hard." At this moment, the midwife's voice seemed rather happy.

Before, this child never came out, but now, he is finally coming out.

"You go out, you're here, I'm sorry..." Jing Qingran said.

Jun Ting curled his lips...what's going on...

To be honest, Jun Ting is here, and the midwife is also embarrassed...

I'm really sorry about it.

Of course, Jing Qingran's body was covered with a quilt, and the quilt was quite tight.

However, with the emperor here, the midwife was too embarrassed to say: Your Majesty, you have to work hard...the baby will come out soon...

Enduring the coldness in his heart, Jun Ting let go of Jing Qingran's hand, then got up, threw the handkerchief to Hong Ying who was standing beside him, and then walked out.

What's the matter!

(End of this chapter)