Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Baili Wuxiang didn't even raise his head, and continued busy arranging the medicinal materials for emergencies.

Hearing this, he just said: "Girl, you know what's going on, don't worry."

Lu Mingyong was pacing back and forth anxiously, but there was nothing he could do. He sometimes put his hands on his hips and sometimes scratched his head, like a nervous child.

Baili Wuxiang comforted him: "Even if you step on this floor, it won't be of any use. You can't bear this pain for her."

"If I were you, I would quickly prepare some sweet words and wait until the child is born to coax the wife who risked her life for you."

When Lu Mingyong said this, not only did he not calm down, but he became even more anxious: "Master, why does Ah Zhi hurt so much? Is there any way to relieve her pain?"

Baili Wuxiang thought he was annoyed and waved his hand: "At this time, it might be useful to pray to God and worship Buddha."

As a result, when he raised his head, he couldn't see Lu Mingyong. He asked in confusion: "Where did this silly boy go? He ran so fast."

In the ancestral hall, Lu Mingyong lit several large bundles of incense candles and paper money, knelt in front of the Lu family's ancestors, and said extremely seriously: "Please bless Ah Zhi for a smooth delivery."

As he spoke, he added a lot of paper money to the basin.

The fire suddenly became fierce and burning, and the sky-high flames and smoke came out of the windows. People outside were frightened and thought there was a fire.

But when they rushed in to take a look, only Lu Mingyong knelt in front of the memorial tablets in the room and kept burning paper.

Lu Chuan wanted to persuade him, but Father Wei held him back.

Father Wei turned around and ordered his servants: "Bring all the joss sticks in the warehouse over for the master to burn. If you don't have enough, go buy them overnight. Buy enough for the master to burn until the little master is born safely."

The servants hurriedly went to do it, and when the warehouse was empty, they rode on horseback and knocked on the door of the incense and candle shop, emptied all the inventory in the shop, and moved it to the ancestral hall to burn it for Lu Mingyong.

Xu was the ancestor of the Lu family who was moved by this sincerity. When the first ray of dawn in the east shone on the eaves of the Lu Mansion, Princess Zhenli successfully gave birth to a baby boy.

Because the fetus was sitting firmly and many famous doctors helped her regulate her body, the baby was very healthy even though she was born more than a month prematurely.

The cry was so loud that Lu Mingyong, who was kowtowing in the ancestral hall, could hear it.

He stood up quickly and ran back to the delivery room as quickly as possible. Lu Xi held the wrapped baby in his arms and showed it to him: "Congratulations, Master, you are a young prince."

Lu Mingyong nodded and looked at the pale-faced Lu Mingyu: "Yu'er, thank you."

Lu Mingyu shook her head: "Sister-in-law has suffered a lot. Please go see her quickly."

Lu Mingyong rushed to the bedside and saw his wife covered in sweat. He was full of words that he had already prepared, but he didn't know where to start.

He pinched his sleeve and carefully wiped the sweat from Princess Zhenli's forehead, but suddenly realized that the sleeve was a little dirty, so he quickly retracted his hand, feeling helpless.

Princess Zhenli looked at him weakly and twitched the corners of her lips: "What a fool. You haven't held a child yet, haven't you? I worked hard to give birth to you. Don't dislike him."

"Okay." Lu Mingyong responded, but couldn't speak for a long time. He held Princess Zhenli's hand, slowly lowered his head, and choked several times, "Azhi, thank you for your hard work. gave me a son."

Princess Zhenli took out her hand: "Isn't it good to be a daughter?"

Lu Mingyong shook his head hastily: "She is my daughter and my dearest child. As long as she is born to you, I will love her. But in the eyes of everyone in the Lu family, they must be looking forward to having a boy."

Princess Zhenli reached out and held half of his face: "In fact, in my heart, I also hope that this is a boy, so that he will take care of my sister like my brother takes care of me, and he will also love my sister like you love your little aunt. "

Lu Mingyong put his hand on hers: "Anyway, as long as mother and son are safe, that's fine..."

Princess Zhenli asked: "What's wrong with your eyebrows?"

Lu Mingyong touched his eyebrows that were curled by the fire, and his expression was a little unnatural: "Maybe he is anxious, because he can't wait to be anxious."

Princess Zhenli laughed weakly, but she choked herself. She coughed a few times before she regained her composure: "You are really getting stupider and stupider as you live. How can you still be as scary and unbearable as before?" Are you curious?"

Lu Mingyong tucked the quilt for her, and after a long silence, he said: "Azhi, I almost missed you back then, and I was scared when you mentioned it back then."

Princess Zhenli clapped his hand: "Don't be afraid, now you have me and your children, we are all by your side."

Lu Mingyong held Princess Zhenli's hand, brought it to her lips and kissed her. He choked for a long time before saying, "Azhi, thank you."

Princess Zhenli looked sleepy: "Husband, I'm tired. I need to rest for a while. You go and see our child."

Lu Mingyong nodded, tucked the quilt over her again, and then left the room.

Princess Zhenli shook her head: "What a fool. It's so hot. How can I feel cold?"

Outside, a group of people were smiling from ear to ear around the newborn baby, among them the old members of the Lu family were the happiest.

The tragedy of annihilating the nine tribes back then is still vivid in their minds. Hundreds of members of the Lu family died overnight. Now that they have finally waited for the good day to have a baby, why shouldn't they be happy?

Lu Mingyu sat aside and said nothing, but the blackness in her eyes and the paleness of her complexion were so obvious.

Lu Mingyong held the child in front of her, unable to hide the smile on his face: "Yu'er, come and see your nephew, look at him, his little face is wrinkled and red, how ugly he is!"

Lu Mingyu was already exhausted. Seeing that Lu Mingyong was deliberately teasing her, she couldn't help laughing: "Hold her carefully, don't fall."

Aunt Lan and Daddy Wei looked at each other, and she said with a smile: "Don't worry, miss. Master, he often practiced with pillows before the little master was born, so he won't make the little master fall."

Lu Mingyong thanked Lu Mingyu seriously: "Yu'er, you have worked hard too."

When Lu Mingyu saw her brother becoming a father for the first time, all her fears turned into love for her son. Seeing her brother so happy, all the fatigue in her body seemed to disappear.

She smiled sincerely: "My brother is happy, so am I. My sister-in-law and nephew are safe, so am I."

Seeing that their daughter and grandson were safe, the eldest princess and her wife finally felt relieved.

The prince-in-law couldn't help but tilt his head and wipe his tears.

The eldest princess shook her head helplessly: "There is no future. The more you live, the more you pass."

The prince-in-law's eyes were red: "I'm so happy that I couldn't help it."

As he spoke, the consort made a gesture: "When Xiaoli'er was first born, she was only this big. It seemed like it was just yesterday. Today she is already a mother."

The eldest princess covered her lips and smiled: "When Zhenli was just born, you were still a handsome man. You don't even look at how old you are now?"

The prince-in-law turned his head away in embarrassment: "You are indeed not young. I am already an old man who is a grandfather."

Everyone laughed, and the room was filled with laughter.