Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

On the twenty-fifth year of Mengdong, the thirty-fifth year of the Yuan Dynasty, Gu Qingchen changed the country's name to Jin, and was granted the title of Emperor Jin, while An Jinshu was granted the title of Queen Yingle.

On the third night of the ninth day of Mengdong in the thirty-eighth year of the Jin Kingdom, a heartbreaking cry came from the Changle Palace, accompanied by a man's voice that was extremely anxious but contained a hint of crying.

"Sister, please push hard. Our son will come out soon. Just hold on."

The woman on the bed had a pale face and was full of pain. Her hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her forehead. She was holding on to the brocade quilt with her legs spread wide open, and she was whimpering in pain.

"Gu Qingchen! I won't give birth anymore! It hurts to death!" An Jinshu felt like his lower body was being torn apart. This kind of pain was really worse than death.

"No more babies, no more babies, I promise sister this is the last one." Gu Qingchen caressed her cheek distressedly, but the next moment An Jinshu opened his mouth and bit her.

Gu Qingchen stroked her head, feeling the trembling between her lips and teeth. His eyes were full of pain, and he wished he could bear it for her.

"Ah!!!!" An Jinshu screamed miserably as heartbreaking pain hit him.

And as a loud cry of a child rang out, she finally fainted from exhaustion.

After waking up and feeling the warmth on his hands, An Jinshu turned his head and looked at the person beside the couch, who was Gu Qingchen.

He was leaning on the bed and taking a nap with his eyes closed. His eyes were dark and green, and it looked like he hadn't rested for a long time.

"Ah Chen." She called weakly.

The person with closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her: "Sister, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I want to drink water." An Jinshu said.

"Okay, I'll get you some water." Gu Qingchen hurriedly stood up to get the water, and then carefully fed it to her mouth.

After drinking the water, An Jinshu felt much better. She pulled his sleeve and asked, "Where is the child?"

Gu Qingchen smiled softly, lowered his head to kiss her forehead, and rubbed her cheek affectionately: "Nanny has fed her milk and is sleeping soundly."

"I want to see her."

"Okay, I'll hold her." Gu Qingchen walked behind the screen and soon held out a small swaddle.

He gently put the swaddle in her arms. Inside was the little guy who was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed. Her eyelashes were thick and long, and her little face was plump and cute.

"It's a girl." An Jinshu looked at Gu Qingchen in surprise.

Gu Qingchen nodded, hugged her shoulders and rested his chin on her shoulders, looking at the infant child with gentle eyes: "Her ears are very similar to yours, her nose is similar, and her mouth is also similar."

"How does that look like you?" An Jinshu asked him funny.

"Her eyes are like mine." Gu Qingchen said softly, "Because like me, her eyes are full of you."

An Jinshu was stunned for a moment by the sudden sweet words, and then gave him an angry look, but the happiness on his face could not be concealed.

"Can you give me a name?"

"No, our first daughter will naturally be named by my sister."

An Jinshu thought for a while, then looked down at the child in his arms: "Then let's call him Zhijin, An Zhiruosu, Huaijin Holds Yu, and Yu'er Ruoer have the same name in the same poem."

"Gu Zhijin." Gu Qingchen muttered softly, and then smiled: "It's a good name, let's call it Zhijin."

"Mother, queen!" shouted two little dumplings running in from outside.

Hong Li immediately stepped forward and reminded her gently: "First Prince, Your Highness the Second Prince, hush... keep your voice down. It's a small thing to wake up your mother, but it's a big deal to wake up the princess."

Gu Hongruo and Gu Tingyu were each holding Hong Li's sleeves. The two little dumplings looked at Hong Li eagerly with their eyebrows that looked like Gu Qingchen's. They made milky sounds and asked innocently, "Hong Li." Aunt Li, did your mother give birth to a little sister for us?"

"Aunt Ali didn't ask us to come over and disturb the Queen Mother, but we haven't seen the Queen Mother for two days. We miss her."

The two little dumplings had grandma's voices and their big, bright eyes made Hongli's heart soften. She knelt down and patiently explained to them: "The Queen needs to rest, you..."

Before he finished speaking, An Jinshu's weak voice came from the room: "Hong Li, ask Ruo'er Yu'er to come in."

As soon as they heard An Jinshu's voice, the two little dumplings ran inside, extremely excited: "Mother!"

"Keep your voice down." Gu Qingchen looked at the two of them displeased.

When the two little dumplings looked at their father, they immediately wilted. They didn't like their father, and they always called their mother away when she was coaxing them to sleep, which was annoying.

"You, don't scare them." An Jinshu patted Gu Qingchen angrily, then smiled and waved to the two little dumplings: "Come, come to mom."

The two little dumplings immediately flew towards An Jinshu, but halfway through the "flying" they found themselves hovering in mid-air. The two little dumplings looked up and found that they were being held by their father.

The two little dumplings struggled desperately. Gu Qingchen snorted coldly, and the two of them immediately behaved.

Gu Qingchen placed the two of them in front of the couch and asked them to talk to An Jinshu at a distance of one meter. The two little dumplings were unwilling and turned their attention to their mother for help.

"What are you doing?" An Jinshu looked at the pitiful appearance of the two of them and felt heartbroken.

Gu Qingchen snorted in displeasure: "It's okay for these two brats to occupy you when you were young. Now they are three years old and they want to occupy you. No, my husband is not happy. I won't let them live together in the future." Close to you."

Such childish and jealous words came out of Gu Qingchen's mouth. An Jinshu covered her lips and snickered.

"That's your son, and you're even jealous of your son. Gu Qingchen, you love me so much, why not make me smaller and put me in your pocket."

Gu Qingchen took it seriously and thought about it very seriously: "It's a pity that there is no such magic in the world, otherwise it wouldn't be impossible."

An Jinshu punched him and shook his head helplessly: "Stop making trouble. If you don't call them over, they will cry. Your precious princess will be woken up by then. You can comfort her yourself."

Gu Qingchen looked back at the little guy who was sleeping soundly. He tilted his head and couldn't help but kiss An Jinshu on the face: "This is compensation for your exposure to other men."

An Jinshu: "......"

She gave him a look and said, "What other man? That's your son!"

Even his son's jealousy makes him the best in the world.

Gu Qingchen angrily asked the two brats to come closer to his Xiangxiang wife. The two little dumplings threw themselves into An Jinshu's arms regardless, and then stared curiously at the infant with their big eyes open.

Gu Hongruo stretched out his little hand and touched the infant's face, and said innocently: "Mother, is this my sister?"

An Jinshu touched his head and smiled fondly: "Yes, she is my sister."

Gu Tingyu looked at the infant again and again, then looked up and asked An Jinshu: "Queen mother, does my sister have a name?"

"Yes, my name is Zhijin. You two have to protect your sister from now on, you know."

Gu Tingyu nodded heavily without thinking, and looked at the little man again: "Don't worry, mother, Tingyu will definitely protect my sister."

Gu Hongruo also came up: "Hongruo can do it too."

"Two brats." Gu Qingchen ruffled their hair with a smile, then embraced the whole world in his arms, with a happy smile on his face.

And this happiness will not disappear with the torrent of time, it will become deeper and deeper with the pace of time, until the passing of life.