Loyang Jin

The news that King Yan committed suicide by drinking poisonous wine quickly spread throughout the capital.

At this time, Ling Jingshu was already more than six months pregnant and her belly was very big. I feel lethargic every day, but my appetite is unexpectedly good. A pretty face has already become rounded twice.

After hearing the news, Ling Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief.

It was King Yan's eldest sister who robbed her husband in her previous life. It was King Yan's mother who issued the secret decree to kill her.

Although King Yan and her have no direct enmity, they are naturally opposed to each other. What's more, King Yan and the emperor's grandson and his son have already been fighting to the death. She and Queen Wei Yanwei had already sided with the emperor's grandson and his son, and they were looking forward to King Yan's early execution.

"Miss, I heard that King Yan entered the palace before he died and saw the emperor for the last time. He was so angry that he fainted on the spot, and then he drank the poisoned wine and died from the poison."

Bai Yu told Ling Jingshu exactly what he had learned.

Ling Jingshu frowned slightly: "I don't know how long it will take for the emperor to faint again this time."

In fact, what she wanted to say was that the emperor had fainted and she didn't know if he could be rescued.

It is inconvenient to say such treacherous words, so I can only say them tactfully.

The clever Bai Yu understood it and comforted him in a low voice: "Ji people have their own destiny. The emperor is the real dragon and the emperor. With the blessing of God, he will not let go easily."

Ling Jingshu sighed and lowered her voice a bit: "I also hope that the emperor will live a long life. However, we have to prepare for the worst. What if... the Queen's life in the palace will be difficult. "

…

Maybe God is really protecting the True Dragon Emperor.

After the emperor fainted for several days, he managed to hold on tenaciously.

Ling Jingshu, who had been worried for several days, finally felt relieved and could continue raising her baby with peace of mind.

As the emperor's full-time physician, Wei Yan has unparalleled acupuncture skills. The emperor simply cannot do without him. Wei Yan wanted to stay with his pregnant wife, but unfortunately things went against his wishes and he was trapped in the palace and unable to escape.

Three months later, the emperor's body finally stabilized slightly.

Ling Jingshu's delivery day is coming soon.

Wei Yan finally asked for leave: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen's wife is about to give birth. Wei Chen would like to take a few days' leave and go back home to spend some time with his wife."

The emperor, with a skinny face, was half lying and half sitting on the bed. He was in good spirits. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "You have been serving me in the palace and have no time to return home. However, you have wronged your beloved wife at home. Now my body is no longer healthy. Sorry, I’ll give you half a month’s leave.”

Wei Yan did not expect the emperor to be so generous, so he became energetic and hurriedly knelt down to thank him.

Queen Wei personally escorted Wei Yan out of the Zichen Palace and warned her earnestly: "It is the most difficult for a woman to give birth to a child. It is best for you to go back to the palace to accompany her. When the child is born, remember to have someone come to the palace to send a good news."

Wei Yan responded with a smile, cupped his hands to Queen Wei, and left in a hurry.

Queen Wei looked at Wei Yan's hurried figure, feeling both funny and very pleased.

…

Wei Yan couldn't wait to rush back to Wei Mansion.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of Wei Mansion, Wei Yan noticed something strange. The servants all looked happy and walked in a hurry. After meeting Wei Yan, a steward immediately came forward to report: "The young lady started to mobilize in the morning and entered the delivery room."

Wei Yan's head was pounding, and he blurted out: "How is it now? Has the child been born?"

"Not yet. Several midwives are in the delivery room, and experienced women in the house are also waiting inside and outside the delivery room. After all, this is the first child, so it is common sense to give birth slowly..."

Before the steward had finished speaking, Wei Yan had already strode past him and headed straight for the delivery room.

The delivery room is located in the main courtyard.

Far away, I could faintly hear the sound of pain.

It's Ling Jingshu's voice!

Wei Yan's heart tightened and his pace became faster.

When the two women outside the delivery room saw that Wei Yan was about to enter the delivery room, they boldly stopped Wei Yan: "The delivery room is very bloody and men are not allowed to go in. It's better to wait outside!"

How could Wei Yan hear this? He glared at the mother-in-law coldly: "Get out of the way."

The mother-in-law was so stared at that her heart trembled, and she didn't dare to stop her anymore.

Wei Yan pushed open the door and walked in. The first thing he saw was Ling Jingshu lying on the bed with sweat on his head and a painful look on his face. His heart was stung instantly, and he shouted tremblingly: "Ah Shu!"

Ling Jingshu was in agony and groggy. When she heard a familiar voice, she reluctantly opened her eyes.

A familiar handsome face appeared in front of him, his eyes full of worry and concern: "Ah Shu, don't be afraid, I'm back. I will always be with you!"

A few tears welled up in the corners of Ling Jingshu's eyes, and she choked with sobs and shouted: "Wei Yan, you are finally back."

In the past three months, Wei Yan has only come back twice. Each time he only stayed for half an hour before returning to the palace. Fortunately, she was not that kind of soft-tempered woman. She did not complain or shed tears, and she survived the delivery with strong optimism.

Fortunately, he came back at the most critical moment.

The strength came out of nowhere in her body and she grasped his hand tightly.

The midwife exclaimed in surprise: "I can see the baby's head. Hurry up and work harder, it will be born soon."

As a doctor, Wei Yan had never delivered a baby for a woman, but he knew very well that a woman most needed someone to accompany her and comfort her during childbirth. He leaned close to her ear and encouraged: "Ah Shu, you are so good. The baby is about to be born. Don't be discouraged, take a deep breath, don't shout, and use all your strength."

As expected, Ling Jingshu's confused and confused consciousness gradually became clearer, and her eyes returned to firmness.

Half an hour later, the child was finally born safely.

The midwife slapped the child's little butt neatly, and the child suddenly burst into tears.

"Congratulations, young mistress, for giving birth to a fat and white son." The midwife beamed and brought the child to Ling Jingshu.

Ling Jingshu exhausted all her strength and was already exhausted. When she heard this, she managed to look at the child.

The face was small, the eyes were closed, the mouth was wide open, and the cry was extremely loud. Healthy and cute!

This is her and Wei Yan's child!

She had no strength to speak and could only look at the child lovingly.

Wei Yan was also looking at the child, his expression full of excitement, and he kept saying: "Ah Shu, come and take a look at our son. He is so handsome and cute."

In fact, the newborn baby's whole body is red and wrinkled, and it is really ugly.

But in the eyes of first-time parents, there is no doubt that their child is the most handsome in the world.

Wei Yan carefully took the child from the midwife's hands and placed it next to Ling Jingshu. After the child got to bed, he didn't cry anymore.

Wei Yan lowered his head and kissed Ling Jingshu's forehead, and then kissed the child gently, his face full of satisfaction.

Ling Jingshu was too tired and fell asleep quickly. In his sleep, the corners of his lips were raised.