Monk, this child is yours

On this day, Ye Qingshuang was quietly lying on his side on the tiger skin reading a book, yawning with his mouth open from time to time, and when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen.

The kind that hurts a lot, he knew the situation was not good, and he probably was about to give birth, so he immediately called out to Huo Ling, "Brother Ling, brother Ling..."

As soon as Huo Ling came back from making the tea, he heard Ye Qingshuang's pained cackling sound. He used lightness kung fu to dodge over and found Ye Qingshuang curled up in pain. Wiping the sweat from Ye Qingshuang's forehead with his sleeve, he said anxiously, "I'll go to the imperial physician right away."

Ye Qingshuang was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, she could only hold Huo Ling's hand tightly, not wanting to let go for a moment.

Huo Ling knew that he couldn't leave, so he had to call the maid at the side to get the imperial doctor quickly.

While wiping the sweat from Ye Qingshuang's forehead, Huo Ling held Ye Qingshuang's hand tightly, comfortingly said: "It's okay, brother Ling is here, it doesn't hurt or hurt."

He was very sad to see Ye Qingshuang in such pain.

Back then, the man didn't show any pain at this time, he thought it wouldn't be particularly painful.

Didn't expect it to be so painful at that time?

Huo Ling's forehead was covered with sweat because of his anxiety.

Ye Qingshuang held his hand even tighter, he was a little at a loss, for the first time since he grew up, he felt flustered.

He watched Ye Qingshuang grow up, and never saw such a painful expression on Ye Qingshuang's face, that expression that seemed to disappear at any time, but he couldn't do anything for Ye Qingshuang, he could only comfort Ye Qingshuang constantly.

Not long after, Imperial Physician Wang came quickly following the maid, Huo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Imperial Physician Wang to quickly look at Ye Qingshuang's body.

Seeing Ye Qingshuang's appearance, Doctor Wang knew that Ye Qingshuang was about to give birth, so he quickly found someone to prepare things, and he was going to deliver Ye Qingshuang himself. After all, he was the one who delivered the empress back then, and asked Huo Ling to wait outside the house.

Huo Ling knew that it was inconvenient for him to continue to accompany Ye Qingshuang at this moment, so he had no choice but to go out of the room, walking around the railing anxiously, completely without the calmness that a killer should have.

Ye Qingshuang's painful voice continued inside the room, and Huo Ling outside the room could only wait anxiously.

His palms were covered with sweat, and he looked into the room from time to time, but unfortunately the door was closed tightly, he couldn't see anything, he could only hear Ye Qingshuang's groans and groans one after another.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but he only felt that the time was very long. After Ye Qingshuang's painful voice disappeared, there was the sonorous cry of the baby.

He was overjoyed, and just about to ask about Ye Qingshuang's situation in the room, Ye Mingqi had already gone upstairs, so he had no choice but to salute Ye Mingqi first.

Ye Mingqi was only thinking about the situation of his son and the emperor's grandson, so he waved Huo Ling to excuse him.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, and Doctor Wang, holding the crying baby, saluted Ye Mingqi, "Join the emperor!"

Ye Mingqi looked at the baby in the hands of Imperial Physician Wang happily, took the baby in his arms, and was overjoyed.

Directly ignoring Imperial Physician Wang who was saluting at the side, Imperial Physician Wang had no choice but to kneel all the time.

Huo Ling saw the red baby with wrinkled skin in Ye Mingqi's hands, and thought that Ye Qingshuang was born like this, a small ball, and now he has grown up, he couldn't help but sigh.

Speaking of which, except for the two small and cute dimples at the corners of Ye Mingqi's mouth that resembled Ye Qingshuang, the child in Ye Mingqi's arms was completely carved out of Han Feixue's appearance. You don't need to look to know who the child is.

Thinking of this, there was a pain in his heart, and he regretted it very much.

If only he hadn't made that decision back then.

Ye Mingqi strode into the room with the crying baby in his arms, saw his son who had passed out on the bed, touched his son's wet temples pitifully, and coaxed the crying baby before handing the baby to Doctor Wang The nanny brought over.

Because Ye Qingshuang didn't wake up, Ye Mingqi stayed for a while, arranged things and left.

In the quiet room, only Huo Ling and Ye Qingshuang were left. Huo Ling carefully wiped the sweat from Ye Qingshuang's forehead with a clean soft cloth.

Ye Qingshuang felt a slight movement on his forehead and opened his eyes. In a haze, he saw Huo Ling's gentle face. The kind of gentleness was something he had never seen before. elder brother……"

Huo Ling stopped what he was doing, his expression returned to normal, and he asked with concern, "How do you feel now?"

"Tired..." The strength in his body was completely drained, and now he just feels very tired.

Speaking of it, he still has a little understanding of women giving birth. After all, it was mentioned in physiology class, but there is still a big difference between a man giving birth and a woman giving birth. At least he will not have blood after giving birth.

If there was blood, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it himself.

Huo Ling nodded and said, "The imperial doctor said that you need to rest for half a month. During this half month, Qingshuang will rest in bed with peace of mind."

"But..." He didn't forget that Han Jin was about to return to the court. He hadn't seen Wujian for several months, and he wanted to see Wujian.

Seeing Ye Qingshuang's hesitation, Huo Ling knew what Ye Qingshuang was thinking, and said, "No matter what happens, you have to wait until your health recovers, right?"

"Okay." Ye Qingshuang could only nod in agreement, and then asked, "Where's the child? I want to see it."

Huo Ling got up from the cradle beside him and picked up the baby who was peacefully asleep after being fed, and handed it carefully to Ye Qingshuang, saying: "When the emperor left, he said that the baby's name should be Qingshuang."

"Yeah." Ye Qingshuang also thought about the child's name before, but he didn't think about it again, but he had already thought about the nickname. Because of the dream at that time, he decided to call the child "Fatty". Huang's surname is Ye, his name Ye is different from Huang's surname Ye, because his mother's concubine's surname is Ye, and now his and Han Feixue's child must also have the surname Ye.

So, after thinking about it, he named the child Ye Yingxue.

It seems that even though he is far away from Han Feixue, he still misses Han Feixue, otherwise he wouldn't name the child Yingxue.

However, the child really looks like Han Feixue.

This also made him very happy.

He hugged Fatty lightly and lay on his side, looking out of the window, the catkins and snow were falling outside the window, just like the white snow in winter, lingering.