hate dragon

章节字数：2973更新时间：09-10-0705:28

Returning with a full load, Qinghe took Qing'er to keep the promise, and quickly returned to the heaven. He didn't run around, didn't let Qing'er rely on him, and didn't get angry with Feng Xi. He even went back to the bedroom. Mingsu hadn't come back yet.

"Qing'er is not tired, mother, please ask someone to change Qing'er's clothes, Qing'er sleeps for a while." In fact, Qinghe himself was tired, slightly out of breath.

"Qing'er wants to be with mother, Qing'er wants mother." It's been a long time since she was alone with mother, Qing'er is full of energy today.

"Then Qing'er first asks Luhe to help Qing'er change her clothes, it's inconvenient for mother." This is the only regret, it's still inconvenient with a big belly, and Qinghe hasn't bathed and changed for a long time.

"Okay. Lu He, Lu He." Hearing her mother's promise, Qing'er of course agreed to everything, and quickly called Lu He who was guarding the door in.

"No need, change Qing'er's clothes, don't catch a cold." Before Lv He could bow, Qing He waved her hand to make Lv He get up.

"Yes." Lu He replied respectfully, and helped Qing'er change her clothes.

Luhe has only recently had more contact with Qinghe. At first, Luhe was worried that Qinghe would be difficult to serve, but Qinghe was unexpectedly unassuming.

"Is Ming Su still with the Dragon Clan people?" Qing He suddenly asked the busy Lu He.

"Yes, the Emperor of Heaven has explained that if Tianhou comes back, you don't have to wait for him, it may be very late." Lu He, who had already helped Qing'er tidy up, turned around and replied respectfully again.

"Really." He lowered his head and thought for a while, Qinghe pointed to the things he had brought back from the Feng clan, "Then help me take these down and heat them up, and if it's really late, send them to Mingsu."

"Yes." Although she didn't know what it was, Lu He still obeyed.

"Qing'er accompany mother to sleep for a while, okay. Father is very busy, and mother is a bit tired. Qing'er accompany mother, okay?" After the family came out, Qinghe felt his stomach sinking continuously, but Qinghe didn't think much about it, he just thought he was tired.

"Qing'er accompany mother, Qing'er likes to be with mother, mother's body is warm and fragrant, Qing'er likes it best." Because Qing'er's body temperature is much warmer than before during pregnancy, Qing'er likes to be with Qing'er even more. sleep together.

"Then Qing'er, come here and be with mother." Turning her body slightly, Qinghe hugged Qing'er who was in her arms.

"Qing'er, do you think the father will like it? This is the first time my mother has done it..." Drawing warmth from Qing'er, Qing He spoke softly. Su Neng likes what he makes.

"Mother's cooking is delicious. Qing'er likes it, and father and son like it too." Lifting her little head from her mother's arms, Qing'er affirmed loudly. Apparently, the mother and son have forgotten who actually made the sweet-scented osmanthus cake .

"Mother, why hasn't my brother come out?" Qing'er, who had been puzzled for a long time, brought up the old story again.

"Didn't mother tell Qing'er that my younger brother won't be able to come out for another month, Qing'er should not worry." A little helpless, Qing He couldn't understand why Qing'er was so obsessed with this issue today.

"But, my brother said he was going to come out." Qing'er said it with seriousness.

"Qing'er don't make trouble, mother is really tired, Qing'er and mother should sleep together, okay?" Thinking that Qing'er wanted a younger brother again, Qing He didn't take Qing'er's wishes to heart at all, and closed her eyes Her grip tightened, as if she was about to fall asleep.

"Mother?" Qing'er wasn't asleep yet, but when she saw her eyes closed, she lay down obediently, "My brother, my mother said no, my brother can't come out." Facing her mother's big belly , Qing'er whispered something.

Although a little drowsy, Qinghe still fell asleep, as if someone was always calling him in a daze, but he couldn't hear it vaguely, as if surrounded by some kind of film, it was warm but seemed a little suffocated a feeling of……

"Mother..."

"Mother..."

who is it?Who is calling me?Hearing the familiar call, Qinghe suddenly woke up from his dazed mind, is it Qing'er?

"Who? Who is it? Come out." Unable to find the direction of the voice, Qing He shouted around but still found nothing.

"Mother...Mother..." The voice rang again.

"Mother!"

"Hmm...who...Qing'er..." Suddenly a real call came from next to her ear, and Qing He immediately recognized that it was Qing'er's voice.

"Qing'er? Is it Qing'er?" In the dim light, Qinghe slowly opened his eyes, and saw Qing'er looking at him worriedly.

"Mother, what's wrong with you, mother?" Seeing that mother woke up, Qing'er stared at her even more closely.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with Qing'er?" Seeing Qing'er's worried look, Qing He was a little confused, trying to stand up but found that he had no strength.

"Huh?" Qinghe looked at his body in confusion, there was nothing wrong, but he didn't have any strength to get down.

"Mother, mother..." Seeing that mother ignored her, Qing'er yelled again.

"Qing'er, was Qing'er calling mother just now? Mother seems to have heard someone calling mother." Hearing Qing'er calling beside her ear, Qinghe suddenly thought of the call in the dream, it felt so real, Even when Qinghe woke up, he seemed to be able to hear the slightly crying voice.

"Brother, it's my brother, my brother is calling mother." Different from Qinghe's confusion, Qing'er seemed to understand very well.

"Brother? Brother..." After being reminded by Qing'er, Qing He realized why she felt weak in her lower body. It turned out that her waist and abdomen were swollen and painful, and even her huge belly seemed to be moving down.

"Qing'er helped mother get a glass of water, mother is a bit thirsty." Qinghe, who was slowly waking up, realized that his body was covered in sweat and his throat was dry.

"Qing'er go." Jumping off the bed quickly, Qing'er went and ran back quickly.

"Mother, drink." Handing the water glass directly to Mother's mouth, Qing'er actually seemed more nervous than Qinghe.

Slowly swallowing the liquid in his mouth, Qinghe gently caressed the wriggling stomach, what happened to the child today, how did he move so badly, was it really the child who called him just now...

"Mother, is it very painful, mother?" Qing'er asked in a low voice, as if seeing the pain that mother was holding back.

"Mother...it doesn't hurt, Qing'er is good." Speaking of duplicity, Qinghe didn't know how unconvincing her words were, her sweaty clothes were tightly attached to her body, although she couldn't see her body underneath under the quilt, But such violent wriggling has long exposed how hard Qinghe is now.

"Woo..." Moaning softly, Qinghe didn't expect that the pain in her abdomen would intensify, and even made herself numb slightly. Why...it's a bit like when Qing'er was born three years ago...

"Hmm...Qing'er, Qing'er will help mother call Father Wang..." Thinking of this possibility, Qing He dared not be careless, and wanted to reach out to touch Qing'er, but he couldn't lift it up at all.

"Mother...it hurts..." Once she opened her mouth, Qinghe couldn't hold on anymore, and the cry of pain floated out almost unconsciously.

"Qing'er go, Qing'er go and call father and king!" Seeing her mother in so much pain, Qing'er was also afraid and rushed out immediately.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, tell father and king, what's wrong with mother?" Ming Su, who was hurriedly pulled over by Qing'er, heard his voice from afar.

"Qinghe, Qinghe...what's the matter with you?" Mingsu didn't know what Qing'er said, and immediately rushed to Qinghe's side without a pause, but what he saw was a more serious situation than he imagined.

"What's wrong with you? Is it a stomachache? How long has it been hurting? Why don't you call someone?" Frightened by Qinghe's pale and powerless appearance, Mingsu also panicked all of a sudden, carefully half-supporting Qinghe's trembling body, this time Only then did he realize that Qinghe's whole body was wet.

"Mingsu...baby..." Feeling surrounded by familiar arms, Qing He slightly opened his eyes, but still whispered weakly.

"Baby?" Hearing Qinghe's low cry, Mingsu was even more astonished, and carefully stretched out his hand to slowly reach Qinghe's lower body...it turned out to be slippery, slightly sticky...

"Imperial doctor, imperial doctor, send it to the imperial doctor!" You don't need to look at Mingsu to know what it is, and quickly hugged Qinghe's trembling body, shouting loudly...

"Don't be afraid, Qinghe is not afraid...it's okay, it's okay..." He softly comforted the person in his arms who was weak because of the pain, but Mingsu couldn't help but think of the purpose of the Dragon Clan coming today... Could it be that The reason for the phenomenon of the dragon clan...

Finally, while waiting anxiously, Doctor Zhang hurried over, seeing the situation in front of her, her heart trembled, this...could it be premature...