The prince of buns

Qi Muan didn't have a deep impression of the third prince Fu Xiu.

I've only seen it two or three times in total, basically it's just seeing a human figure from a distance. The only time we talked was at the Nian Xiang's birthday banquet. He pretended to be crazy and went to ruin the scene. Everyone hoped that Fu Xiu would be the person with the highest status present. He came out to say something, but unfortunately he tactfully shrugged it off. I vaguely remember it as a thin, slightly submissive young man.

Compared with his two elder brothers, his sense of existence is too weak. Maybe this has something to do with his biological mother being a maidservant of the Huanyi Bureau?

Even though her son is so old now, the emperor didn't give her much face. She was just a concubine who was forgotten in a corner and was unknown in the corner. People forgot, but fortunately she was upbeat, and finally she was no longer a personal servant.

Seeing the third prince today made Qi Mu'an look at him with admiration, it's not the same thing at all.

Although he was still small, his eyes were bright and energetic, and he always had a confident smile on his lips. He looked majestic and majestic, and he was completely different from the one in Qi Mu'an's impression.

When Fu Xiu saw Qi Muan, he didn't have much airs, so he came up to say hello with a smile, and even said several "coincidences". This side was in a hurry to ask for someone, so they were dragged here directly.

"We are both relatives. Why is Brother Qi so far away from others? There is also a Mr. Shi in the Xiaowang's mansion who is also a master of pregnant women. Now he brings them together. I hope that Brother Jian and his son are safe."

People who I barely knew at first are now yelling at you like "big brother", Qi Mu'an's pores from head to toe start to show cold sweat and uneasiness.

The so-called offering affection for nothing, can I have something good for you?

But now I don't care about anything, as long as he doesn't say anything, I will pretend that I don't understand anything, just praise him with all my praises, and order the two doctors to be sent inside first.

Originally, he himself wanted to follow him in, but he thought he was a prince after all, so he couldn't just leave him alone, so he had no choice but to suppress his anxiety and sit with him for a cup of tea.

Along with Fu Xiu was a blue-clothed boy who was about the same age as him. Qi Mu'an knew this young man. He was the youngest son of General Feng's family. His name was Feng Kuan. He was Fu Xiu's companion. Right and left handed.

Because Feng Kuan's family is somewhat close to Duke Wei's mansion, and he is also familiar with Qi Mu'an, he said with a smile, "It's said that big brother cultivates his morals and doesn't like to go out to play now, is it true? I'm thinking about it It seems that I haven't seen you much for half a year."

Qi Mu'an smiled hypocritically, looking heartless.

"You know the messy things in our family. The second child was kicked out by my father, and the third child couldn't make a boring fart. If I don't stay at home anymore, who else will come? Boss We can't force the old man to hang himself, what should we do if there are hundreds of people in the whole family?"

This is vulgar, but it is the nature of the original owner, Feng Kuan hurriedly laughed, "It is exactly this, our masters often talk nonsense when they are free at home, except for the eldest brother in your house, can you put this thousand catty Take up the burden, and there will be no one else."

These words were affectionate, but Qi Mu'an still saw a little bit of contempt from his warm smile.

It seems that in the eyes of this sensible person, I am a fool who makes people flatter me in person and make jokes behind my back.

Who cares, at this moment, I have no choice but to go all out to lose my share and want this effect!

If you can fool Feng Kuan, it shouldn't be difficult to fool Fu Xiu, right?

But that Fu Xiu was a sensible person, knowing that he was not in the mood to entertain guests at the moment, he just sat down for a while and got up to leave without making any extravagant requests that Qi Muan was worried about.

It's just that when he was about to leave, he saw Qi Mu'an's approving and meaningful smile, which made him shudder from the bottom of his heart.

I don't know if this kid is pretending to be advanced, or is he really expected?In any case, he didn't want to have too much to do with him.

No one can tell whether the prince is really unlucky now, let alone whether he, the third prince, will be successful in the future.

As a weed on the wall trying to survive in the cracks, I just want to sway quietly in the wind...but I don't want to go to any side to glorify my ancestors!

After leaving Qi Mu'an's house, Feng Kuan couldn't bear it anymore.

"I told you earlier that you didn't believe me, but Qi Da's brain is almost like a pig's brain. How could he have any real skills? Look at what he said. He's so confused, he thinks he's amazing!"

Fu Xiu patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "If you say you're smart, you're better than most people in the world, but you're not good at treating people with sincerity. Brother Qi treats you well. You're just laughing at him behind your back."

When Feng Kuan heard that he praised that idiot, he blamed himself instead. He had already overturned ten jars of old vinegar in his heart, and since there were only two of them in the carriage, he gave him a gentle push without hesitation.

"Isn't it because you praised him like a flower, said how capable and powerful you are, and you want to recruit him to our side to be of great use. He is in a hurry for you! You see, he is very thoughtful. If you don’t even know what to say, how can it be used by you to help you achieve great things?”

Fu Xiu's face was originally easy-going, but after hearing what he said, he really put on a serious face, "What a great cause! I think you are becoming less and less able to speak!"

One sentence made Feng Kuan bow his head, and he knew he had said something wrong, so he didn't dare to argue again.

At this moment, Fu Xiufang hugged him by the shoulders to show his comfort and said: "Listen to me, that Qi Da is not a simple character, we are getting more of him now, it will come in handy. Don't offend him easily, Later, I will give him some sweetness to taste."

I can't help but ask him to receive more favors from me. The so-called cannibalism is soft and the hands are short. Wouldn't it be more convenient and appropriate to act at that time?

Fu Xiu thought beautifully in his heart, but he didn't notice that although Feng Kuan in his arms stopped talking, he still had an unconvinced expression on his face.

It turns out that Feng Kuan entered the palace with Fu Xiu since he was a child, and has always been the No. 1 by his side. As he got along day and night and grew older, he fell in love with Fu Xiu deeply.

Although Fu Xiu never said anything to him, he was different from others, he was always willing to listen to him in everything, and he was willing to be intimate with him when no one was around.

This time was the first time he praised another person so harshly in front of him, and even refuted him for this person.

It would be fine if he was really an all-rounder in civil and military affairs, but it turned out to be that useless, ignorant and incompetent Qi Da!

How could this convince him?

I thought I was firmly seated as the number one think tank next to Fu Xiu, but now seeing his attitude towards Qi Da, there was a bit of sincerity in looking at the thatched cottage. If he really asked him to invite people back and still make sacrifices like this, where would he put his face?

Therefore, it is inevitable that I also have a small calculation in my heart.

Not to mention the two of them, after Qi Mu'an sent them away, they hurried in to accompany Jian Yunchen. As expected of Dr. Liu, he came out of the palace, and his water broke just after taking a dose of medicine. The real labor process finally began.

Seeing him coming in, Jian Yunchen pushed him, "Go out and wait, the blood room is not clean."

Qi Mu'an leaned down and tapped the tip of his nose lightly, and said, "The stinky boy was born from the flesh and blood of the two of us. As an old man, I still have to avoid him? Dreaming! Don't worry, everything depends on me."

Jian Yunchen was not a talkative person at first, and now the pain was really severe, so he closed his eyes again to deal with the rising pains. Seeing that he was busy, Dr. Liu pushed and rubbed his waist vigorously while stopping him: "Young Master, be patient, for the sake of the child, this is not the time to exert yourself!"

When Jian Yunchen heard this, he quickly held his breath and resisted the violent fall in his belly, his fair and handsome face was flushed as if he was drunk.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Qi Mu'an let him lean on his shoulder, and held his hand tightly. Seeing that although he didn't keep any nails, but the palm of his hand was already scratched with blood, he couldn't help but tremble suddenly.

How much it hurts!

"Either, or you can yell out, it won't hurt if you yell out."

He tried his best to maintain his usual hippie smiling tone, but what he didn't notice was that his smiling face looked a bit like a crying face at the moment.

Jian Yunchen gave him a blank look and didn't make a sound. Taking advantage of the interval of labor pains, he suddenly thought of something and grabbed Dr. Liu's hand and said, "Master Liu, I heard that premature babies will live or die, but there is such a saying ?”

Although he won't admit it, the fear and worry that He Qingyan's words caused him really existed and had a huge impact.

Dr. Liu was taken aback, and when he realized it, he laughed and comforted him, "That's not always the case. It depends on how the child looks, the physique of the delivery man, and the person who delivers the baby. I only invited the young gentleman to the office. Pulse, fetal breath is very strong, you have a strong foundation, even if you are a lower official, you have been working for decades, so what are you afraid of?"

These words were true, and Qi Mu'an immediately had a good impression of this thin old man with a goatee.

Jian Yunchen breathed a sigh of relief after taking such a reassuring pill. He was not afraid of pain, and he was not even afraid of death. As long as the child could be born properly after the pain and death, he would have no burden at all.

Thinking of this, even he himself was taken aback by his own thought.

Don't you always feel that having a baby is an unwilling but necessary task?

Since when was it so willing to even die?

Maybe it's because he's mentally relaxed. As Dr. Liu said, his body is stronger than others. After he has a body, as long as he is healthy, he will continue to practice swords every day. In the evening, he will practice diligently with Qi Mu'an, a shameless guy. At this moment, the birth door opened rather quickly, and when a bright moon hung high in the middle of the sky, the birth door was already opened ten fingers wide.

Needless to say, there was a lot of pain in the process, he was not a delicate person, he kept a trace of clarity and kept working hard in the sweat, and finally he was relieved after hearing a loud cry of the baby.

The relief was overwhelming, and he lost consciousness all of a sudden, and the blood flowed profusely underground, which couldn't be stopped no matter what.

This made Qi Mu'an flustered, he hurriedly dragged Dr. Liu with his eyes wide open, his upper and lower lips were trembling, and he couldn't say anything.

Dr. Liu is also anxious. Based on his many years of experience, Jian Yunchen's pregnancy was not considered dangerous even though it was premature, but he didn't expect that he guessed the front but didn't care about the back. The baby came out safely, but the adult followed him. It's like a landslide of blood that makes people helpless.

Not only him, but also Mr. Shi brought by Fu Xiu is also at a loss.

Decoctions, pills, ginseng...all of them were poured down desperately, but most of them dripped down Jian Yunchen's tightly clenched teeth, even those that were forced down didn't have the slightest effect.

Qi Mu'an watched helplessly as the faces of the two doctors turned bluer and paler, and the face of the unconscious man became paler and paler. The bright red mattresses under him were changed one after another. The only thing he could do The only thing is to keep rubbing his cool palms to keep it from getting colder.

He was so anxious that his eyes were almost red and bleeding.

General Jian, who had been guarding outside, and Xue Huai, who had just arrived not long ago, could not help but come in. Xue Huai patted his nephew on the shoulder when he saw his bewildered look. Old General Jian was still a playing card. His face, but he never left his unconscious son from the moment he entered the room.

"Old General, Young Master, please forgive me for speaking bluntly. If the young master keeps doing this, he may not be able to make it through the sky. He has to think of a way! Maybe there is still a chance to ask Mr. Sun. In the early years, there was a young gentleman by the emperor's side. It is also such a symptom of postpartum blood loss, which was cured by his golden needle."

One sentence awakened the person in the dream, Xue Huai saluted General Jian without saying a word: "Teacher, student, let's go to Sun's house."

Qi Mu'an hurriedly shouted hoarsely: "Please trouble uncle, and then send someone to Prince Xiang's mansion to invite Mr. Wei."

Xue Huai nodded, "Don't worry."

At this time, Mama Wu came in with her neatly packed baby in her arms. Although it was a happy event to have a new baby, how can one congratulate the uncle or the in-laws in the current situation of the delivery man? Can you speak a word?

Therefore, he had no choice but to turn red-eyed to Qi Mu'an, who had his back to everyone, and said lightly: "My sister was born white and fat, with eyes that are born to smile, just like you, sir."

However, Qi Mu'an didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear anything, he couldn't take care of the child at the moment, and he didn't want to take care of the child.

Jian Yunchen lay lifeless in front of him just to give birth to him!

Mother Wu's arms holding the child hung in the air for a while, and the child's grandfather picked it up, and silently placed the sleeping baby beside Jian Yunchen's pillow.

Seeing that Qi Mu'an was still holding Jian Yunchen's hand and burying his face in it without saying a word, he sighed and said, "This is the child my son gave birth to with all his life. If you don't want her, why not take her back with me, an old man, to raise her?" Bar."

One sentence made Qi Mu'an's heart tremble, yes, this is the little life that Jian Yunchen tried his best to keep, and he should regard it as life, how can he be such an idiot?

He hurriedly looked gratefully at the old father-in-law who was as anxious as him, and then raised his hand tremblingly, not daring to pat that cute little thing too hard.

Maybe there is really a powerful halo of the protagonist in the legend, or maybe someone like Jian Yunchen should not die in the first place, and after a while, Xue Huai brought Mr. Sun and Wei Ling together.

After Wei Ling checked Jian Yunchen in detail, he said to Qi Mu'an: "Master, let's go out and rest for a while, don't look back, General Jian should laugh at you when you wake up, and how emaciated you are after only one night!"

Mr. Sun carefully touched the acupuncture points on Jian Yunchen's arm with a golden needle in his hand, and nodded calmly when he heard this, "Old general and young master, please rest assured, but there is a mistake in the young master. The next official personally removed the signboard of the Imperial Hospital and let the two Bit smashed."

With these two words from him, Qi Mu'an finally swallowed back the old blood that had been swirling in his throat for a whole night, but he was not willing to leave his wife for half a step, and insisted on sticking to him until he stabilized here. After leaving the crowd, he returned to the room and took a nap beside his bed.