After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Wei Jing was always on standby, so it was easy to hear Wei Chu's movements at this time, not to mention that Wei Chu, who was trembling in pain, even raised his leg and kicked him in the face.

"neat?"

Wei Jing was taken aback, opened her eyes quickly, hugged the person in her arms very quickly, and checked Wei Chu's status while asking.

He turned Wei Chu who was facing the inner side of the bed, and through the moonlight projected from the window, he saw his forehead covered with thin sweat, and immediately frowned in distress.

"Chuchu? What's wrong with you? Is the child making trouble again?"

The sound that Wei Chu can make is very small, and he was able to wake up the sleeping Wei Jing, all because of the kick he kicked on the face of the person next to him when he was in extreme pain, so Wei Jing hardly heard it when he suddenly woke up. Wei Chu sobbed the words that he said.

No matter what time it was, Wei Chu was more rational than ordinary people, so he also considered that because his voice was not loud, Wei Jing did not catch his movements.

So Wei Chu clenched his lips, tried his best to suppress his patience and hummed softly: "...I, maybe I'm going to... give birth..."

"Yes, you are going to give birth?! You are going to give birth?!"

This news was too sudden for Wei Jing, so that he didn't make any preparations at all, and he had to face the mission of taking care of Wei Chu with full authority.

Wei Chu's lips were bitten off by himself, and in such a state accompanied by sharp pain, his eyes filled with water vapor were still mostly occupied by calm emotions.

Natural calm.

"Come here! The empress is about to give birth, hurry up and pass on to the palace doctor! Adai, hot water, clean cloth!"

As if infected by Wei Chu's quiet appearance, Wei Jing also became a lot more stable, tightly wrapped around Wei Chu's shoulders and ordered outside in an orderly manner, but only the slightly trembling voice showed his nervousness mood.

Adai and Gewu, who were guarding outside, immediately answered "Yes" loudly, and immediately went to the palace doctor and ordered people to boil hot water.

"Ah Jing...I'm in a bit of pain, you..." Wei Chu murmured in a low voice, his fingers clenched the front of Wei Jing's chest, his eyes were loose, "Hold tighter..."

It sounded a little drowsy.

"Okay, okay," Wei Jing agreed repeatedly, and her voice became louder, preventing Wei Chu from closing her eyes easily, "I'll hold you, I'll hold you like this, to keep you warm..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Chu closed his eyes, his brows were tightly frowned, and even fainting couldn't make him feel any pain.

"Chuchu, what do you think the child's name is?"

Wei Jing didn't dare to use brute force to wake him up, so he could only stick to Wei Chu's ear and tell him something that he would definitely be interested in.

Sure enough, Wei Chu, who was in a daze, heard this question, his long black eyelashes trembled very obviously, and then moved his lips lightly, "...I... always think... um."

"Does it hurt so much?" When Wei Jing asked this question, he already had the answer in his heart.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand to cover Wei Chu's back, and the astonishingly powerful internal force was continuously sent into Wei Chu's body by him, helping the physically weak to circulate the zhenqi in the blood and walk randomly. .

The tense muscles on Wei Chu's arms slowly relaxed, thinking that the internal force delivered by Wei Jing had an effect in his body, and his face was not as pale as before.

"Chuchu," Wei Jing didn't take back the hand covering Wei Chu's back, and continued to lose internal power into Wei Chu's body in a soothing way, talking with Wei Chu about the previous topic in a relaxed tone, "Do you think our Child, is it a boy doll or a girl doll?"

Speaking of children, Wei Chu always had a gentle expression on his face. He pulled his lips into a smile, and looked into Wei Jing's eyes in a daze, "I think it's a boy doll, or... I hope it's a boy doll."

"Why, you don't like your daughter?" Wei Jing asked suspiciously.

Could it be that Wei Chu's thoughts are the same as those of the elders in the clan, who are patriarchal in their bones?

Although he does have the throne to be inherited by his children, even if it is a daughter's family, he and Wei Chu will still choose a good husband for her and help her to sit firmly in this prosperous world.

Wei Chu's thoughts were still not very clear, and he was always a little slow when answering Wei Jing's question.

Even when Wei Jing planned the list of objects to be placed when the child catches the week, Wei Chu barely organized his answer: "...I like... female dolls are obedient, not as naughty as male dolls ,but……"

Wei Chu choked up in pain, grasped Wei Jing's palm with a pale face, swallowed, and continued to speak slowly: "But, I don't want to see her... through... what I'm going through now... matter……"

Wei Jing suddenly realized, instead he held Wei Chu's cold fingertips and rubbed them, and comforted him: "We can prevent her from getting married and having children, and protect her for the rest of my life."

Unexpectedly, Wei Chu shook his head and said softly: "...Loving someone is wonderful, she should try it, but having children is extremely painful... I don't want her to try this kind of contradiction."

Wei Jing finally understood Wei Chu's good intentions, and at the same time, she didn't forget to spit in her heart that she wantonly speculated about Wei Chu's narrow emotions.

"Okay, okay, listen to Chuchu," Wei Jing lowered his head and kissed Wei Chu's cold lips, wiping off the sweat from his temples, "Chuchu says what she says."

Wei Chu punched him weakly, and scolded with a smile: "...It's a foregone conclusion whether it's a man or a woman, so how can you listen to me..."

While Wei Chu was talking to himself, Wei Jing raised his head and urged loudly outside: "Where is the palace doctor?!"

"Here we come! Your Majesty, the old minister is here!"

The sound of the palace doctor accidentally falling down due to rapid running came from outside the bedroom door. The next moment, the palace doctor who was about to grab the ground with his face was picked up by the playboy guarding the door, and then he pushed the door open smoothly. , grabbed the shoulder and sent the person into the bedroom.

"Little master, the Xia Palace doctor is here."

Those who came with Xiagong doctor behind him were almost all the people in the palace hospital, and those who were qualified to make a diagnosis of the Queen's condition were all allowed to enter the house with Xiagong doctor, and the rest were allowed to enter the house together. A group of people stood outside the bedroom of Wei Jing and his wife, waiting to be summoned at any time.

The sleeping hall was filled with blood, and Wei Chu on the couch had lost consciousness.

Wei Jing couldn't care less about blocking the eyes of others and not letting them see Wei Chu's distressed appearance, but only thought that whoever could get Wei Chu out of pain as soon as possible would be his benefactor.

Doctor Xia Gong was a famous doctor that Wei Jing had found from outside the palace when Wei Chu was six months pregnant. He had practiced medicine for decades and had delivered hundreds of brothers. There is probably no one in the territory who is more experienced than him.

Seeing that Wei Chu fell into a coma, Xia Gong doctor didn't panic, and calmly ordered the young palace doctor beside him to go outside to make medicine.

After pouring half a bowl of bitter soup into it, Wei Chu frowned and opened his eyes, looking for Wei Jing's figure in a daze, gagging again and again: "...so bitter, Ah Jing..."

Wei Jing, who was squeezed aside by a group of imperial doctors, hurried over, bowed and squatted on the side of the couch, put his arms around Wei Chu's shoulders and comforted him over and over again: "It's a beneficial medicine, you are obedient, and you will feel much more comfortable after drinking it." gone."

Wei Chu would not use the child in his womb as a tool to vent his temper. Hearing this sincere persuasion, he could only put his lips to the edge of the bowl that Wei Jing held in front of his face, and swallowed the bowl with disgust. bottom of the remaining liquid medicine.

"Is the queen's abdominal pain better? Is your breathing smooth?" Although Doctor Xia Gong asked inquiringly, he seemed quite confident.

Wei Chu felt it carefully, and a slight smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "...It's really better."

Hearing this, Xia Gong doctor nodded, turned sideways to the side, and said to Wei Chu: "The queen still needs to come down and walk a little longer, so that the child can come out. Although it will aggravate the pain, it seems that it is the best way to go." way."

After Wei Chu drank the medicine, the pain was no longer so bad. He was willing to follow the doctor Xia Gong's advice.

"I'll help the queen..." The young palace doctor behind Doctor Xia volunteered to take half a step forward, but Doctor Xia secretly reached out and held her down.

The opportunity to do meritorious service was right in front of him, how could the young palace doctor give up easily, he hurriedly broke free from Xia Palace doctor's hand, smiled at Wei Chu courteously, and stretched out his hand to help his arm.

"Back off." Wei Jing's voice was filled with displeasure.

"The Queen's body is full of..." Dirty water stains...may bump into His Majesty.

Wei Jing raised her cold eyes slightly: "Stop."

The young imperial physician's explanation was interrupted by Wei Jing raising his hand, and it came to an abrupt end.

As soon as these words came out, the young palace doctor who wanted to make a contribution was awakened in an instant, and even the obvious breathing sound was hard to hear in the whole bedroom. Everyone held their breath and waited for Wei Jing to respond to this. Daredevil disposal.

"You go out," Wei Jing didn't want to waste time on someone who was not worthy, he glanced at the young palace doctor's face lightly, his voice was cold and piercing, "I don't need you here."

Under the sympathetic gazes of his colleagues, the young palace doctor, who was uncertain about his future, scrambled and escaped from the bedroom.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, speculating on the new emperor's thoughts in their hearts, and looked at His Majesty who was reaching out his sleeve pocket without blinking.

Wei Jing took out a delicate and small cloth bag from his cuff, and the object he took out immediately caught the eyeballs of everyone in the room.

"Chuchu, come here, you can get this."

It's a huge, down-to-earth one that will be loved by all...

"Big gold bracelet?"

Wei Chu's eyes lit up, and his voice was no longer hoarse.

Holding on to the bed rail with difficulty, he raised his leg and walked towards Wei Jing.

Wei Jing stepped back slowly, leading Wei Chu farther and farther.

Wei Chu's greed became more and more intense, he gritted his teeth to resist the feeling of falling in his belly, and finally grabbed Wei Jing's wrist firmly, and put the loop on his own wrist.

After confirming that the thing really belonged to him, Wei Chu raised his head again and looked into Wei Jing's eyes expectantly, waiting for him to come up with better things to attract him.

"Be careful, not respect."

Wei Jing encouraged Wei Chu with a smile, and took out another identical gold bracelet from his sleeve, raised his eyebrows, "Come on, there are more."

Sure enough, as Wei Jing expected, Wei Chu's Adam's apple rolled, as if he had been tangled in his heart for a long time, and finally he couldn't hold back his desire for the gold bracelet, and walked towards him clumsily.

Wei Jing continued to slowly retreat in the same way as before.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Chu, who was sweating profusely, had Wei Jing's thoughts on his arms, panting while holding the table.

"...I'm so tired, I can't breathe."

Wei Chu clutched his chest, and trembling fingers reached for the water glass on the table. Wei Jing quickly picked it up and gave him a small sip of water.

"Good boy, are you tired from walking, do you want to eat something?"

With that said, Wei Jing turned back to Doctor Xia Gong for an answer, and asked him with his eyes if he could feed Wei Chu some food.

Physician Xia Gong hurriedly nodded and gave Wei Jing an affirmative answer.

The next moment, everyone in the room was stunned.

Even if they were killed, none of them could have imagined that the cuffs of His Majesty's fine-quality dragon robe with extremely expensive embroidered threads were not the memorabilia of the courtiers, nor were they acquired. You can get the world's seal and tiger talisman, but... one after another, big shiny gold bracelets that are all vulgar, and...

A handful of well-heated five-spice melon seeds.

The author has something to say:

Persimmon: Huh, I'm going to die of pain

Chu Chu: Speechless, my birth or your birth

[Good night, my dears, good night, good night, good night~muamuamua]