General indecent please come near

It was getting dark, the air seemed to be stagnant, and it was extremely hot.

The imperial physician hurried out of the dormitory, "Master General, it's not good."

Huo Zhongting's face turned pale coldly, and his voice trembled: "Speak quickly!"

The imperial doctor bowed his head and said: "The oxytocin soup under the lower official has taken effect, and Wen Po can already see the baby's head, but for some reason, the fetal head suddenly turned, and the girl is bleeding... There is a sign of collapse. ..."

"Ah!" A heart-piercing scream suddenly came from the brightly lit dormitory. .

It was the sound of good days. .

Huo Zhongting pushed the imperial physician away, and rushed into the room regardless of Lao Shizi's etiquette. "Ah!" Behind the long bamboo curtain, seven or eight women were already panicking, "Girl... Use your strength!" "Girl, hold on!" "Bujinbujin"

"The girl is going to pass out!" "Can't sleep! Wake up...wake up..."

Huo Zhongting pushed aside the curtain and the imperial physician who was taking the pulse, stretched out his hand to hold Mei Liangchen's clenched hand.

"A good day...a good day" The curtain faintly reveals her weak and struggling appearance, and his heart aches so much that it hurts a hundred times more than Jin Yueyao's death. . . .

His sticky fingers moved, and an inaudible echo called his name, "Master...brother...Master..."

"I'm here, on a good day, I'm here!" The military general, who never comforted others, kept stroking her trembling hand with his fingers, trying to comfort her. . .

"I...my...children...do you...do...or do you..." The endless pain seemed to be a boundless ocean, one Waves of fear surged up, causing her consciousness to gradually fade away. .

"No, no... Liangchen, I don't allow you to do anything... I don't allow you to do anything..." Huo Zhongting shouted in horror: "Prescribe the best medicine and save her! Save her!"

The hands were clenched tightly, but the almost broken voice carried an unusually firm meaning. "Brother...Master...I have...talk...speak...ah" A new wave of labor pains came again, this time more intense than before.She couldn't help crying out in pain, her fingernails sank into the palm of Huo Zhongting's hand, leaving streaks of blood. .

"Don't say it, good day...don't say it, brother is with you, with you...don't be afraid!" Huo Zhongting really wanted to commit suicide and apologize. If it wasn't for some treasure, she wouldn't have been invited to the mansion to suffer such a catastrophe . .

"No...I... want to say..." She tried her best to stand up, but was pushed down by the steady woman. "Girl, don't move, the blood can't stop... the blood..." Wen women who have delivered countless royal nobles have never encountered such a thrilling birth scene, the woman's blood almost She drained dry, and every time the labor pain came, she had to walk through the gate of hell. .

"Master...Senior Brother...Boy...Child...Yelu...Yelufan...Female...Girl...Called...Xue... .Xue'er...For him...Father...Father...Yelu...Qing Ge...Please...Please...Senior Brother...Senior Brother...Agreed. ..." After finishing what she wanted to say, her eyes gradually closed. . .

Huo Zhongting was stunned, "I promise you on a good day...promise you...you will live...you will live!"

Behind the bamboo curtain, the women suddenly became chaotic, "Bujinbujin hot water, quick! Quick!"

"Emperor Physician" Huo Zhongting gave up his position to the imperial physician, with a stubborn determination in his eyes. "Save her! I must save her!"

He turned around and strode out of the suffocating dormitory, instead of going to the front hall to report to the emperor about the situation of the good day, he went to the study that deviated from it. . .

Sometimes sober, sometimes chaotic.There is always a hazy mist in front of my eyes, I can't see where I am, and I am even more afraid of the pain that separates my body and mind again and again.baby. . .Are you punishing your mother for being ruthless?Blame Mom for making you suffer just to save that sweet little angel. .

pain. . . . . .

In the darkness, she fell into a strange time and space, the vast galaxy, the beautiful grassland, and she saw the galloping general again. . .Yelu Qingge. .is it you?Yelu Qingge. . . . .I can't stand it any longer. . .our children. . . .I'm leaving him with you. .up to you. . . . . .

"Mayne...Mayne..." The warm and familiar thick voice seemed to have a calming effect, the sore and swollen eyelids blinked, and crystal clear tears dripped down. . . .

"Yelu..." She is still dreaming, isn't she?The wind from the prairie brings the fragrance of flowers, and the person she loves all her life is walking towards her. . .

"Maen, I'm Yelu Qingge, open your eyes...open your eyes...look at who I am! Mayen, you can't leave me, you can't" the burly man with black beard and grief Tear off the bamboo curtain, and embrace the pale paper figurine that has lost its color. . .

Wen Po was terrified and was about to scream, but Huo Zhongting stopped them. .

Yelu Qingge. . .

Yelu Qingge. . .

Another wave of tearing labor pains hit the sky and covered the sky. She struggled from the chaotic dream and slowly opened her eyes. .

Familiar breath, familiar embrace, familiar warmth. . .

Her gaze gradually converged on the man's face full of vicissitudes. Sadness, joy, despair, nostalgia, all kinds of emotions agitated her, making her burst into tears in an instant.

"Yelu...Qingge..." It was him, it was really him!