Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 638 The dragon species is born!

Jun Moying saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

"Qianqian, don't bite."

He reached out his hand to break her mouth open, but she bit it too tightly, and he could only watch the blood overflow from her mouth after the skin was broken.

"Feng Qian, if you are in pain, bite me, do you hear me?" He said with a sullen face, "Open your mouth now, quick!"

The expression on Feng Qian's face was full of pain, her delicate eyebrows were tightly knit into a knot, after a lot of effort, and with Jun Moying clamping her jaw hard, she finally opened her mouth.

"what--!"

A cry of pain completely pulled back the thoughts of the stunned people in the room.

"Jun Moying, leave me alone, take your hand away! I won't bite, take your hand away!"

Taking advantage of the last sliver of reason remaining, Feng Qian yelled at him hoarsely.

This roar frightened everyone so much that their hearts would jump out of their throats.

Jun Moying...

Is it the emperor's name?
This is really...

"Okay, don't be afraid Qianqian, I'll take it away." Jun Moying knew what she was thinking, just as he didn't want her to suffer, and she would not be willing to hurt him at any time, even when she was unconscious when.

In the room, those who fetched hot water, those who handed towels, and those who delivered babies were all busy.

The sound of the door opening and closing was even more clear amidst the noise, touching people's hearts directly.

The woman's cries of pain were endless, not only Feng Qian was sweating profusely, but even Jun Moying was so anxious.

"Your Majesty, use your strength, just a little more..."

"Your Majesty, you can't pant like this, hurry up, take a deep breath, take a deep breath..."

The Wen women were all anxious and sweating profusely, not to mention that there was a person with a cold face and a god-like face next to them, can you not be afraid?

Feng Qian listened to their instructions and did everything, but the pain in her abdomen was like beating drums. In fact, she knew that natural labor was going to be painful, not to mention she was born prematurely.

All the unlucky things in this life have been repeated by her...

Half an hour later, Feng Qian was exhausted and almost passed out again.

Among the people who pinched her hard, the voice of Wen Po was trembling with eagerness: "My lady, this is... this is going to be difficult..."

"Go away!" Jun Moying kicked her away, his face was so cold that he seemed to be freezing, "You dog slave, if you can't keep the mother and child safe, you will all fight with your life!"

Immediately, a replacement, Mrs. Wen, stepped forward and continued to work tremblingly.

Of course they knew that if anything happened to the master on the bed, the emperor would not spare anyone here.

Not only them, but also the concubines waiting outside the house were also in a state of anxiety.

I haven't heard any movement inside for so long, so there must be something wrong, right?
But they didn't think that the people inside would be safe and sound. It would be best if Feng Qian's mother and son were dead to be happy!

The most tangled one is the Queen Mother.

She has raised her son for so many years, and she always has affection, so she will not frantically insist on cursing her son's children. The best result now is to keep the son and leave the mother.

If Feng Qian died and left behind a child, Lianxi must have a chance in the future.

Well, it’s best to keep a female doll, and I won’t compete with Xi’er’s son for the crown prince in the future...

"Wow--!"

Suddenly, a loud cry of a baby broke the silence, and once again threw a boulder on the messy heart lake of everyone.

Dragonborn, born!

(End of this chapter)