Chapter 1093 Production (2)

There are three midwives in the hall alone.

They were all sweating profusely, and they were even more worried than Murong Wan.

He kept trying to comfort her: "Your Majesty, work harder, you can see your legs, you can see your legs."

"leg"

When Murong Wan heard it, he almost passed out.

Don't you see the head first?
Only then did you see how the legs came out?
The fetal position is not correct!
The three midwives were at a loss for a long time there.

They are the most famous midwives in the capital, and they have never seen any scenes.

Of course, when a woman gives birth and her husband breaks in
They are really, the first time in their lives to see.

But he is the emperor.

If ordinary men broke in, they would have scolded them and told them to go out.

But the emperor, who dares to let him get out?
Murong Wan was in so much pain that she almost lost consciousness.

Until the top of the head, a shadow swept down.

Her sweaty hand was held in the cold hands of the man.

The messy forehead covered with beads of sweat was also stroked by the man's big palm.

Murong Wan cried instantly.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Hey, I won't give birth."

"I can't live without it, I can't get stuck there. Woohoo."

"Then suffocate him."

Murong Wan: "."

Three midwives: "."

Fuck, this emperor is so poisonous?
The co-author isn't the emperor's child?
The three midwives looked at each other, is the emperor planning to take revenge?
With the emperor's unfeeling tone, it's hard for them not to doubt it just by making them!

Whose father can suffocate the unborn child to death in the mother's womb.

It may be that his cold words are very effective and effective.

The baby who had only exposed its legs just now showed its head directly.

The three midwives were so happy that they nearly wept with joy. They dragged the baby's head and pulled it out.

"It's born! It's born! It's a prince!"

Even when the baby is born, it doesn't cry, but the eyes of such a small baby have turned into tonglings, it looks really weird.

"One more! One more!"

The midwife checked Murong Wan's body and found that there was another child in her stomach.

This one is relatively easy to produce, and it comes out immediately.

Even so, Murong Wan still suffered a lot.

"Another prince! Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, the empress has given birth to two princes!"

The joy in the temple soon spread outside.

There was no abnormality on Pei Qilian's handsome face. On the contrary, when he heard that Murong Wan had given birth to two princes, his handsome brows frowned: "Why two princes?"

Wan'er has always wanted to have a daughter.

He stepped forward and took Murong Wan into his arms without the slightest dislike.

Caressing her sweat-soaked back.

Murong Wan felt aggrieved, and buried his head in his arms: "Baby, why did you have two sons? I want a daughter."

"That--"

Pei Qilian looked down at her, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, like a pool of gentle spring water, his eyes fell on her pale and weak face, and he never moved away.

"A lot?"

"many."

Murong Wan pouted aggrievedly.

One son and one daughter are fine.

What a heartwarming daughter, why are there two sons.

"or?"

Pei Qilian stared at her seriously for a while: "Throw one?"

Murong Wan: "."

After a long time, when he regained his strength, Murong Wan glared at him: "What did you say?"

Pei Qilian's dark pupils darkened a little: "I didn't say anything. It's hard work. Let's sleep for a while. I'll be with you."

"Don't throw our children away!"

Murong Wan grabbed his hand.

Although they were two sons, they did not give birth to a daughter.

But anyway, it was born with all her efforts!

It's her own flesh and blood!
(End of this chapter)

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