Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 397 is about to give birth (6)
satisfaction!

Go fucking satisfied!

A pair of hawk eyes shot up and down around Mu Er. Although the expression of satisfaction was implicit and euphemistic, it couldn't escape Zhan Beilie's sharp gaze like a searchlight.

Damn, it's you!

Zhan Beilie finally found the culprit, he flew forward without saying a word, and hit Mu Er's face with a thunderous palm!

Mu Eryi pursed his lips, not understanding what this man was so angry about. He found this little skirt by accident, and with his medical skills, he naturally knew that it was wrong. Good things don’t leave a name, silently changed it to the right...

Quickly tilting his head, avoiding Zhan Beilie's Hansha's palm, he stepped a little, and instantly flew three meters away. He looked at him blankly, obviously with three points of bewilderment, three points of grievance, and three points of resentment.

He didn't know that the correction of this little robe not only wiped out Zhan Beilie's half a month of painstaking efforts, but also made him "click" in his heart, blocking something. He naturally understood the deep meaning of this. , but I don't want to believe it.

Zhan Beilie looked at Mu Er coldly, and made up his mind that the unhappiness that was blocked in his heart today will be vented on this fool!

Mu Er, who has always been emotionless, couldn't help being angry at this moment, his lips were tightly pressed together, and he stared at him for a moment, his breath soaring!

Thus, the stubborn Daqin God of War and the stubborn Muda genius doctor met each other in the small courtyard behind the ancient ink studio!
The two stared at each other for a moment, then flew up at the same time, and fought in mid-air...

When Leng Xia came, what he saw was the two people fighting in mid-air, two figures, one black and one green, interlaced and flying across the room, flying sand and rocks dense like wind and rain, a tornado-like storm centered on the two of them , sweeping towards the surrounding wave after wave...

Under the sweeping air waves, the seven dark guards huddled in the base of the wall, holding their heads pitifully, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

Especially Zhong Yin, who hid behind a few people, with startled eyes on Xie Mei's face, murmured again and again: "Oh, this strong wind, my hair is all messed up!"

Leng Xia's pretty face was ashen, and she folded the two branches beside her, and waved her jade hand!
The branch seemed to be infused with supreme strength, and it whizzed away like two sharp swords. There was a sound of "wuwu" breaking the wind in the air. Take over the wrist!

Zhan Beilie and Mu Er were startled at the same time, they suddenly stopped their indomitable strength, dodged to the sides respectively, and landed lightly.

At the same time, look in the direction of the branch.

Leng Xia stood at the door of the backyard, her phoenix eyes filled with a bitter chill, she slowly swept across the obviously guilty two people, suddenly...

She frowned, blinked, and said calmly for a while: "I might..."

I'm going to give birth!
After saying these words, the backyard, which was originally bustling because of the fight between Zhan Beilie and Mu Er, suddenly fell silent.

When Leng Xia spoke, her expression was so indifferent that everyone just stood there and didn't understand what she meant.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead in an instant, she covered her belly with plain hands, wrinkled her eyebrows fiercely, and shouted: "I said I'm going to give birth!"

The effect of this sentence is immediate!
It was as if a spring thunder exploded violently, causing everyone to tremble!
Especially Zhan Beilie, that handsome face, "swiped" and turned pale and pale. He stood still for a long time, and his legs and feet couldn't be controlled.

Even though the imperial doctor Wenpo in the palace had already prepared and was on standby at any time, even if he knew that the delivery would be in these few days, even if he had asked the imperial doctor Wenpo about the specific matters, even if he had rehearsed the scene in his mind Countless times, but now, Zhan Beilie's mind is completely blank, only three big characters keep roaring and echoing.

going to give birth...

Zhan Beilie is like this, and so is Mu Er!
He has never worked as a stable woman, and he can still handle things before giving birth. At this time, he really has nothing to do. His brows are furrowed, and he looks at Leng Xia's belly. At a loss, a little scared.

It was the first time for Dr. Mu Dashen's claws to go numb!
So up to this moment, Leng Xia clutched her stomach and bowed into a shrimp, while the two men were still standing there blankly.

One was full of panic, and the other was at a loss.

It was Zhong Yin who jumped up with an "Aww" and flew to Leng Xia's side. His hair was messed up and he didn't even care to tidy it up. He said in a panic, "Princess! Concubine! What should I do? Tell me quickly, what should I do now?"

Leng Xia really admired herself, the pain from her stomach shrank and shrank quickly spread to her limbs and bones, she even had the leisure to roll her eyes, and said calmly: "Imperial doctor, Mrs. Wen!"

"That's right! Imperial doctor! Wen Po!" Zhong Cang's poker face broke instantly, he jumped up suddenly, and flew towards the palace with a "swoosh".

Immediately behind, Mutian Muyang, with strong wind, thunder, and lightning, screamed like their butts were on fire, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhan Beilie's mind that had flown to nowhere suddenly returned to its place!

Quickly rushed to Leng Xia's side, his eagle eyes widened, he stammered: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..."

Leng Xia suddenly raised her head, her pretty face was covered with beads of sweat, she stared at him viciously, and said two words between her teeth: "Shut up!"

With one command and one action, the Great Qin God of War immediately shut up.

His legs and feet were trembling, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, afraid that he couldn't help but exclaim, Zhan Beilie had never tried to be as frightened as he is now after living for more than 20 years.

Leng Xia firmly grabbed his arm and ordered: "Carry me to the bed!"

Zhan Beilie nodded again and again, like a chicken pecking rice, finally there is one thing he can do!

Carefully picked up his daughter-in-law, ran wildly into the wing room, put her down lightly, and then continued to tremble.

A stick of incense passed by, Leng Xia's robe was already soaked with sweat, her face was pale, she was lying flat on the bed biting her lips tightly, the red lips had already lost their color.

(End of this chapter)