Northern Qi Dynasty, the first year of Taichu, the third day of November.【】

The weather is getting colder, and the day when Zhong Qingye is giving birth is getting closer and closer. The busyness that Weiyang Palace has been in since the end of October has become more and more obvious. Taiyuan Hospital and Wenpo have already prepared everything needed for the birth.

Everything is available. The wet nurse, clothes, toys, etc. that will be needed after the child is born have been intensively prepared since the beginning of September, and now almost the entire side hall is filled.

Zhong Qingye is pregnant with twins, because she doesn't know whether they are two boys, two girls, or better yet, a twin of a boy and a girl. The people preparing these baby products have been almost crazy in the past two months. Anyway, Qi Mo

It was ordered that no matter whether the pair of children were boys or girls, the necessary supplies must be prepared, which made them even more busy.

That night, the embroidery workshop specially sent a newly designed clothing pattern for Zhong Qingye to choose. It happened that Qi Mo was also having dinner at Weiyang Palace. When he heard what the internal prison officer said, he immediately became interested and dropped the brochures.

Accompany your precious lady to choose the patterns on her children's clothes.

In fact, there was nothing to choose from. Which of the patterns embroidered on the clothes of the prince, Di Ji, did not have a good meaning? However, Zhong Qingye was in a good mood, and he also enjoyed some patterns that made no difference over and over again. From time to time, he picked out one for Qi Mo to give his opinion.

, Qi Mo is also very interested in doing things for his children, who wouldn't be more active?

Zhong Qingye took out a piece of satin embroidered with a tiger's head from a pile of patterns. His slightly swollen fingers carelessly touched the delicate colorful threads on it, all the way to the bright jade pearls on the tiger's whiskers, and suddenly said:

"Qi Mo, don't you have anything to say to me?"

After Qi Mo ascended the throne, everyone called him emperor, and his status was very different from before. However, Zhong Qingye only called him emperor in front of others. In private, he still liked to call him by his first name, as if they had just met.

It was the same as before, and so was Qi Mo. He seemed distant and transcendent, but in fact both of them felt close to each other.

Qi Mo was flipping through the colorful fish and beads patterns embroidered on the girl's clothes. Hearing this, he raised his head in confusion, "What did you say?"

Zhong Qingye threw the satin on the table, supported his waist and smiled half-heartedly at him. "I've been waiting for myself to speak, but it's been so long since I came back from Qianhe Island, and you don't seem to have the slightest idea to ask me.

Explain it."

Poor Qi Mo, who was usually very intelligent, seemed a little dull at this moment, and repeated blankly: "Explain what?"

Zhong Qingye lost his face and narrowed his eyes at him.

Qi Mo looked guilty, like a harmful little white rabbit.

Zhong Qingye stared at him for a long time, but when he saw that he still had no intention of speaking, his expression changed involuntarily, and there was an angry look in his eyes. He stared at her for a while, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhong Qingye was confused by his smile, and looked at him more and more angrily. Qi Mo smiled and stretched out his hand, pinched her round and bright red cheek, and said with full affection: "My

The Queen is indeed the cutest when she is jealous."

"You!..." Zhong Qingye didn't expect that he was still in the mood to joke at this time. He couldn't help but get even more angry and slapped his hand away. "Stop! I'll tell you the truth! I won't explain clearly.

Don’t even think about getting into my bed today!”

"Wow, is it so serious?" Qi Mo laughed harder and stretched out his hand to gather the patterns on the table. "Since my beloved concubine has said so, let me ask, what do you want to know?"

"Qi Mo!" Zhong Qingye slapped the table angrily, his face turning red. "Can you be more serious! I'm not joking with you! Also, what do you mean I want to know something? It's obviously

You should tell me everything!"

"Why are you so angry all of a sudden?" Qi Menai shook his head and reached out to hold her hand. "Give it to me, does it hurt?"

Zhong Qingye childishly put his hands behind his back, angrily hugging him.

He stared at her for a long time, then the smile on his face gradually faded, and he said softly: "You really want to know?"

Zhong Qingye nodded heavily and said solemnly: "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be stern!"

Qi Menai rubbed his nose. "What does it mean to be lenient and strict? I am not a criminal. The reason why I didn't tell you for so long is because I was afraid that it would affect your fetal gas? You, you are becoming more and more pregnant.

He’s a kid.”

Zhong Qingye also felt that her temper had changed a lot after becoming pregnant, and she seemed to be becoming more irritable, but she would never admit such words in front of Qi Mo. She bulged her eyes and stared at him motionless.

Qi Mo laughed in a low voice and said slowly: "Of course, I keep putting it off because I don't know how to tell you. After thinking about it, I can only tell you one thing. I only regard Lian as my sister now."

Wait." He raised his head and looked at Zhong Qingye, "Do you understand?"

Zhong Qingye narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Really or not? You won't lie to me, right?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Zhong Qingye looked at him up and down for a long time, just like a wife checking her husband. Qi Mo's heart went crazy when he stared straight at him, and then he reluctantly said: "Let me believe you for once, but if you let me find out,

Is there anything I can be sorry for..."

She pressed her fist, her knuckles crackled, and the expression on her face was so ferocious that Qi Mo couldn't laugh or cry. He had to raise his hands in surrender and said: "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is, is that okay?"

"What I say doesn't count, what you say counts." Zhong Qingye suddenly said something strange.

"...?"

Zhong Qingye narrowed his eyes bit by bit. "I have heard that recently the ministers in the court have asked for more and more drafts to enrich the harem. You have always refused on the grounds that I am about to give birth and there is no room for error.

, then after I give birth, are you going to prepare for the big talent show?!"

"I don't want to..." Qi Mo was only halfway through his words when he suddenly saw Zhong Qingye's face change. He hugged his stomach with both hands and jumped up from the chair. "What's wrong? Is the fetus moving again?"

Already?"

Zhong Qingye's face turned pale in pain, and he couldn't speak at all. The cold sweat on his head suddenly turned into strings, and he fell down without any strength. Qi Mo was so frightened that he stretched out his hand to support her. Zhong Qingye gasped vigorously.

, said with great pains: "The child... seems to be... coming out soon..."

"Giving birth?!" Qi Mo didn't expect it to come so suddenly. He didn't know whether he was in a hurry or a surprise. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered to call the doctor and hurriedly

He roared loudly, and the entire Weiyang Palace was in a state of alarm, with people rushing back and forth non-stop.

In the first year of Taichu, on the third day of the eleventh month, at the second quarter of Xu, Weiyang Palace in the imperial city.

Queen Tianze was about to give birth, and the whole Weiyang Palace was in a hectic scene.

The person who took the lead in creating uneasy factors was Emperor Qi Mu. He was pacing back and forth outside the closed door of Weiyang Palace without stopping for a moment. The ten fingers on both hands were twisted into twists, and his lips kept moving and trembling.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

Soon, the three girls Wu Ying, Chun Xia Qiu, Yan Zi, Zhong Haoyu, Qi Yan and even Qi Yu hurried over. By chance, Xi Zang happened to go to the northwest to check the soldiers' arrangements and was not in the palace. Zhong Haoyu had just returned from the palace.

He rushed over from outside, running too fast, and his head was covered with sweat. As soon as he saw everyone, he said impatiently: "How is it? Is the baby born?"

Hongying shook his head. "Wen Po and the imperial doctor just entered, not so fast."

Zhong Haoyu wiped away the cold sweat, while Qi Yan also looked worried and tugged at the handkerchief uneasily. "Why is it that I am about to give birth all of a sudden? When I just heard that the palace maid came to report, I was so shocked."

Qiu'er was busy calculating the days. "My mother's belly is almost full term, and it is possible to give birth now. There was no warning when I gave birth to the baby, and it was about to happen suddenly. Don't worry, my mother's body is taking good care of herself these days.

There will definitely be no problem.”

Hearing what Qiu'er said, everyone looked at her and turned to Xia'er and Heiying. They were the only ones with experience here. After seeing that Xia'er and Heiying nodded, everyone felt slightly relieved.

"When the little prince is born, I must teach him how to ride and shoot!" Hong Ying had already started making calculations on one side, completely ignoring Qi Mo on the other side as he walked around and around and almost went crazy.

"No! My wife and I have agreed a long time ago that after the little prince is born, he will leave it to me to ride and shoot. It just so happens that my boss can learn with him." The dissatisfaction on Black Eagle's face turned into complacency at the end.

"Go away! You already have two children in your family who want to learn. Don't compete with me for the little prince! I must teach him how to ride and shoot!" Hong Ying said unceremoniously, with a look of displeasure on his face.

.

"Red Eagle teaches riding and shooting, then I will teach swordsmanship." Huang Ying said happily. "Finally, I can be a gentleman for a while."

"Your sword skills can't stop cutting even a piece of cotton. I'll teach the little prince his sword skills!" Bai Ying said as if he didn't say anything, but when he spoke, he was the type to make people angry to death.

"Who said my swordsmanship is not good? If I have the ability, let's compete!" Huang Ying retorted unconvinced.

"Let's compete! Who's afraid of whom!" Bai Ying's disdainful look made people feel angry from the bottom of their lungs.

"Leave the little prince's art of war to me." Ziying said coldly, with a cold and arrogant face.

"Why..."

…￥￥um

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………

Qi Mo, who was walking almost crazy on the other side, had a cold look in his eyes, and had the urge to rush up and throw everyone to the dogs.

"You all shut up!!"

A sudden roar interrupted the bargaining dispute in the vegetable market. Qi Mo's face turned dark, and he was on the verge of an explosion. He anxiously walked around in irregular steps. "No! Why are you still here?

I can’t come out anymore, it’s been so long!”

Black Eagle couldn't help but smile and said: "Your Majesty, this is how women give birth." Is there any need to be so worried?

...Although, when Qiu'er gave birth, he almost broke the floor.

"Have you ever given birth?!" Qi Mo turned his head suddenly and glared at him fiercely. "If Qingye has any shortcomings, you are the only one I can ask!"

The corner of Black Eagle's mouth twitched, and his expression was extremely guilty. Of course he had never given birth, but his wife had given birth, so what difference does it make? And why was he the only one asking? He is not a doctor...

Seeing Black Eagle's dissatisfaction, Qiu'er gently pulled his sleeves and laughed softly: "You'd better be patient. If the emperor gets angry, I might send you to the stable to clean."

It’s horse manure.”

The corners of Black Eagle's mouth twitched more and more seriously because he and Zhong Qingye made a little joke and Qi Mo heard it. Their great emperor, who was able to distinguish between public and private affairs, actually asked such a dignified general like him to clean up horse manure.

!!

Thinking of the strange look in the stable slave's eyes that day, Black Eagle felt that this would definitely be a lifelong shame for him!
To be continued...