Manzhu slept so long until the next day when she was holding the lights, she didn't wake up. After seeing Manzhu awaken, the huge rock pressing in her heart finally landed. He saw Manzhu waking up and asked with pain and worry, "Manzhu, you are now." What do you feel uncomfortable?”

Manzhu, who just woke up, was still a little confused and hadn't figured out the situation yet, and she instinctively replied, "I feel like my bones are broken, it hurts so much. What's wrong with me?"

Hearing Manzhu say this, Shiyi only feels a red iron hand that has reached into his chest and grabbed his heart. He endured the severe pain and said gently, "Manzhu, you just finished giving birth to an imperial doctor and said. It’s normal to have this feeling now and wait for a few days.”

"Production" Manzhu looked at Shiyi in confusion and then tried hard to look at her lower abdomen, which was no longer bulging, gradually changed from dullness to surprise, and then suddenly realized that there was a light in her eyes. She was completely awake, "I gave birth to me, I'm born, I'm born, I'm born, I'm born, I'm going to see the baby, I'm going to see the baby." Manzhu was so happy that she was about to get out of bed Jump up

Shiyi nervously pressed her shoulders and pressed her on the bed and said hurriedly, "Manzhu, calm down, listen to me first, you said you had bleeding yesterday. If you move too much, the wound will crack. Don't move you Don't move, you want to see the child well, I'll ask someone to bring the child, don't move."

Manzhu was in a good mood, she looked at the world eloquent with a funny face, "Okay, I won't move, please ask someone to bring the baby quickly."

World Heritage confirmed that Manzhu would not try to jump out of the bed again, so he let go of his hand, but he was still worried, while carefully holding Manzhu and sitting up, raising his voice to the outside, saying, "People come and tell the imperial doctor to hug the little prince. Come"

"Little...Little Prince" Manzhu's face, who was originally very happy, changed in an instant. In addition to being unbelievable, there was also unconcealed disappointment and loss. The violent complex fluctuations made her lips tremble slightly. What did you say just now?”[

Manzhu's sudden change raised Shiyi's heart to his throat again, and he asked nervously, "Manzhu, why are you feeling uncomfortable? Your face is so ugly. What's wrong with Manzhu, Manzhu, what's wrong with you talking!"

Manzhu slowly aimed the focal length of her eyes at Shiyi's face. She had not yet come back from her shock. She asked carefully, "Little Prince, you say you are a little prince."

Shiyi's heart skipped a beat and cried secretly, can't it be that Manzhu knew that she was pregnant with twins and now she only had one child left. She just came back from the gate of hell and now she had to bear the pain of the deceased daughter. She would definitely not be able to bear Shiyi asked tentatively, "Manzhu." What’s wrong with you"

Manzhu took her eyes away from Shiyi's face with tears in her eyes. There was a sense of unconcealable loss in her voice. "How could it be a son? I always felt that I was pregnant with a daughter." Manzhu said and shed tears.

She's really sad

Shiyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she said it was this, but the next second he felt distressed again. He clumsyly wiped Manzhu's tears and gently held her shoulder with the other hand, so that she could snuggle in his arms. He didn't expect that after the memory loss Manzhu actually likes her daughter more than her son, just like her before she lost her memory. "Don't be sad, you can't cry during the confinement period."

Manzhu nodded obediently but still couldn't help sobbing, "World Etiquette, I really always felt that the daughter in my belly was not a doctor Hua said that I was not a twin, I still thought that I was pregnant with two daughters, how about now ...How come he became a son?

When Manzhu mentioned the twins Shiyi, his heart skipped a beat. He pretended to be calm, "Actually, the son and daughter are the same."

Manzhu muttered, "Where is it? If it's a daughter, I can wear her a beautiful flower skirt and comb her beautiful braids. I also want to teach her the piano, sing, write, draw, and teach her the girl's red. I have already I have thought about it and wait until she gets older, and I will ask you to teach her a set of swordsmanship so that she can protect herself." Manzhu sighed heavily, "Now, I have a son, don't you use the beautiful little skirts I have prepared. Got on it”

World Yi couldn't help but laugh softly, "You have prepared your little skirt."

"Yes, I'm ready to wear it until she was five years old."

"Five..." World Yi smiled even harder this time. "You are ready to be five years old, why don't I know anything?"

Manzhu muttered, "How could you know that you are so busy every day when you go out early and come back late? I prepared it with Chunxiang Chunxi." After Manzhu said that, she raised her head from the arms of the world and looked around. "Confused." "What's strange about these two girls?"

When Shiyi heard Manzhu ask this, he remembered that it seemed that they had disappeared from Manzhu's pain. In the past few days, his energy was completely focused on Manzhu. He didn't notice that they were missing. Shiyi keenly realized that something might have happened. He couldn't show it, he lowered his head and gently kissed Manzhu's forehead and said lightly, "I asked them to go out for business. Look, the mother brought the little prince here."

Manzhu's attention was immediately focused on the baby girl who was wrapped in swaddled clothes. She carefully placed the little prince in Manzhu's arms. When Manzhu first saw the pink in her arms. When she was a child, her whole heart melted. She reached out and pointed the child's cute little nose gently. She smiled gently, "Baby, I am the mother, he is your father, mother, I hope you will always be safe and happy." [

From beginning to end, I looked at Manzhu with a gentle face. His eyes were filled with deep love. This scene has appeared in his dream several times. Now the dream has come true. He held Manzhu's shoulder hand. I didn't feel tight, but Manzhu looked up and looked at him. She didn't feel a little smile. Manzhu leaned her head in Shiyi's arms and patted the baby in her arms and asked softly, "Whiyi, you have given the baby a good name. Is it?”

Shiyi's heart, eyes are full of Manzhu, where is there any other person even if his own son can't get into his heart. How could he give him a good name? Now, after Manzhu's past experiences, he still remembers it. He still looked down at Manzhu with affectionate eyes, "You should call him whatever you like."
Chapter completed!