Mu Zhan has always had a expressionless, oppressive look, which is intimidating. In front of Wen Mingyu, his expression will be much softer, but like now, his face suddenly changed and became solemn.

Anxiety and even obvious panic are rare.

For a moment, his sanity seemed to have collapsed and he could no longer think. Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly turned around and ordered the imperial doctor and Wen Po to come.

The entire Tai Chi Hall entered an extremely tense atmosphere.

Because Wen Mingyu was approaching her due date, the imperial doctor and Wen Po were mentally prepared to come with her. They rushed over quickly, thinking they were about to receive her, but at first glance

‌ What’s more, I discovered that there was only a small amount of thick, dark blood on the seat cushion.

Po Wen said respectfully: "Your majesty, don't worry, this is seeing red, which is a sign before giving birth. It has not yet arrived, but it will be within twelve ‌ hours."

After hearing this, Mu Zhan finally relaxed and calmed down. Besides, he had read books on this subject before, so he had some understanding, but because he saw the dazzling ray of light on the white plush cushion,

‌Blood red, I couldn't control it, I panicked instantly, my mind went blank, I completely forgot what I read in the book.

It was only then that Wen Mingyu realized that his amniotic fluid had not broken yet, but he was just preparing to have a baby. He and Mu Zhan were both novices, and it was their first time to have a baby. Obviously, they were not as calm as they were before, so they were not as calm as they were when it came to this matter.

I only had a partial understanding, and I scared myself.

After being tense and relaxing, Wen Mingyu's body felt weak and she slumped backwards on the chair.

Although it wasn't right away, it was soon. The imperial doctor and Wen Po did not leave, but waited in the side hall.

Mu Zhan stepped forward to help Wen Mingyu change out of her dirty clothes.

Po Wen exited the palace gate, vaguely remembering the Holy Sage's words, and her eyes could not help but widen in shock. The emperor and empress were really a married couple. Before, she said that the Holy Sage would personally take care of the pregnant woman.

The queen still didn't believe it. After all, emperors have been weak since ancient times. How could she have imagined that it was true?

Wen Mingyu opened his hands and let Mu Zhan help him put on clean clothes, then he was picked up and put on the bed.

Mu Zhan sat down on the edge of the bed, his face tense, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, looking a bit scary.

Wen Mingyu tilted her head to look at him and reached out to touch his hand. It was not hot, but had an abnormal coolness. He could see that Mu Zhan was nervous, and the degree was not light.

"Why do you seem more panicked than me?" Wen Mingyu curled up the corner of his mouth and deliberately spoke to him in a teasing way.

During the pregnancy, Wen Mingyu was worried about the pain during pregnancy, but when it came to the end, he calmed down and was not so afraid.

And seeing Mu Zhan like this, it seemed that he was also nervous as well.

Mu Zhan didn't speak, just stared at him closely, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye. He also held Wen Mingyu's hand with his hand, subconsciously grasped it, and then seemed to react,

Feeling that Wen Mingyu might be in pain, she relaxed ‌‌, but still held his ‌ hand.

"Does it still hurt now?"

Wen Mingyu shook his head. In fact, he didn't feel anything. He even felt that he could eat something more and read the book to relax. But when he said this now, something seemed wrong?

No, his body was too pale, and his stomach suddenly growled, breaking the silence.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, unable to hide his surprise.

Wen Mingyu whispered: "I haven't finished eating just now, I just ate half a bowl."

Mu Zhan felt uneasy and flustered in his heart. He was shaken off by these words. He couldn't help but curl his lips, turned around and asked someone to bring in the royal meal.

Wen Mingyu was helped to sit up slowly. He originally wanted to eat by himself, but Mu Zhan did not let go and insisted on feeding him. Wen Mingyu had no choice but to open his mouth and accept the service from the tyrant calmly, but he couldn't help it in his heart.

Complaints, I feel like he is not pregnant, but paralyzed.

After eating, Wen Mingyu patted the place next to him again, and asked Mu Zhan to read the storybook with him, and discussed the play with a smile. There was not much tension before giving birth, and Mu Zhan was also affected by Wen Mingyu.

Wait and calm down slowly.

Two hours later, Wen Mingyu suddenly felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, his face changed, and he almost threw out the storybook in his hand. Mu Zhan subconsciously held his hand, wanting to call someone in.

But Wen Mingyu was still rational and said: "It should be the onset of labor pains, so it's useless to call anyone."

Mu Zhan also knew it, but when he saw him in pain, he couldn't help but get nervous. He was silent for a while, then put Wen Mingyu's hand on his arm and said, "If it hurts, just pinch me."

Well, there’s no need to hold it back.”

Wen Mingyu couldn't help laughing, wouldn't it hurt both of them?

"It's okay now, but it hurts a lot in the back, so I'll pinch it." Wen Mingyu smiled indifferently. Saying this, Mu Zhan might feel relieved. He was too tense.

The regular tightening feeling in the abdomen gradually became more frequent, the intervals became shorter and shorter, and the pain became more intense. He even seemed to be able to clearly feel something falling.

When Wen Po was halfway through the labor pain, she came in, looked at the situation, comforted Wen Mingyu, and told him that this was normal and there was no need to be afraid.

After an interval of two hours of pain, the amniotic fluid broke and Wen Po was already receiving water. The palace attendants kept bringing hot water back and forth, busy in an orderly and nervous manner.

When Wen Mingyu's labor pains were so frequent that the intervals were short, Po Wen had to respectfully ask Mu Zhan to come out. After all, it was unlucky to have a bloody delivery room.

But Mu Zhan ignored it, instead looked down at Wen Mingyu and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to be alone?"

Wen Mingyu directly grabbed his hand and pinched it tightly. It could be said that he gave the answer with his actions. He wanted Mu Zhan to accompany him.

Mu Zhan glanced at Po Wen lightly and said, "Do your best and don't worry about anything else."

Wen Po immediately responded without saying anything else. After all, the Holy Sage had already spoken, and the Queen gave birth on a dragon bed, which was enough to show that he had a high status in the Holy Sage's heart. Not that such a small person could comment. No.

‌,‌Looking at the scene in front of me, I can't help but feel ‌ in my heart. I have received ‌‌ for so many people. Most men only care about their children and feel sorry for the mothers. ‌‌. Especially in the royal family.

Extremely rare.

Fortunately, the delivery went smoothly. After the amniotic water broke, half an hour later, Mrs. Wen took out a baby and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you are a little prince."

But Mu Zhan did not relax and rejoiced. Instead, he ordered Wen Po, "Continue."

Po Wen was stunned for a moment, almost not understanding what this meant. When she lowered her head, she found that there was another baby coming out. She quickly handed the little prince to the maid next to her and continued to take care of him.

Although ‌ looks at the situation of the Queen ‌‌, there is speculation that there may be more than one heir to the emperor, but why is the Holy One so sure? It seems that he has known it for a long time and is more experienced than ‌.

Po Wen didn't have time to think too much, so she quickly returned her attention to the main business and successfully picked up a little princess. But the Lord seemed to feel that it was not the end yet, so he congratulated her for the second time.

As soon as I finished speaking, I choked.

"Your Majesty, this... has ended successfully."

"No more kids? Just two?"

Wen Po is confused. Isn’t it okay to have twins of twins? How many do you want? The more you have, the more dangerous it is. How can two children have such a smooth life?

You are so lucky. Don't be too greedy. You can have another baby next time!

Po Wen didn't know that Mu Zhan had long been mentally prepared because of the strong breeding ability of rabbits. He thought that Wen Mingyu would give birth to octuplets. So now there are only two, and he was sure that he would give birth to octuplets.

‌Quite interesting‌.

After getting the definite answer, Mu Zhan did not ask any more questions, and instead ordered Wen Po and the imperial doctor to make arrangements for postpartum confinement so that Wen Mingyu could recover.

I have been busy for several hours, and now it is midnight.

Mu Zhan looked at Wen Mingyu's pale face, with sweaty and sticky black hair on the sides of his cheeks and neck. He felt uncomfortable and regretted that he had not used contraception that time. The child was going through hell.

‌The statement is too accurate now.

Mu Zhan felt sorry for Wen Mingyu's suffering, and Wen Mingyu was also looking at him. In fact, Mu Zhan's condition was no better than him. His face was shockingly pale, and his eyes were red.

, as if he had just gone through childbirth. It was not him, but Mu Zhan.

Wen Mingyu curled his lips and said, "I'm fine now."

Mu Zhan didn't seem to believe it, he was still immersed in the terrible childbirth just now, with basins of blood and water. Wen Mingyu's face turned pale as if he was about to die, and his heart beat several times.

Almost stopped.

Wen Mingyu was helpless, because he had not lied. He felt relaxed all over after he was really done. Except for the slight pain in his stomach, nothing happened. If his body was not soft and soft, there would be nothing wrong with him.

I feel like I can get out of bed and walk around twice now to prove it to Mu Zhan.

Mu Zhan was half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, and suddenly lay down next to him.

Wen Mingyu said quickly: "I'm covered in sweat."

Although the mattress and everything had been replaced with clean ones, he was still unable to take a shower as his body was sticky with sweat and he felt a little dirty and smelly.

But Mu Zhan was extremely insistent and lay down anyway. He originally wanted to hug Wen Mingyu, but he was worried that he would be hurt, so he stretched out his hand and then took it back.

Wen Mingyu saw it, pulled his hand back, gently placed it on her waist, smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't feel any pain anymore."

At this time, the corners of Mu Zhan's lips finally showed a slight arc, which soon disappeared. He carefully pressed his lips against his face, and he was very close to him with his chin.

, like a very insecure big dog, clinging tightly to its owner.

Wen Mingyu also hugged his arm in return, releasing pheromones that intertwined the sweetness of fruit and the smell of strong liquor.

In this way, the two of them felt at ease, and then they couldn't help but close their eyes because of their deep tiredness.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, something suddenly flashed in Wen Mingyu's mind, as if... the child had forgotten to read?

Just as he was thinking this, Wen Mingyu woke up again and his body moved subconsciously.

"What's wrong?"

"I haven't seen the child yet."

Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu's voices sounded almost at the same time. Mu Zhan seemed to suddenly remember that he had just given birth to two children. He stood up and wanted someone to hold the children, and just then, Wen Po came.

‌A voice sounded through the screen, saying that she was about to breastfeed for the first time.

Mu Zhan asked people to come in.

In the hands of Po Wen and the palace maid, each held the newly born little prince and the little princess. They had been carefully cleaned and wrapped in swaddling clothes.

When they came forward, Po Wen taught Wen Mingyu how to breastfeed, and also briefly talked about the importance of breastfeeding for the first time, preferably within half an hour. Only when things went well, Po Wen dared to leave.

, Empress Liu and her newborn child got close to each other for the first time.

After Wen Mingyu finished feeding, she hurriedly closed her clothes, her ears were red. The pain was not that painful, but she was embarrassed and nervous, afraid of not doing the right thing.

It felt wonderful, as if I had established a connection with the young children. Seeing them working so hard to drink milk made me feel inexplicably moved.
To be continued...