By decree and pro

Chapter 149 It's Birth!

The genius doctor Beidou has been in Xiliang for more than half a month. Speaking of which, Yan was the one who delivered the baby back then.

Beidou has very rich experience in the matter of giving birth to the men of the Wuque clan. He also wrote a book "Secrets of Wuque" which records all aspects of the Wuque people.Since Yan became pregnant, Usman sent a special envoy to Dayan to invite him, and Aiqing even sent an army to escort Beidou, and sent over twenty cars of precious medicinal materials.

"How do you feel today?" Beidou sent pigeon meat soup boiled with shoutaicao, and added a little Yandanshen, "Come, drink it while it's hot."

"To tell you the truth, I don't feel good." Yan stuck out his tongue, "Beidou, you give me so much tonic soup every day, I feel so bloated, I want to go to the latrine after just going to it, I want to live in it gone."

"If you want your child to be born in the toilet, just move in." Beidou was a little tanned, but his harmless handsome face remained intact, "I won't stop it."

"You said ten days ago that I was going to give birth, but now I don't feel anything except wanting to relieve myself."

"Because you are about to give birth, this fetus is going down, pressing the urine, so naturally it always wants to relieve itself." Beidou handed the soup bowl to Yan, "When your father gave birth to you, he didn't talk so much nonsense. Drink Without it, giving birth requires physical strength, save more strength now, and it will be easier to give birth later.”

"Okay." Yan Ke didn't dare to disobey Beidou, so he drank it obediently.

"Close the windows, the queen can't be exposed to the wind recently, don't you know?" Ilya's voice was reprimanding a court lady.

"But the Beidou genius doctor said to ventilate, and opened a slit." The palace lady lowered her head and replied.

"Really... then open it." Ilya scratched his head, "But remember, it must be closed before dark."

"Yes." The maid nodded and stepped back.

"They are very nervous about you, and the king of Xiliang kept asking me for questions, for fear that there is something wrong with you." Beidou smiled and said, "Yan'er, do you know? I told him about giving birth, but actually There is not much difference between the men of the Wuque tribe and ordinary women, they are all 'children are born, mothers are killed', it is an extremely risky thing, guess what he told me?"

"say what?"

"He said, in case of danger, I only want the queen to live." Beidou smiled brightly, "This man is very infatuated with you."

"What did he say? He is not a father." Yan blushed and said, "Don't pay attention to him."

"Yan'er, don't worry, you are in very good health, and it is unlikely that you will keep the big or the young." Beidou raised his head slightly, looked at Yan and said, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to marry, and you are still married. Married to a place so far away from Xiliang, I always thought that you would stay in Suiyang and stay by the emperor's side for the rest of your life."

"Well, I'm not surprised." Yan put down the empty soup bowl, "You don't know how much I miss Brother Huang, I really want to go back and see him."

"The emperor also wants to see you very much. He also thought about letting Prince Yong'an and Prince Yongyu handle the government affairs on his behalf, so he can come to Xiliang to see you. He really doesn't worry about you, but the twin princes don't want to tear down the court It’s not bad, but it’s impossible to manage the government. The emperor thought about it, but he still couldn’t come with me.”

"Of course, I understand what the emperor wants. If he could come, he would have been here." Yan smiled, "Besides, he has already given me his most important person. When he sees him, he will be here with the emperor." As if in person."

"That's right, they are as gluey as glue, and it's like three autumns if we don't see each other every day. The emperor is really willing to take care of you."

"It's just Jing Tingrui's suffering," Yan sighed exaggeratedly, "He was quite delicate when he was in Dayan, but now he grows a beard here, and his whole person is getting rougher."

"Haha, that's right, I almost didn't recognize him when I saw him that day." Beidou patted his legs and laughed, "Who is this unshaven burly man?"

"Hey, my stomach hurts from laughing." Yan rubbed his waist and said, "I'll make it easier."

"I go with you."

"No need." Yan smiled, "I haven't moved yet."

"Then be careful." Beidou urged.

Yan walked quickly to Gongtong's room, it was a small stone house, very airy and clean.

"Why is it getting more and more painful..." Yan couldn't help thinking, "Will the thousand-year-old Danshen put by Beidou be rotten?"

He hadn't had a stomachache for a long time, and he didn't have a bad stomach when he came to Xiliang. Even Usman praised him for his good appetite and good health.

"Hiss~~~~~~~ Pain, pain, pain!" The pain spread rapidly from the abdomen to the lower back, and cold sweat broke out from Yan's body all of a sudden.

"Hey!" Yan gritted his teeth, his brows furrowed tightly, he took off his trousers, and sat on the pail with great difficulty, wanting to be convenient, so that the pain would stop when he pulled it out, but the stomachache came again and again, making him Can't work hard.

"Oh, it hurts so much, I, I have to find Beidou!" Yan took a deep breath, his face turned pale from the pain, he wanted to stand up while leaning on the wall, but he didn't expect his body to feel hot, and his legs were covered with "urine." "It got wet, and he was in so much pain that he became "incontinent"!"

"What?" Yan held the waistband of obscenity trousers in one hand, and leaned on the wall with the other, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"What he gave me was Shiquan Dabu Decoction, or poison medicine! Damn it, it hurts so much! I...I...!" The pain became more and more frequent, and Yan originally wanted to pull up his pants , rushed out to find Beidou to settle accounts, but he was in so much pain that he wanted to roll on the ground and forget it, whether it was a latrine or a mountain of swords, his legs trembled, and the sharp pain seemed to be wandering, moving from the upper abdomen to the lower abdomen, Even the lower body hurts like being pinched and exploded.

"Fuck!" Yan thumped the wall hard, but his fingers were limp, he had to get out, he couldn't really faint in the Gong barrel room!

"Woo... what is it?" Feeling something heavy, falling, and warm, Yan stretched out his hand to touch between his legs, and was so surprised that it flew up. This, this seems to be a child's head...

"—Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Yan's earth-shattering screams startled the parrots and eagles in the Queen's Hall, and Big Dipper yelled at Yan as soon as he grabbed the medicine box with him. Running in that direction, Ilya's goosebumps popped out all over his body. He hissed and shouted: "There are assassins, there are assassins! Hurry up and escort!" Then he also ran in that direction.

All the guards in the queen's hall were mobilized, and all of them rushed to the latrine, covering the place that was no bigger than dried tofu.

"Yan'er! Are you alright?" Beidou kicked open the door of Gong Tong's room. There was a bloody smell inside, and scarlet blood spots fell on the ground.

"Bei, beibeibeibeibeidou!" Yan's teeth were clenched, he couldn't tell whether it was pain or panic, "Then, that one came out!"

"I said you're going to give birth soon." Beidou grinned, "You stand firm against the wall..."

"You, you, you, you don't want me to give birth here, do you?" Yan gasped for breath.

"I can't wait to help you out." Beidou said, "Ilya, go and inform the King of Xiliang..."

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Beidou turned around and saw Ilya fell straight backwards, whether it was due to blood dizziness or something... and rolled his eyes.

"Useless stuff!" Yan stared at Ilya, "I was in so much pain that I didn't even faint, but he fell down first, come, come, call the imperial doctor and see what's wrong with him."

"He will be fine, you take care of yourself first." The maid sent a clean mattress, Beidou took it, and put it under Yan's body, "If you are moved now, both father and son will be in danger, you just give birth like this .”

"Fuck! My child is actually in the Gong barrel room...!"

"Just don't tell him no in the future."

"Then how many people's mouths have to be killed." Yan looked outside, there were so many guards standing there, but he didn't dare to look around, and lowered his head to wait.

"Stop talking nonsense and focus on your health."

"Damn it, it hurts so much that I can't concentrate... Ahhh! It hurts!" Yan clenched his fists tightly and pressed against the wall. He could hardly stand up anymore, his legs were bent.

"You hold on, just stand up like this, and you can use your strength." Beidou had a familiar expression, "Continue to exert strength, and the baby will come out in no time."

"You just said it was coming soon."

"—Your Majesty is here!"

Usman rushed over and heard from Yalta that Yan was in labor, leaving the ministers who were discussing and hurried over.

The guards and maids knelt down one after another, Yan trembled all over and said, "Usman, wait outside for me."

"Why!" Usman was about to enter the barrel room.

"I'm afraid... woo woo... I can't help hitting you." Yan didn't know why he wanted to hit people, especially Usman, and wanted to beat him up.

"Hehe." Beidou smiled, a very bright smile, and then pressed Yan's stomach hard, "It's tense, squeeze it out in one breath."

"What are you talking about, squeeze?... Ugh!" Yan followed Beidou's hand gestures, pushing hard against the pain, thinking that it would be fine as long as he pushed it out.

Suddenly, Yan's whole body loosened, and the heavy thing finally came out.

Yan stared wide-eyed and stared blankly, feeling unbelievable.

Beidou was busy between his wet legs for a while, then he held a wrinkled and red baby with both hands and sent it to Yan.

"Look, what a big fat boy! Only you are strong enough to give birth so smoothly." Beidou was smiling, and the baby wrinkled his face, opened his mouth and burst into tears, as if he had suffered a lot. wronged.

That's right, being born next to Gong Tong, who can bear this grievance.

The cry was so loud and clear that it could be heard clearly from outside.

"Yanyan!" Usman couldn't help rushing in anymore, seeing Yan holding the baby in his arms, staring at the little thing in surprise, while Beidou was dealing with the aftermath.

"Wu, Usman..." Yan looked up at Usman, and then smiled as if he had realized it, "We have a son."

"Son... Yu'er," Usman looked so surprised that he didn't know what to do. He leaned over cautiously and stood in front of Yan, "He, he is so small."

"It's not too young, I just weighed it, and it weighs about seven catties." Beidou said with a smile, "King Xiliang, please hold the child first, I will send the queen back to the palace to rest."

"I'll hug Yanyan, let Yan hug Yu'er." Usman immediately said, "Let's go."

"Alright." Beidou nodded with a smile.

So Usman hugged Yan, who was wrapped in a cloak, in Yan's arms, holding the little prince who started to look around after screaming a few times, and went back to the bedroom amidst everyone's amazed or surprised eyes.

Just now Ilya was helped down by the guards, but the imperial physician woke him up with a glass of water without giving an injection. Ilya said in a panic, "I dreamed that the queen was born!"

Everyone laughed, and the imperial doctor said: "It's not a dream, go and have a look."

When Ilya arrived, Yan was drinking brown sugar water, and smiled and said to Beidou who was scrubbing the child's body, "How do I know that the child will come out as soon as he says it, just like papa."

"Your father is not talking about you." Usman said to the child with a smile, "You are not papa."

"He's still too young to understand." Yan said with a smile, looking at the child.Not long after he put down the child, he wanted to hug him again, who made him look soft, small and very playful.

Moreover, Yan still has a sense of trance, as if all this is a dream. This baby has been in his stomach for so long, and he never knew what he was like. In front of me, it's strange.

"Yan, you are really blessed." Beidou wrapped the child's swaddle and hugged it to Yan, "This first childbirth can be so smooth."

"You mean, it will be easier for me to give birth to the second or third child in the future?" Yan stretched out his hand quickly, not daring to use too much force or not to use too much force, embracing the child with both arms stretched.

"You still want to give Yu'er a younger brother and sister?" The smile on Usman's face was more rippling than spring flowers.

"Of course, giving birth doesn't hurt too much. I've been nervous for half a year!" Yan is completely satisfied with having a baby, and the pain of wanting to kill people just now has been forgotten, "He is so cute, Usman, Look at his eyes, they are black, very similar to mine, the fetal hair..." Before the war was chaotic and the light was dim, Yan could see clearly now, "Wow! It's silver!"

The baby's fetal hair is like a layer of fine and soft fluff, growing close to the scalp, with only a handful of silver hair sticking upright at the crown of the head.

"I really don't know whose son can be so beautiful." Usman gently patted the child's head, overjoyed.

"How wrinkled his face is, and his eyelids are still so swollen, he really looks like a little old man." Ilya said the truth abruptly.

Yan and Usman stared together, their eyes were like rain of knives, Ilya was so frightened that he hid behind Beidou, trembling all over!

Beidou smiled and said, "Newborn babies are like that. After being soaked in amniotic fluid for several months, it's no wonder that their skin doesn't wrinkle. It will be fine in two days."

Wa'er's mouth kept moving, as if he had something to say, Yan couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Why does he keep pouting? But does he have something to say?"

"He's going to drink milk." Beidou chuckled, "How can a newborn baby talk?"

"Come here." Usman hurriedly greeted, "Bring the milk bottle."