The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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It doesn't happen sooner or later, but this attack...

This kid... really knows how to catch up...

Princess Xinyang cursed in her heart, the great pain overwhelmed her, so much so that she couldn't even take care of her own illness.

Xuan Pinghou didn't make trouble at this juncture either, he looked at her painful expression and forced himself to cheer up, not to fall down at the critical moment.

When the first few children were born, he was in the military camp, and he rushed back from the military camp when he got the news the next day.

This was the first time he encountered a pregnant woman giving birth seriously.

To be honest, he just came back, and it happened to catch up with his funeral, and also caught up with Xinyang's pregnancy, and luckily, he was about to give birth.

"Crossing the ice field is not so exciting..." he murmured.

"What did you say?" Princess Xinyang's mind was in a state of confusion due to the pain, and she couldn't hear what he said clearly.

"No, nothing," he said.

How does a woman give birth to a child?

"Where's Yujin?" He asked.

"...not here."

I'm going to help you with the funeral.

"Where is Ah Heng?"

"...not here either."

I'm going to do your funeral too.

Even a few capable old mothers and maids in the yard were sent out to purchase the items needed for the mourning hall, and those who stayed in the yard were novices, otherwise they wouldn't have run away in fright when they saw the "ghost of Xuan Pinghou" .

"Okay, I'm fine." Princess Xinyang said with a long breath.

Xuan Pinghou was stunned again: "No birth?"

Princess Xinyang glared at him.

What do you mean dead?

It's just that the contractions have passed.

The contractions come in bursts, not all the time.

"I'm going back to the house." She let go of his arm and said calmly, "I don't need your help, I will walk by myself."

"Oh." Xuan Pinghou withdrew his hand lightly.

Princess Xinyang looked at him and said, "You seem disappointed."

Xuan Ping Hou: When other people's daughter-in-law gives birth, they are always carried in by someone, and no matter how bad they are, they are helped in. My daughter-in-law gave birth, and I strode in by myself.

Princess Xinyang snorted, and walked towards the north wing of the back room, which was the delivery room that had been prepared early.

When she first walked up the steps, she didn't move.

Xuan Pinghou turned his head to look at her.

Princess Xinyang gritted her teeth and clenched her fists: "...Come here!"

Xuan Pinghou raised his eyebrows and said: "What's the matter?"

Don't you want to go by yourself? Don't you need my help?

Princess Xinyang could guess what was going on in his mind with her toes, she must have made him angry if she had a fit!

However, there was nothing here that could give her a hand. She stood stiffly on the steps, neither moving forward nor retreating.

"...my water broke," she said.

Mrs. Wen repeatedly told her not to move around after the amniotic fluid broke. She didn't know whether this was the case for all mothers in the folk, or because she was a princess, so Mrs. Wen was extra careful.

She doesn't have that much experience, so she can only listen to Mrs. Wen first.

"I can't go, you go to the backyard and get someone to—"

Before she finished speaking, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around her back and knees, and hugged her horizontally.

She was caught off guard, and her head hit his strong chest.

She was slightly taken aback.

The sky is full of wind and snow, and the night is long. Is this the feeling of being protected?

"Qin Fengwan."

"You are fat."

Princess Xinyang's face turned dark for a second.

... No, this is the feeling of wanting to kill him!

The contractions came again, stronger than before, and Princess Xinyang grabbed his chest and skirt in pain.

Xuan Ping Hou gasped.

At this time, he knew how to pinch his flesh.

But Qin Fengwan, where are you pinching!

Although Ben Hou does not need to feed the children, is it a bit too much to pinch here——

"Hiss—"

Another blow, Xuan Pinghou almost fell down in pain!

Princess Xinyang didn't know that she was pinching in the wrong place. She was in pain, her stomach hurt, her back and spine hurt, and her waist hurt too.

Sure enough, he is not young anymore, not as good as he was back then.

Xuan Pinghou didn't know that there is a delivery room for a woman to give birth, so he directly carried her back to her room. Princess Xinyang gritted her teeth: "...It's not this room, it's the north wing of the back room!"

Xuan Ping Hou said: "I didn't say it earlier, I just want Ben Hou to..."

Princess Xinyang's hair exploded, and she said fiercely: "Shut up!"

Xuan Pinghou glanced at her stomach and shut his mouth honestly.

After entering the delivery room, Xuan Pinghou gently put the man on the bed: "I'll go and invite the doctor and Mrs. Wen."

Princess Xinyang tightened the mattress under her body and said, "Wen Po and Nanny live on this street... Go east, and there is a ginkgo tree planted at the door."

When she was only eight months old, Yujin found Wen Po and Nanny, both of whom were well-versed in the neighborhood.

"Understood!" Xuan Pinghou responded.

"You..." Princess Xinyang looked at him covered in blood, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to ask someone else to come over, but she arranged all the capable servants to prepare for his funeral, and the only two remaining servants were also sent. He scared away.

Xuan Ping Hou looked at her steadily.

She turned her face away, and changed her words: "Don't be careless, you'll mess things up."

"It's not the first time for this Marquis to be a father. Are you nervous about being a Marquis? You're still careless, heh!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a mocking sneer, and walked out with the same hands and feet. When he crossed the threshold, he stumbled on the sole of his foot, and a big horse fell out!

Princess Xinyang: "..."

After all, Xuan Ping Hou invited Wen Po and Nai Niang.

Nanny Zhang and Cui'er also came back in despair after regaining their senses.

Those who boil water boil water, those who cook ginseng soup cook ginseng soup, and those who deliver babies deliver babies.

Xuan Pinghou's physical strength was almost exhausted on the road, and all his remaining strength was used in the station of being handsome in the snow.

The loud bang that Princess Xinyang heard was the sound of him knocking down on the door panel due to exhaustion.

It's just that he stood up abruptly and stood against the wall as if nothing had happened.

He pondered, after seeing Qin Fengwan and his son, he could fall down.

But now, a new little life is coming.

He stood in the icy snow, and the feather-like snow fell silently on his shoulders.

He heard Qin Fengwan's painful cries coming from the delivery room.

She is a strong and proud woman, I don't know how painful it is to make her cry like this.

Princess Xinyang gave birth all night in the delivery room.

Xuan Pinghou stayed in the snow all night.

At the third quarter of Yin time, a baby's cry came from the delivery room, piercing the silent sky and disturbing the silent flying snow.

Xuan Pinghou, who was almost frozen to petrification, took a quick step and climbed up the stairs.

When a baby is just born, the umbilical cord needs to be cut, weighed, and wrapped in swaddling clothes before the baby can be taken out.

Xuan Pinghou didn't wait that long, he rushed in directly, startling the midwife who was weighing the baby!

"Ouch! Why did Master Hou come in!"

The filthy place of the delivery room is not a place for men to enter!

She simply moved very quickly, wrapped the child up after weighing it, and carried it out from behind the screen.

She didn't know the news of Xuan Pinghou's death, she just felt that the appearance of Xuan Pinghou returning from the blood was a bit scary, but she thought that he was a general who fought in the battlefield, and she felt that it was nothing.

"Is the princess safe?" Xuan Pinghou asked.

Wen Po was taken aback for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to be concerned about adults first, she smiled and said, "Please rest assured, Lord Hou, the delivery process went smoothly, the princess is just a little tired, and everything else is fine."

As she said, she handed the child to Xuan Pinghou with a smile: "Congratulations, Lord Hou, you are a daughter."

Female, daughter?

Xuan Pinghou was stunned for a moment!

There were too many sons, and he thought this one was also a boy.

Xuan Pinghou suddenly became at a loss, more nervous than when he first went to see Shangguan Qing: "Crying, crying so loudly, is it a girl?"

Wen Po smiled happily.

Yes, the little daughter cried really loudly.

Having been a midwife for so many years, she can't even speak as loudly as a kid.

Xuan Ping Hou carefully took the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes.

The crying little guy stopped crying as soon as he was in his arms. He opened his eyes and looked at him quietly.

A newborn child doesn't know how to read things well, but Wen Po somehow felt that the child was looking at her father very seriously.

Of all the children she had delivered, this was truly the prettiest one.

Xuan Pinghou looked at the little guy in his arms, and suddenly there was endless emotion in his heart.

After fighting on the battlefield for many years, even if he didn't fight, he always inadvertently got a trace of killing spirit.

He touched the little guy's fist with his finger, and the little guy squeezed it with a snap.

He was full of iron and blood, and instantly turned into soft fingers.

It's actually different from the feeling of holding a son...

He hugged the little guy around the screen and came to the bed, looking at the sweaty and pale Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang also looked at him.

She felt that she was so tired that she had an illusion. What she saw was not Xuan Pinghou, the smiling tiger who had been unruly and murderous all these years, but the young man who lifted her hijab with cleanliness and beauty on the wedding night. Xiao Ji.

Holding the little guy in his arms, he bent down and whispered in her ear: "Qin Fengwan, you have worked hard."