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Chapter 1941 Devotion

Sun's belly is already very big, and the imperial doctor said that the delivery period is only in the near future, and it will not exceed ten days.

Since the news of Hu Shanxiang's birth, it has become much deserted here, and even the imperial doctor is a little absent-minded.

Wang Zhen kept sending messages back and forth, and Sun just lay down without raising his eyelids.

"Empress, Your Majesty is back and has gone to Kunning Palace."

Sun's breathing was calm, as if he was asleep.

But Wang Zhen knew that she must be thinking about something, so he turned around and ran out, working hard like a young man.

After Wang Zhen left, Madam Zhou waved her hand and the imperial doctor hurried out. Then she said, "Empress, the queen is giving birth, Your Majesty must go, otherwise the government and the public will discuss it, and it will be of no benefit to us at that time."

Sun did not speak, and Madam Zhou chuckled and said, "Your Majesty has come here in the morning, which shows that you are the most important in Your Majesty's heart."

"Don't say that."

Sun said lightly, and then the room fell into silence until Wang Zhen ran back again.

Wang Zhen was already sweating all over and his clothes were half wet. He said breathlessly: "Empress, Empress Dowager has gone to Kunning Palace."

...

"Don't think about the things that are there or not, what you should think about is the Ming Dynasty."

The Empress Dowager sat outside the delivery room with some fatigue. The imperial doctors wanted to persuade Zhu Zhanji to go back, but no one dared to speak.

Zhu Zhanji said embarrassedly: "Mother, this fetus minister thinks it should be a prince."

The Empress Dowager leaned on the back of the chair, rubbed her eyebrows, and said, "Duanduan thought about it. I stopped her because she was afraid that if there was an accident...at least she did not see and hear with her own eyes, so you should be more concerned."

Zhu Zhanji felt mixed feelings. At this time, a cry of pain came from the delivery room. He couldn't help but clench his fists and asked, "Is Duandu terrible?"

The empress dowager closed her eyes and said slowly: "I just told her that children are taboo about this. She is well-behaved. Someone must have told her this. The look that makes people feel distressed."

Zhu Zhanji had murderous intent in his eyes. He turned around and nodded to Yu Jia behind him. Yu Jia immediately understood and went out to arrange someone to investigate the matter.

...

In the empty room, I found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked someone to grind the ink.

She didn't ask for help, and slowly climbed onto the chair.

The palace maid next to him polished the ink, and saw Duanduan holding his cheek with his hands, staring out the window blankly, and whispered: "Princess, Mo is gone."

Looking at the inkstone, I picked up the brush...

The little man sat quietly on the chair, writing scriptures very slowly and seriously.

The smoke is misty on the incense burner in the corner.

The palace maid clasped her hands together on the side and muttered silently.

The long eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, and then they looked up at the window.

"The queen mother will give birth to a little brother, well, she must be a younger brother."

Yu Jia saw that serious little face and devout prayer at that time.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Yu Jia was deeply infected and couldn't help but pray to heaven in her heart...

...

In the delivery room, Hu Shanxiang couldn't help but groan in pain, and everyone in the room looked at her admirably. According to their perception, most people can't help but feel the pain of having children. When it hurts the most, they just wish they could die immediately, let alone scream loudly.

The queen can really bear the consequences!

Hu Shanxiang's face was covered in sweat on the delivery bed. She suddenly gasped and said, "Give that one, bring it!"

The nanny in charge of giving birth wondered, "Grandma, what are you taking?"

Hu Shanxiang groaned suddenly, his body trembled a few times, and then said, "Go... and ask Yian..."

A nanny went out carefully and then found Aon.

Yian was stunned when she heard this, and then went to find something with a wry smile. After she got outside, the Queen Mother and Zhu Zhanji immediately asked about the situation. Yian did not dare to hide it and said, "The Empress is still waiting for the opportunity to ask the old slave to get the things."

The Queen Mother said unhappily: "It's all this gate, what are you going to take?!"

Zhu Zhanji also said helplessly: "Let her concentrate on giving birth, don't be distracted!"

It is the most taboo for women to have children. This is what the empress dowager told Zhu Zhanji, so he was really speechless to Hu Shanxiang.

Yian was given to Hu Shanxiang by the Queen Mother, so she dared to speak, "Empress, Your Majesty, Empress... want to get that grapefruit..."

The empress dowager was puzzled and saw Zhu Zhanji silently, and asked, "What grapefruit? Is there such a thing at this time?"

Zhu Zhanji was still silent, and Yian said, "Empress, that was a stone sculpture given to the Empress by Xinghe Bo during His Majesty's wedding, which means... to have a son."

The queen mother choked up instantly. She pointed at Zhu Zhanji and cursed: "There are so many women, and the queen is not lucky. When I meet you, the unfaithful man, what kind of evil has my family committed!"

Everyone in the yard had no expression on their faces. No one dared to keep this in mind, and no one dared to say it out loud.

Zhu Zhanji apologized with a blushing face and said, "Mother, my son is frivolous."

Aon hurriedly came with a brocade box. She opened it for the Empress Dowager and Zhu Zhanji to see it, and then entered the delivery room.

"Empress, the thing is brought."

When Yian saw that Hu Shanxiang's hair was wet with sweat, she remembered the emperor's preference for Sun. She was almost at the level of change, and she couldn't help feeling sad.

Hu Shanxiang had no expectations for this baby in the past, and she was willing to accept both men and women, but at the critical moment of delivery, she actually remembered the grapefruit carved from Tianhuangshi, which shows that she should have the awareness of becoming a mother.

Yian handed the stone sculpture to Hu Shanxiang, leaned over and said softly: "Empress, the princess is worried about you from the Empress Dowager!"

Hu Shanxiang nodded, held the stone sculpture tightly, and said with a forced smile: "Let her not worry, I will give her a... brother, let her take... with her to play."

The children in the palace knew about fighting and looking at their faces at the age of age, which made Hu Shanxiang feel sad, and then he mustered up the courage to cooperate with deep breathing and exert force...

When he heard the first scream, the queen mother nodded and said, "Treatment of a child means torture, or torture, it is the same as those of Dongchang and Jinyiwei."

Zhu Zhanji was speechless, but his scalp was numb when he heard the screams.

"It was the most difficult time when I gave birth to a baby for the first time, but the queen kept holding it up. The same was true at the beginning of today. It can be seen that she has relaxed now, OK!"

The Empress Dowager always felt that Hu Shanxiang was too weak and didn't even understand the principle that being a mother was strong, which made her quite angry. Now that Hu Shanxiang began to scream, it means that she had let go.

Have a prince...

The Empress Dowager counted Buddhist beads devoutly and prayed silently.

...

Fang Xing did not pray, he was drinking, and it was Xie Jin who accompanied the guest.

Xie Jin was quite calm, and the contrast with Fang Xing, who was expressionless.

"I like bison meat the most. If someone goes out to sea next time, remember to ask them to get more back. This thing is a good dish to drink."

Fang Xing chewed the beef jerky and said casually: "That's not a problem. I'll just go to His Highness the King of Han to get some."

He even had jerky yaks on his hand, so he didn't care about bison meat.

Xie Jin took a sip of the wine and praised: "This wine is refreshing and has a sweet aftertaste. Which one? I will make a few jars back."

Fang Xing said, "It seems that it was brewed with some snow water, but it is probably hard to find now."

The 50-degree white wine tasted extremely sweet and refreshing, which made Xie Jin unable to help but drink until he drank it, and soon he became a little drunk.

He brought a piece of beef jerky to his eyes and looked carefully, murmured: "Don't think too much about it. The queen has nothing to do with you. If you are worried about that woman, then you can squeeze her son out of the way and make his reputation smell bad. Then you go out to sea to hide for a few years and come back. Your Majesty promises that you won't blame you."

Fang Xing shook his head and said blankly: "Even if he doesn't blame me, the relationship has changed and has become a blunt relationship between the monarch and the ministers. What should I do if I come back? Why not build an island overseas with my family and communicate with the ministers in the court? Even if I seek compensation for my previous contributions and immigrate, I will never come back."

Xie Jin said disdainfully: "What about the Ming Dynasty? You have poured so much into it. Don't you care about the Ming Dynasty?"

Fang Xing sneered: "It's already that time, it's all about my Ming Dynasty!"
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