Dill heard Domhnall's voice, followed his line of sight, and then saw what Domhnall saw.
"It's the prince. He's in such a hurry. Now you believe me."
Then Dill couldn't help but proudly said to Domhnall.
"Hey, I'm surprised you didn't lie to me. I thought you wanted to take revenge on me because of that lie, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Domhnall muttered subconsciously, and his words naturally aroused Dill's dissatisfaction. This guy was talking nonsense again, and he never changed his bad habits.
"You guys have this in your head all day long...Have I ever lied to you? It's you who spreads false news all day long."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong."
Faced with Dill's accusation, Domhnall quickly admitted his mistake, otherwise he would have to be talked about again and again.
"But we'd better go find our friends now."
But after blaming the Gaels for a while, Dill changed the subject.
"Ah? What?" Domhnall was confused by him.
"Of course I'm going to collect money! Have you forgotten to make sure how generous the prince was when Mrs. Zoe was pregnant? There will definitely be a large-scale donation today or tomorrow."
Seeing Domhnall's appearance, Dill felt a little angry. This guy was sometimes smart and sometimes stupid, and he didn't know what was going on with him.
"Yeah, I have to find some to prepare, and get more when the time comes."
After such a mention, the Gael realized what he was talking about and immediately responded.
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Rostislav's mood was as anxious as a burning flame. He rode directly through the city gate guarded by his own soldiers and came to his palace.
The prince's palace is a three-story brick building, which is extremely rare in the land of Northeast Rus. It is also the center of power in the land of Northeast Rus.
There is also a stone statue from the Eastern Empire placed in front of the palace gate. This was a recent gift from a businessman, which gave the prince's residence a more cultural atmosphere.
Normally Rostislav might still watch and watch, but now he had no such thoughts at all. Passing through the heavily armed guards, Rostislav walked into the hall, which was also an audience hall and a banquet hall.
After entering the hall, you can immediately see a huge aurochs head on the wall of the hall. The huge pair of horns are particularly conspicuous. They are the trophies of the prince of Moscow. The one he killed with his own strength and let him
The head of a huge aurochs that earned the nickname "The Bull Hunter".
It was placed here to show visitors the martial arts of the Muscovite princes.
The prince didn't pay much attention to the aurochs head. He went straight to the third floor. The second floor was the room of the prince and his wife, and the third floor was where the birthing room of the palace was.
Guards continued to pay tribute to Rostislav along the way. For the safety of his wife's childbirth, Rostislav mobilized hundreds of soldiers and followers to spread throughout the palace to be alert to all possible attacks.
Soon, Rostislav arrived in front of the birthing room, where many people were already waiting, including the Bishop of Moscow Luca Zhdyata, the administrator of the Moscow government Leo Papas, and the Persian physician I.
Ben Hay.
Iben was talking to Leo about something. With Iben's words, the tension on Leo's face also improved, and in the door behind the two people was Zoe who was giving birth.
There were dozens of spear-wielding guards outside the gate, all with chain veils on their faces. These were Zoe's eunuch guards.
In the door behind the eunuch guards, although the sound insulation effect of the wooden door was very good, the prince could still hear his wife's screams of pain.
The scream made Rostislav's heart twitch, and he wished he could rush in immediately to be by his wife's side, but in the end he suppressed those impulsive emotions and calmed them down, knowing that rushing in would only cause chaos.
Several officials made room for the prince, but Rostislav was still anxiously pacing in front of the group of guards, so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
Rostislav called Ibn and asked about his wife's condition, while the Persian doctor directly patted his chest and assured that the prince's wife's childbirth would be absolutely no problem and absolutely safe. They had been preparing for so long, so there would definitely be no problem.
After getting the doctor's assurance, Rostislav's nervousness eased. For a husband, there is nothing more gratifying than this news.
The prince's heart was still filled with all kinds of thoughts. He was looking forward to and afraid at the same time. He was looking forward to the birth of his child, but he was also afraid of whether he could educate the child well.
These two feelings were like day and night alternating in Rostislav's heart, which made the prince of Moscow extremely entangled in his heart.
But in general, the prince's inner expectations were still greater than his fears. After all, it was his first child no matter what.
Finally, I don’t know how long it took, the door finally opened. The eunuch guards immediately moved out of the way, and several maids walked out. As the door opened, there were loud cries of babies, and they arrived.
Good news.
Both the mother and the child are safe, and he is a boy.
The prince was the first to rush in. He saw his wife lying on the bed tiredly and resting. The birth had consumed almost all her strength. There were beads of sweat on her forehead, her clothes were wet with sweat, and her beautiful black hair seemed to be soaked in water.
It's normal to run in.
The midwife put the prince's son in his arms. Rostislav looked at the little baby, looked at the wrinkled face, and listened to the loud crying. Rostislav couldn't help but feel unreal.
Feeling, is this my child?
And then he realized what he was doing. He was so stupid. This was his son. The prince was holding his little baby and shaking it silly like he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.
At the same time, other people were busy. The Persian doctor directed everyone to do this and that, and asked the maid to hurry up and bring the prepared medicine. As for the others, they stood at the door, and they did not dare to go in and disturb him.
The royal couple.
Rostislav was obviously not good at taking care of the child. No matter how hard he shook the little guy, he still cried. The prince thought of his wife. Seeing that Zoe had recovered somewhat, he put his son in his wife's arms.
Zoe's tired eyes lit up with the appearance of her son. She held the little thing in her arms, and the son obviously liked his mother more. After a while, the little guy stopped crying.
“Zoe, thank you so much.”
Looking at his wife, Rostislav said sincerely, while Zoe just returned a few gentle smiles to her husband.
"Rostislav, what are you going to call him?"
Shaking her son, Zoe asked her husband, and this question made the prince's body stiffen subconsciously. Unfortunately, he had been subconsciously avoiding this matter in his mind recently. He had not thought about this matter at all, and he had no preparations now.
Seeing her husband like this, Zoe's eyes became unkind, thinking that he might have forgotten to name the child.
And as she thought about it, her brows also wrinkled.