Chapter 2: Traveling through the imperial concubine! 2
002 Time travel to the imperial concubine, giving birth in the snow! (2)
Cold, biting cold.
Pain, tearing pain.
It was as if something was about to be ripped out of my belly.
Leng Ning opened her eyes suddenly, and what came into her sight was a vast expanse of snow, boundless and fluttering.
Holding her hands on the snow, she tried hard to sit up straight, but it was not easy. Her bulging abdomen pressed against her chest, and the pain in her abdomen almost made it impossible for her to breathe.
A stream of heat suddenly overflowed from between the legs.
Through the flying snow, Leng Ning could clearly see the dazzling blood between his legs on the snow and a dagger shining coldly beside him.
The swollen abdomen, the blood flowing from the body, and the intense pain...
Everything proved to Leng Ning that she was about to give birth.
Even Leng Ning, who has read thousands of things and experienced life and death, cannot help but lose his cool at this moment.
She was so lonely and had never even been in a true relationship. How could she suddenly expect to give birth? The old-fashioned sarong she wore was completely different from her style.
Where is she, what happened to her, what happened suddenly...
Thousands of questions enveloped her in an instant.
Before she could even think of an answer, the pain was overwhelming, and with a large amount of fluid pouring out, she clearly felt that something was about to come out of her body.
The child is about to be born!
All doubts were shattered by this fact in an instant. Lying back weakly on the snow, Leng Ning casually grabbed the skirt of his clothes and stuffed it between his teeth.
Take a deep breath and push harder little by little.
…
The wind howls and the snow makes no sound.
On the freezing snowfield, she squeezed out sweat.
Finally, when she was almost exhausted, a sharp baby cry echoed through the sky.
Leng Ning forced her weak body to sit up from the snow, and suddenly opened the hem of her skirt.
On the snow stained red by blood, I saw a fat white baby boy dancing and crying to the sky, seeming to protest against the injustice of heaven and earth.
He was not as ugly as ordinary newborn babies. He had already shown signs of exquisite facial features just after he was born. His eyes were crystal clear, as bright as morning stars, and his limbs were twisting in the air, as if he was waiting for her hug.
She grabbed the dagger and cut off the baby's umbilical cord. She pulled off a few strands of hair to tie his wound. She tore off the belt of her clothes, took off her soft middle coat and spread it on the snow. She carefully lifted the baby boy into the clothes and wrapped him tightly.