"System, can I apply to change his face?"

Childbirth system, "...I'm sorry."

Song Niannian is fine.

The boy with his eyes wide open, his beautiful peach blossom eyes, looked like the same version of Jiang Shisan, like an enlarged version and a smaller version of the baby.

Suddenly, a pair of enlarged peach blossom eyes appeared in front of me.

Men are not allowed in the delivery room.

However, Jiang Shisan was well-known. When he heard the boy crying, he pushed the door open and went in. Even the housekeeper of the general's mansion did not dare to stop him.

The Thirteenth Prince, who had been cultivating his mind and temper for a long time, was gloomy and had red eyes.

He was dressed in a sky-blue robe, looking gentle and noble, but his steps were stumbling as he entered.

The 108 beads wrapped around the wrist bone were broken into pieces, only one remaining. He clenched his palms tightly, holding the last bead tightly in his palm. The sandalwood was strong, but it was almost on the verge of breaking.

"Yes, I'm here." Song Niannian looked at Jiang Shisan with those scarlet eyes, a little confused. Why did he look so pale after she gave birth to a child? He looked at her like glass, and her heart almost broke.

"They said if there was no sound, it was the adults who were at fault."

"You have no voice..."

Jiang Shisan grabbed her hand and half-knelt beside the couch.

He took her hand and put it against his face.

After a long time, Song Niannian could still feel that he was shaking all over.

He lowered his head and rested his hand on Song Niannian's, which suddenly felt a little cold. Song Niannian suddenly realized that Jiang Shisan was crying!

"I...I'm a little scared. Are you in pain?"

He should have come in earlier, but he would have disturbed the midwife if he had lost his mind!

"Fortunately, it's better than others..." Song Niannian's hand was gripped so hard by him that it hurt.

She comforted him softly, "Look, I'm fine now, right?"

Seeing Jiang Shisan's broken appearance, Song Niannian was a little confused...

She herself didn't realize that Jiang Shisan had such deep feelings for her without her realizing it?

"Look, look at this brat, he..."

Song Niannian tried desperately to comfort her.

But the more she spoke, the more tears Jiang Shisan shed.

This was the first time Song Niannian saw Jiang Shisan cry. Usually, when she was with him, it was Jiang Shisan who made her cry!

The handsome young man took her hand.

Her thick, long eyelashes, stained with tears, fell gently, sticking to his fox-like, sinister and beautiful face, which was so broken, cold, and yet lovable.

This scene... If it were modern times, Song Niannian would definitely take a picture of it, print out ten thousand copies, and show it to Jiang Shisan every day!

"My Lord, I want to cry too when you are like this."

She wiped his tears with her fingertips.

Holding Jiang Shisan's face, she let him look at her.

Song Niannian's eyes gradually became moist.

She lowered her head and rested her forehead against his.

"We are all fine, and..."

"Congratulations, Madam, and congratulations, Your Highness, Madam has given birth to a little general!"

The midwife was tactful and quickly placed the baby, which had been simply cleaned up, in front of Song Niannian and Jiang Shisan.

But she said, giving birth to a little general...

Accurately hit Jiang Shisan!

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Jiang Shisan stopped crying. He stood up and hugged the baby with an expressionless face.

As soon as I picked him up, his face turned dark.

It was a snow-white little ball, but he had a pair of peach blossom eyes that were exactly the same as his, dark and dull, and just kept staring.

The whole group has nothing to do with Song Niannian!

Jiang Shisan looked at him, forcing himself to be patient, yet also feeling a bit disgusted. Why did he look so much like him? Couldn't he be more like Song Niannian? And have a child with phoenix eyes?!

Her peach blossom eyes were pressed down and her person was tense.

He came in a hurry just now, so he went to change his clothes and wash his hands with hot water. Then he came back and sat next to Song Niannian, holding the little boy.

Using the word "hug" may not be accurate.

To be precise, Jiang Shisan was holding the newborn baby upright. It was so small and so soft, as if it had no bones, making him feel helpless.

Jiang Shisan has held a sword, killed people, and done many other things.

But this was the first time I held a newborn baby in my arms, feeling uncomfortable all over.

He was really afraid that if he used a little force, the little thing would break its neck.

Song Niannian also sighed, "How can I explain to others how he looks like this?"

"well--"

She sighed heavily.

When I looked up, I saw Jiang Shisan looking down at the boy with a very gentle smile.

"why are you laughing?"

Jiang Shisan looked at her intently.

He stood up, took the boy away and handed him to the wet nurse next to him.

Jiang Shisan said, "It's good to look like this. I like it."

He likes it? He was so disgusted at first, he must have had some ulterior motive...

"Don't think about it, go to sleep, sister." With a gentle call of "sister", Jiang Shisan came to serve Song Niannian personally, wiped the sweat from her head with a handkerchief, and helped her change the bed with the maids.

Jiang Shisan was happy because he looked like him. Song Niannian couldn't blame this child on Pei Shaoxuan. This child! Live up to his expectations!

Jiang Shisan is strong and nimble, and he is very adept at serving Song Niannian.

He wiped Song Niannian's face with a warm towel and changed her into dry clothes.

The room was screened from the beginning to allow ventilation and disperse the smell of blood.

Jiang Shisan held Song Niannian's hand and put her hand against his face. He leaned over the couch to accompany Song Niannian.

"Sister, get some sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up."

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Song Niannian was very tired. Surrounded by Jiang Shisan's aura, she indeed slept for a long time.

When she woke up, Jiang Shisan was lying beside her. She didn't know how long he had slept.

"Sister?" Song Niannian's hands were a little numb. When she moved, Jiang Shisan woke up.

Her peach blossom eyes were a little hazy, but she woke up after a moment.

Jiang Shisan held Song Niannian's hand and squeezed it slowly.

"Where's Baoer?" Song Niannian looked around.

The room was silent. She didn't see the newborn baby boy. The surroundings were so quiet that she was half asleep and half awake, feeling that what she saw was just a dream.

The birth went smoothly this time and no one dared to disturb it.

Even Su Rong and the housekeeper, whom Song Niannian was wary of, were being watched closely by Jiang Shisan's men and could not move at all.

"The wet nurse took her away to feed her just now." Jiang Shisan held Song Niannian's hand and let her hand put on his face, her attention attracted by him.

"Sister, are you swollen?"

Song Niannian was stunned, and her face gradually turned red as she followed his gaze.

She had been sleeping for a while and was indeed feeling heavy.

There was a small wet spot in front of my body, and it was quite obvious, the kind of obvious water stain.