"Husband, don't come in..."

Just as Chen An walked to the door and was about to push it open, he heard Song Huaying's pleading voice from inside, which sounded a little weak.

He was puzzled and asked, "Ying'er, what's wrong?"

"Husband, a woman will become very ugly when giving birth. I don't want you to see..."

"It's okay, Ying'er. No matter what you look like, you will always be as beautiful as a fairy in my eyes."

"Husband, please don't come in. Let Ying'er be willful for once, okay..."

Song Huaying's voice was full of pleading.

She has always been an exquisite daughter of a noble family in front of her husband.

Even in bed, her ladylike temperament was not ambiguous at all, and she always maintained the proper posture.

She really didn't want her husband to see her ugly appearance when giving birth, for fear that it would affect her perfect image in his mind.

Seeing his wife insisting like this, Chen An could only helplessly say, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to Ying'er. I won't go in. I'll stay outside the door with Ying'er."

"Thank you, husband..."

Song Huaying's grateful voice came from the room.

Soon afterwards, Wen Zhiyun's voice, full of the charm of a young woman, was heard.

"Sister Ying'er."

"Come on, it's time to start."

"one."

"two."

"three."

“Push harder!”

“Ah! It hurts—”

Under Wen Zhiyun's command, Song Huaying pushed again and again, trying to deliver the baby in her belly.

Since it was her first birth, the delivery process was not very smooth.

The child always had difficulty coming out.

During this time, Song Huaying cried out in pain several times. Hearing Chen An's hesitation outside, she felt uneasy.

"Sister Yue'er, come in and help!"

Wen Zhiyun's intellectual voice was heard in the room again.

Gu Xinyue responded, then pushed open the door and walked in.

Chen An wanted to follow in to see what was going on, but in the end he stopped and kept the promise he had just made to his young wife.

"one."

"two."

"three."

“Push harder!”

“Sister Wen…Sister Wen, it hurts!”

“Ah! It hurts—”

Intermittent sounds of pain could be heard from the room.

Chen An leaned against the door, his heart hanging in the air as he listened.

He was very worried about the safety of his young wife.

Because there were no caesarean sections in the previous life, it was very common for women to die from difficult labor during childbirth.

He was so anxious that he paced back and forth outside the door.

An hour later.

A baby crying was heard in the room.

“Wow…wow…wow!”

The sound is clear and full of the vitality of life.

Hearing the baby's cry, Chen An could no longer wait and immediately pushed the door open, eager to see his child.

Seeing him come in, Song Huaying said with a somewhat sad look:

"My dear husband, it's Ying'er who is useless. She couldn't give birth to a big fat son for you."

"What's wrong with the child?"

Chen An nervously ran to Wen Zhiyun and used his spiritual sense to check the baby in her arms.

It was a baby girl, she was healthy and no problems were found.

Moreover, there are spiritual roots.

Although it is just a mixed spiritual root and has no potential, it is still much stronger than a mortal body.

"Ying'er, what happened to the child?"

Chen An looked at Song Huaying on the bed in confusion and asked.

Song Huaying's face turned pale, and she apologized to her husband in a very weak voice:

"I'm sorry, husband. It's Ying'er's fault. When Ying'er recovers, she will give you a big fat son next year to carry on the family line."

When Chen An heard the words "carry on the family line", he understood.

It turned out that the young wife was feeling uneasy because she couldn't give birth to a son, and she had to apologize to her husband.

It seems that the background of the world of immortal cultivation is no different from that in ancient times.

In particular, the idea of ​​favoring sons over daughters is fully demonstrated in the secular world.

Thinking about.

Chen An took his newborn daughter from Wen Zhiyun, came to the bed and sat down next to Song Huaying, looked at her with joy in his eyes and said, "Daughters are good, your husband likes daughters. One is not enough, it would be best if you could have more daughters."

Song Huaying was so moved that her heart almost melted.

When she first learned that she had given birth to a daughter, she was worried that her husband would dislike her.

I didn’t expect that my husband didn’t care at all whether it was a boy or a girl.

She felt that her husband must have loved her so much that it didn't matter whether the couple was a man or a woman. Marrying such a husband was a blessing she had earned in several lifetimes.

[You did not despise your wife Song Huaying for giving birth to a daughter. Song Huaying was deeply touched. The relationship between you and your wife +1+3+1+4+5+2+0...]

[Your wife Song Huaying gave birth to a daughter for you, taking the first step on the road to branching out. Reward spell "Sleep Aid"]

Two prompt messages popped up in front of Chen An.

Before he could react, the contents of "Sleep Aid Technique" appeared out of nowhere in the depths of his mind, and he mastered it instantly without any instruction.

[Sleep-aiding techniques: Getting started (1/100)]

At the same time, he also learned about the effects of sleep aids.

That is, you can select a target, make the target drowsy, and help the target fall asleep quickly.

So... this is used to lull children to sleep? But on second thought, in this dangerous world of cultivation, this "Sleep-aiding Technique" seems to be more suitable for killing enemies than lulling children to sleep.

"Husband, what name should we give our child?"

Song Huaying looked at her cradle daughter with eyes full of love.

The couple had discussed the issue of naming the baby since the day they found out they were pregnant.

But it has never been confirmed.

Chen An looked at his tired little wife, thought for a moment and said:

"Just call me Yuejian, Chen Yuejian."

"Ying'er, your name is Huaying, which is the name of a medicinal herb. Your daughter is named Yuejian, which is also the name of a medicinal herb. They seem to be a good match."

"My dear husband, I am just an ordinary woman. It is not appropriate to name your daughter after me..."

"You are the child's mother, and the child is your daughter. There is nothing inappropriate about it."

"Husband..."

Song Huaying was moved like never before.

Chen An's actions are very precious in this old society where feudal ideas are prevalent.

[You use your wife Song Huaying's name as a reference and name your daughter Chen Yuejian. Your relationship with your spouse +1+3+1+4+5+2+0...]

【Name: Song Huaying】

[Attribute: A drop of water is returned with a spring of gratitude]

[Emotion: 3 stars (520/2500)]

[Alchemy experience provided: 437]

[Provided cheat code proficiency: 77]

The relationship level is 3 stars!

Chen An was surprised.

Because this means that in the future, as long as he has in-depth communication with his young wife, he can gain 3 points of alchemy experience each time.

In this way, after his little wife recovers, he will be able to break through to the first advanced level of the alchemy realm on the same day.

The future is promising!

On the other hand, Wen Zhiyun's favor towards Chen An was constantly growing.

She found that Chen An was different from other men.

There is no idea of ​​favoring boys over girls.

Respect his wife very much.

Unlike some male cultivators she had seen before, who simply treated their mortal wives as playthings, and some of the more morally corrupt ones even spared no effort for their own daughters. They were simply worse than pigs and dogs.

Thinking about all these things in her mind, Wen Zhiyun suddenly felt an impulse.

A hormonal urge to get close to Chen An, to get his attention, and to talk to him.

"Hey, let me hold the baby."

Wen Zhiyun walked up to Chen An and stopped, speaking in a very impolite tone.

Chen An refused: "I, as a father, haven't hugged my baby enough, why are you, an outsider, joining in the fun?"

When Wen Zhiyun heard the word "outsider", she immediately got a little angry.

She glared at Chen An and questioned, "Who said I'm an outsider? I'm the child's godmother! And I delivered the child myself, so what's wrong with letting me hold the child?!"

"Husband, thanks to Sister Wen's help in delivering the baby, the baby was born so smoothly. Let her hold the baby."

Song Huaying advised with an understanding look on her face.

For the sake of his little wife, Chen An carefully handed his daughter to Wen Zhiyun and said:

"My daughter is very precious, please hold her carefully."

"Hehe, I can hold you much more steadily than you."

Wen Zhiyun took the child proudly, her face full of provocation.

Gu Xinyue, who was standing by, also wanted to hug him, but since she was not very good at expressing her emotions, she could only watch.

Wen Zhiyun was keenly aware of this.

After she had held the child for a while, she gave the child to Gu Xinyue.

Gu Xinyue looked at the baby in her arms, her face full of joy and anticipation. She was looking forward to giving birth to such a small and cute child for her husband in the future.

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