Time flies and it’s almost time for Jiang Zhili to give birth...
The bedroom was filled with various baby supplies, most of which were made by Song Yi himself. The workmanship was crude and unsightly.
But Jiang Zhili felt that the key was the thoughtfulness.
That day, she was sitting at the desk, the man was holding her hand and writing on rice paper.
She felt a warmth between her legs, and then she felt warm liquid flowing out.
Jiang Zhili stopped writing and looked up at the man.
"Song Yi, carry me to the bed and call the midwife. My water has broken."
The man was shocked and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Linglong and Eunuch Deng, who were guarding the hall, pushed open the door and ran out, hurriedly looking for the midwife and the imperial physician.
Song Yi's blood froze, and he carried Jiang Zhili to the bed with his body stiff.
Jiang Zhili looked at the man's frozen face and said, "Go make me a bowl of smoothie with lychees and summer melon."
Song Yi didn't move, he was very nervous.
He can't leave Zhizhi at this moment!
Giving birth is like going to the gates of hell for a woman. If a man leaves at this moment, what kind of man is he?
The imperial physician and the midwife arrived one after another, but Song Yi stood in front of the bright yellow bed, making people afraid to approach.
Jiang Zhili felt the pain in her abdomen and frowned slightly.
"Song Yi, move to the side."
The emperor is standing here, who dares to step forward?
When the midwife and the imperial physician heard Jiang Zhili call the emperor's name directly, they were so frightened that they dared not raise their heads.
Song Yi finally reacted and quickly sat down at the head of the bed, hugging Jiang Zhili in his arms.
Jiang Zhili called Duoduo in his mind: "Give me a pain-free pill."
She was pregnant with her first child, so the pain was halved, just a little bit.
{Okay, Sister Zhizhi.}
As Duoduo finished speaking, a white pill appeared in Jiang Zhili's backpack.
She pushed the pale Song Yi and said, "Go and pour me a cup of tea. I'm thirsty."
Song Yi glanced at the small table ten steps away, pursed his lips, and strode forward.
While the man was pouring water, Jiang Zhili took out the pills from her backpack and stuffed them into her mouth when the imperial physician and the midwife were not paying attention.
The pill melts in your mouth.
The next moment, the originally painful lower abdomen disappeared without any pain.
Song Yi returned with tea. The midwife and the imperial physician beside him also started working. Jiang Zhili drank the tea and then said, "Go make me some smoothies."
The man stood there with a nervous look on his face, and neither the imperial physician nor the midwife could help him.
"Zhizhi, I don't want to leave you," Song Yi's pale and cold face suddenly became a little aggrieved.
Why didn't Zhizhi let him accompany her in this critical moment? Did she dislike him? Or did she think he wasn't doing a good job...
Jiang Zhili: "..."
I originally wanted to ease his mood, but I didn't expect to break his defense directly.
She had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "Then go ask Linglong to make a bowl."
Seeing that Jiang Zhili had no intention of sending him away, Song Yi nodded and turned to walk to the bedroom door.
The midwife and the imperial physician, who were busy with their heads down, did not dare to speak.
Eating ice during childbirth is unheard of. No one says you can't eat it, but no one has ever done this!
Jiang Zhili's delivery process was very quick. Less than an hour after she consumed the smoothie, Song Zheng was born.
The little guy's voice is very loud. He started crying loudly as soon as he came out, which shows that he is full of energy.
Song Yi just took a look and told the wet nurse to take Song Zheng away and clean him up, while he stayed by Jiang Zhili's side.
The whole country celebrated the birth of the prince. On that day, Song Yi rewarded all the palace ladies and issued a three-day amnesty.
at night.
Jiang Zhili asked the wet nurse to bring Song Zheng to the bed.
The newborn baby is white and tender all over, without any bruises on his body, and is very adorable.
Especially those big eyes like black grapes, sparkling and very cute.
But Song Yi was not so happy. He looked at Jiang Zhili holding Song Zheng in his arms and could not help but say, "Zhizhi, Song Zheng is still young and it is really not suitable for him to sleep with us."
Jiang Zhili rolled her eyes, lifted her collar, and was about to hold Song Zheng in her arms to feed him.
Song Yi panicked: "Didn't you drink the milk-reducing medicine just now? Is it not good to bring Song Zheng to drink it now?"
Jiang Zhili held the little baby in his arms, and Song Yi was anxious when he saw it.
"Although I drank the milk-reducing soup, the effect was not that fast. Now the swelling is still a bit uncomfortable."
Song Yi blurted out: "I can help you!"
That was his food ration, how could Zhizhi give it to Song Zheng!
{Ugh…pervert!} Duoduo blurted out.
Jiang Zhili raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yi with a half-smile on his face.
Song Yi coughed lightly, and his ears turned slightly red: "Song Zheng had eaten his fill at the nanny's just now, I'm afraid he can't eat anymore now."
After saying that, he shifted his gaze to the white steamed bun, and saw baby Song Zheng drinking it in big gulps, as if he was starving.
Jiang Zhili touched Song Zheng's fair and tender face and said teasingly, "Baby Zheng, your daddy is so stingy that he doesn't even want to give you milk."
"I'm just afraid that Song Zheng will hold on," Song Yi argued forcefully.
In the end, Song Yi was no match for baby Song Zheng, and he had to wait until baby Song Zheng was full before he could eat some.
After Jiang Zhili finished feeding the Zheng baby, she started feeding the Yi baby.
I feel tired.
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Time is like water, passing by in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, it was the year when Song Zheng was three years old.
At this time, he was already a little prince. Since Song Yi had only him as his heir, the burden of the whole world fell on his head.
He is busy all day, either reading or practicing martial arts, and now he even follows Song Yi to court.
He gets up earlier than the rooster and goes to bed later than the cow. Not to mention playing, he doesn't even have time to visit his mother.
This day.
Little Song Zheng was holding a bulging object in his arms, and he was walking hurriedly towards Jiang Zhili's hall.
At this moment, Song Zheng was like the delicate and graceful boy under the seat of Guanyin, especially his round eyes, which looked extremely smart.
He looked like Song Yi, and when his face was expressionless, he looked a bit serious. But at this moment, little Song Zheng's face was full of smiles...
He caught the kittens and wanted to give them to the queen mother!
Just as Song Zheng happily walked towards the hall, a sinister voice sounded behind him: "Song Zheng, your studies are not yet completed, where are you going!"
Song Zheng shuddered all over and ran forward without looking back!
Jiang Zhili was lying on the chaise longue and taking a nap.
Today Song Yi was working in the imperial study. There was a flood in Luoyang, and there were a lot of matters waiting for him to deal with. He was called away by Eunuch Deng before he even finished his lunch.
Without a man around, she had a rare chance to relax.
At this moment, a small figure ran into the hall.
"Mother, Mother! Your child is here to see you!"
Jiang Zhili looked up and saw Song Zheng's small figure rushing in like a small cannonball, heading straight towards her...
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