The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

"Girl Liu, it hurts, I think my belly is going to crack." ^ Chasing ^ Book ^ 帮 ^ 首 ~ 发 "" said Hua Niang painfully.

"Don't talk, don't worry, it's okay." Liu Yan could not help comforting Hua Niang.

With a shout, Liu Ye saw the child's head.

Just halfway through the birth of the child, Hua Niang had no energy.

"Hua Niang, listen to me. Now you need to relax and inhale deeply. When you feel a stomachache, you start to work hard. Did you hear it?" Liu Ye urged Hua Niu, but Hua Niu did not Reply.

"Yu Run, see if Hua Niang has passed out? If so, hit her."

Yurun hurried to Huaniang's bedside. Huaniang still had a hint of breath and didn't completely faint.

"She didn't pass out, she was still breathing." Yu Run said nervously.

Hua Niang is very dangerous at this time. If she doesn't work hard, the child will probably die.

"Hua Niang, be awake, if you don't want your child to die in your womb, you should work hard now!" Liu Yan said sternly.

Maybe it was the pain in the belly, which made Hua Niang awake again, and she made a weak voice, "I don't want to die."

"Then you work hard, only then can you and your child survive!"

Hua Niang seemed to see the last hope and shouted hard, but she also exhausted her last strength.

After the child was born, after the umbilical cord was cut, Liu Yanli washed the child's blood and water, and wrapped him with a soft cloth, so that Yu Run was placed in front of Hua Niang.

After arranging the flowers again, Liu Ye stretched out his tired arms.

According to the weight of the child she was holding just now, Liu Ye felt that the child had at least eight pounds.

When the old lady heard the child's cry, she hurried into the room. She first looked at the flower mother and determined that she had nothing to do with her.

"Miss Liu, is this a boy or a girl?" The old lady asked, unable to restrain her inner excitement.

"boy."

"Bless the Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva finally manifested his spirit. We have a family in Zhangjia." After the old lady finished, she put the child on the bed again and ran out in panic.

Liu Ye thought that she was going to perfume the bodhisattva again. Unexpectedly, when the old lady came in again, she held a scale in her hand.

"I think my baby is so heavy? I have to weigh him." The old lady said with a smile.

Yurun helped weigh the child for a moment, this child actually weighed eight pounds or two.

"No wonder Hua Niang is so laborious to produce. It turns out that his child is so heavy, two pounds more than other children." Liu Yan said.

"My baby's life is rich and rich." The old lady finished, as if thinking of something, and said to Liu Ye, "I'll tell my son, he's still boiling water in the kitchen."

Liu Ye thought to himself, this Zhang Ye really can survive.

Hua Niang took a rest and became able to speak.

"Miss Liu, thank you for saving our mother and son's life." Although a little weak, Hua Niang's spirit is still very good.

"Yu Run, get some brown sugar water, the thicker the better." Liu Yan said to Yu Run.

Yurun nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

"Girl, girl, have you seen my son?" Zhang Ye asked Yurun nervously.

"You can rest assured, I will hold you out for a while." Yu Run said with a smile.