MTL - The Story of a Stroppy Princess-Chapter 293 I'm her

Huayue Ling exhausted her whole body strength and wanted the child to come out quickly, but the child just refused to go out, and the pain made her faint a few times. If Nangong was kneeling on her bed and kept encouraging her, she felt herself Can't persist. --- End of the story, romance between Hong Kong and Taiwan www.hjw.tw )))

"Miss, no matter how hard you are, you can't faint. The child will be suffocated." The midwife was so anxious that sweat was flowing, everyone was frightened.

"Linger, you can't give up, you can't, this is our child." Nangong Yan looked at the weak Huayue Ling with heartache, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Master Wang, Linger is so tired." Huayue Ling managed to catch her breath, and Fengmu looked at his fortitude handsome face with tears.

"I know, but you have to hold on. I can't lose you. Even if you're not with me, I'm happy if you're safe. You can't leave me, I can't stand it." Nangong trembled bleeding.

"Don't cry, I, I have to give birth to your child!" Hua Yueling screamed and said again.

"When I see my head, the young lady will work harder!" The midwife kept pressing on Huayue Ling's stomach, and when she saw the movement, she cried happily.

"Ah!" Mo Wushuang's heartbreaking scream made Mo Wushuang out of his knees on the stone steps, he was afraid to enter.

Suddenly Nangong shouted, "Wushuang, come in quickly!"

Mo Wushuang returned to God, and the four princes hurriedly said: "Wou Shuang, Ling Er has difficulty giving birth. You have to encourage her, otherwise you will lose her!" It's no wonder Nangong Yan's attitude towards her, and she was very touched.

Huayue Ling stared and looked at Nangong Yan. I don't know why he called Mo Wushuang to come in. The child belongs to him. It would only be embarrassing and hurt if Wushuang came in. Because of this, she didn't call Wushuang.

Mo Wushuang rushed in and couldn't bear it anymore, and Nangong asked suddenly: "Wushuang, please beg your child, she listens to you, you let her come out quickly, don't torture her mother anymore." It turned out that Nangong Yan Knowing the importance of Mo Wushuang to Huayue Ling's belly, this is why he didn't dare to come. Every time he saw Mo Wushuang coaxing the child, he felt heartache, and every time he wanted to touch his belly, that The child kept tormenting Ling, he thought it was strange.

"Linger, Linger, how are you?" Mo Wushuang was so white and scared that he rushed to the bed and looked at the dying Huayue Ling, his hands shaking even more.

"Wushuang, I'm out of energy." Huayue Ling looked at him weakly, "I, I'm sorry for you."

"Don't say that!" Mo Wushuang was afraid to hear such a word, and quickly put his hand on Hua Yueling's belly, all crying in his voice: "Child, come out quickly, I beg you, don't let your mother leave me."

Everyone heard these words and saw two men who were so affectionate. They couldn't help crying secretly, God would be too frustrating.

The stomach, which seemed to have been motionless, suddenly started to move again.

"Ah!" Huayue Ling suddenly struck with pain, shouting.

Nangong Yan clenched her hand, Mo Wushuang caressed her belly, and encouraged her children constantly in her mouth. The scene was strange but warm.

"Come out, come out!" The midwife watched with excitement as the child was squeezed out, slipped down, and the tears flowed happily.

Huayue Ling suddenly relieved the pain, looking at the two men who encouraged her, and her eyes were sinking into the darkness.

"Linger!" Nangong yelled quickly.

"Linger!" Mo Wushuang also screamed in fright.

"Wow!" A loud cry came out of the baby girl's mouth.

But the two men were only worried about Huayue Ling on the bed.

"Miss is tired, don't bother her." Yu Yi comforted the two men immediately after the diagnosis. This situation moved him to see the old lady doctor who had seen countless harem mothers.

"Linger will be all right, right?" Nangong Yan panicked.

"No, fortunately, the child is out, it is really worrying." Taiyi also relieved.

"Wow!" The girl was still crying, Mo Wushuang looked at Nangong and said, "Don't go and see your daughter?"

"No, first of all, she is also your daughter." Nangong Ai smiled gratefully at Mo Wushuang.

Mo Wushuang stunned, stood up and walked over, taking the little girl who was cleaned but crying loudly, hugging the little guy who hadn't opened his eyes, and his heart was shaking.

"Baby, Dad finally saw you." Mo Wushuang still cried with excitement.

Suddenly, the girl stopped crying, her eyes opened suddenly, and she scared Mo Wushuang and the maid, and the maid uttered an ah.

Mo Wushuang looked at those big eyes, and those big eyes looked at Mo Wushuang without blinking, as if studying his face, making Mo Wushuang's heart feel weird. Is this a baby's eyes? ?

Nangong Yan also came over and said, "Wushuang, she really recognizes you, and you won't cry when you hug her." Nangong Yan enviously said.

"You hug." Mo Wushuang could not covet, and handed the child to Nangong Yu.

Nangong trembled with excitement, trembling to take over and look at the palm-sized face.

"Wow!" As a result, the big eyes narrowed and looked at Nangong Yan's handsome face, and immediately burst into tears.

"Oh, why cry when I hug, I'm your father." Nangong panicked Shinto.

Mo Wushuang rushed to pick it up, and it was really strange to say that as soon as the child reached his hand, he stopped crying, and the **** eyes would stay on Mo Wushuang's face as if he didn't see enough.

Mo Wushuang was very relieved. He watched Huayue Ling's belly grow larger and accompanied the baby to this day. Sure enough, she recognized him, which made him a little proud, especially when he saw Nangong's frustrated face.

"Everyone go out and let the young lady rest." Tai Yidao said.

"Medical doctor, the king wants to accompany Linger and wait for her to wake up, otherwise I won't be assured." Nangong shouted.

"Me too!" Mo Wushuang hurriedly gave the child to the maid, only to finish, the baby started crying loudly, so loud that everyone wanted to cover their ears.

"Mr. Mo, you come." The palace girl quickly gave the child to Mo Wushuang, and the little guy shut up as soon as he reached Mo Wushuang's arms, everyone felt the evil door.

"The child still needs to clean and change clothes, Mo Zi, look ..." The midwife looked at Mo Wushuang entangledly.

"This, then I'll come." Mo Wushuang also didn't want to accept this child. Since she was sticking to him, it was his luck. The full affection was in the eyes of the new moon. A moon-like smile.

Everyone looked at this warm scene and felt that Mo Wushuang was the real father.

"Wushuang, please trouble you." Nangong Yan smiled bitterly.

Mo Wushuang nodded and said, "Linger wakes up and tells me." After speaking, he took the child out.

The gate was full of people, even the emperor and queen came, and the Huatieying family was there. Everyone was excited to see the baby being carried out.

"Come on, let me see!" Nangong Tianyu was more excited than having a baby, and it shows that he loves Huayue Ling, his cousin.

Mo Wushuang laughed and took the child down to show everyone. As a result, whoever held her cried, she liked to be in Mo Wushuang's arms.

"Brother Mo, it seems she likes you the most." Hua Yujin laughed.

Mo Wushuang also laughed, looking at the little guy in his arms, his face full of tenderness and love, this is a gift from heaven to him.

Nangong Ling has been guarding Huayue Ling until the night when the lantern was first turned on, and Huayue Ling finally woke up.

"Linger." Nangong Ling never left, holding Huayue Ling's hand.

"Master Wang?" Hua Yueling was a little confused, and she was too tired.

"You're better, don't, don't get up, you need to confine." Nangong Yan quickly held her.

Huayue Ling rose red and said, "I, I want to go to the bathroom."

After Nangong took a moment, she opened her quilt, picked her up, and hugged her directly to the place where the toilet was placed next, making Huayue Ling a little embarrassed, but there was nothing embarrassing to think that her children were born to him. I can't help feeling moved and warm.

"Does it still hurt?" Nangong Yan asked softly, how could he not know the tearing pain below.

Hua Yueling didn't feel really painful, she felt strange right away, she felt the heartbreaking pain, but now she didn't seem to feel it.

"Oh, I wiped the holy spring for you." It turned out that after Nangong Ling let everyone out, he cleaned Huayue Ling and wiped her wound by the way. When he saw the **** wound, he didn't have any desire in his heart. Just distressed.

"Ah!" Huayue Ling has red ears and red ears. This guy is actually?

"Is Linger still shy? Nowhere in your body has the king been seen or kissed." Nangong Ai was excited about the days of love before, but accompanied by bitterness.

"You, don't say it." Hua Yueling stopped him because she didn't want to think back. The good memories are always fleeting, but it makes people feel sore.

Nangong squinted his eyes and hugged her back to the bed. Huayue Ling anxiously said, "What about Wushuang and the child?"

"Don't worry, Wushuang is holding her. The little guy likes Wushuang, and others cry when he embraces them. Linger, do you think I owe him too much, so this daughter doesn't like my father, but likes him What about? "Nangong Yu depressed.

"Don't talk nonsense, just call them, I really want to see the children." Huayue Ling can't wait, and her **** are very uncomfortable and need to be relieved. She also knows that colostrum is the best for children.

"Okay!" Nangong Ai quickly called for Mo Wushuang. They were in the room next door. Nangong Ai went in and saw Mo Wushuang sitting on the bed with the baby in her arms, making her laugh, and the baby kept laughing. Non-stop, making Nangong Yan look dumbfounded and envious.

"Wushuang, Linger woke up." Nangong Yan said.

"Oh, we'll go right away." Mo Wushuang got out of bed quickly and laughed. "Baby, let's see your mother."

Nangong Yan stepped forward to hug his daughter, but as soon as he reached his hand, the doll blinked a few times and started crying again.

"What's the matter! This is too evil!" Nangong was so angry that he was her father!