MTL - The Story of a Stroppy Princess-Chapter 292 About to give birth

In the next few days, Nangong Yu did not show up, but kept sending various daily necessities, including the need for a child to be born. Newest Fastest Novel

Mo Wushuang looked at her face without a smile, but smiled at him with a sour heart. In order to make her happy, he took her for a walk in the Royal Garden every day, and would rely on her belly to communicate with her every night. --- End of the story, romance between Hong Kong and Taiwan www.hjw.tw )))

Because she was about to have a child, Huayue Ling finally knew that the baby inside was actually a girl, but it was the same for her. She didn't have the patriarchal mind.

Mo Wushuang was very happy when he knew it. He kept saying that it must be a beautiful woman like Ling Er, so that Hua Yue Ling couldn't help feeling his joy, and she was very strange. The baby in her belly seemed to be special to Wu Shuang. Well, as long as Wushuang coaxed her, she was very good and made her smile.

The days are slowly getting warmer. Huayue Ling's belly is getting bigger and bigger. Both the midwife and the doctor have already lived in Ziyang Palace.

On this day, Huayue Ling's stomach has been nine and a half months. Nangong Lingxuan and Cao Feiyan came to see her together. Huayue Ling was uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen. Nangong Lingxuan looked at her and said: " Linger, what's wrong with you, you don't look well, and your stomach is moving? "

"Yes, Sister Ling, you don't look so good. Why don't you have a look at the doctor?" Cao Feiyan also saw it.

"It's okay, Wushuang is going to boil the medicine, he may be born soon, but I feel restless and feel like something is going to happen." Huayue Ling frowned.

Nan Gongxuan and Cao Feiyan looked at each other and said, "Nothing is happening now. They are all very peaceful. Although Scorpion and the woman in red have no clue, Xiaolong has already heard the news. Lan Yue has handled it well and told everyone. prepare for."

"What about the three kings, what is he doing? I haven't seen him for a long time." Huayue Ling thought of the painful face, and his heart hurt. After that, he came three times and once told him that he had been to the holy pond. , Took a lot of bottles of spring water, she sent two bottles here, and others sent Yao Batian to Dameng, and Mo Wushuang's foot injury and Xiaomi's injury were also cured, everyone is asking what potion It's so magical, but Huayue Ling and Nangong Yan just laugh and don't say, that's their secret.

"Brother Three Emperors is now in the barracks every day, and he is frantically training himself to say that he wants to be strong to fight. Now it seems that his mind is determined." Nangong Xuan Xuan frowned.

"He really wants to go?" Huayue Ling distressed.

"Linger, you know, hey, let him go, it will only be more painful here." Nangong Yunxuan sighed, the love and hatred between the three of them made me sad and sigh.

Huayue Ling suddenly burst into tears: "Then, when will you go?"

"It should be fast. General Xiren is ready there. The emperor will send another 100,000 troops to support it. Brother Three Emperors should set off together." Nangong Xiexuan tried to be more gentle.

"Sister Linger, the three kings will wait for you to have a baby before leaving." Cao Feiyan added entangledly.

Huayue Ling was a little bit intolerable. She couldn't speak. She knew how much her cruelty had hurt him, but she was really distressed. It was the pain of three people.

Suddenly a sudden pain in the stomach, Huayue Ling yelled and hugged the ridiculous belly, feeling warmth between her legs.

Cao Feiyan screamed in shock: "Sister Ling, are you going to give birth?"

"Yes, yes, hurry up, come back to Lord Wang!" Hua Yueling was selfish at this time. She wanted Nangong to be beside her and felt the birth of his child. She owed him too much.

Nangong Xuan Xuan was so frightened that she urgently called, and the slave girl immediately panicked.

After receiving the news, Mo Wushuang changed his face and immediately hurried back. At this moment, Hua Yueling had already cried and screamed, not because she didn't want to bear it, it was too painful.

Is the midwife veteran, already in the room, the old lady doctor is waiting, just in case, the palace ladies are all staying inside.

When Mo Wushuang rushed in, he was stopped by Cao Feiyan: "Mr. Mo, don't go in!"

"Why, Linger is my maiden!" Mo Wushuang was so sweaty and anxious that Hua Yueling's scream inside, his heart was about to jump out.

"Mr. Mo, it really doesn't work, it's not auspicious! You wait outside, everyone is like this." Cao Feiyan stopped him.

Mo Wushuang really wished to open Cao Feiyan, and Hua Yueling's painful voice shouted: "Wushuang, Wushuang, Wangye!"

After Mo Wushuang was surprised, he instantly understood what he was shouting, "Linger, you hold back, I'll go to the Lord!" At this time, Mo Wushuang is undoubtedly great. These days, he sees Hua Yueling's loneliness Sad and sad, he did not dare to speak out, but knew that she was worried about Nangong Ling, and also understood that Huayue Ling had only guilt for him, but he loved Nangong Ling deeply, and her jealousy and selfishness made her more and more pain.

He didn't want to let go, but he didn't want her to be so sad, so he tried his best to think of things that would make her happy, and the two were living very warmly, but at this time, Mo Wushuang knew if Nangong Yu was not there, then It will be Huayue Ling's heart pain forever, maybe she will resent herself all her life.

Cao Feiyan watched Mo Wushuang fly away in surprise, can't believe that this man would go to the three kings, aren't these two men fighting fast to the point where you die?

At this moment, Nangong Yu was fighting the soldiers in the barracks, not the type of martial arts, but a complete hand-to-hand combat. He was naked, shouting like a beast, facing six soldiers who practiced, He spends his energy on this every day, sweat drips on the bronze skin, and in this still cold weather, he doesn't feel cold at all, some just have energy and keep venting.

Everyone sees the change of Nan Gongyu. He is no longer enthusiastic about doing business. Although the business is still booming, most of the money earned is given to the treasury, and he himself comes to the barracks every day. The soldiers of the Ministry of War learn the art of war and the terrain.

He had lost his unruly chicness in his entire body, and had more manly masculine burly. Standing in the sun, he had a man in charge, and he was impassioned. This made the Emperor Nangong Tianyu very happy and promised. Once Lanyue and Dayue started fighting, Nangong Yu will go out as the vice general of General Xiren. It is impossible for Nangong Tianyu to agree, but seeing his brother gradually lose weight because of Huayue Ling, He thought it was a good way to arouse his fighting spirit, and Nangong Yu also liked it. Only in this way can he temporarily forget the pain, and he knew that Ling Er would like him to work for the country. He wanted her to know her. Men can stand up to it.

"Brother Three Emperors!" Nangong Xuan Xuan came quickly.

Nangong Yan, who was playing fiercely, waved his hand to stop the soldier's attack. Everyone turned to see the four princes coming quickly.

"Brother Three Emperors, Linger is about to give birth!" Nangong Xuan Xuan shouted before arriving.

"What!" Nangong Nian shook.

General He Gu had thrown his robe over and said angrily, "God, go!" He Gu immediately understood that they had a deep understanding of the relationship between them.

"Linger!" Nangong Yan immediately returned to his thoughts and murmured in his mouth. He rushed out before he could get dressed.

Dressing while running, walking on the road to the eager Mo Wushuang.

"Wushuang, Linger is going to give birth, why are you here!"

"I'm calling you! Linger needs you now!" Mo Wushuang held back his heartache and looked at this sweaty man. He was stronger than before, he was much older and much darker, and his handsome face was even more macho. It is just that the sadness at the bottom of the condensed beauty is deeper, and love changes too much.

"Come on!" Nangong Xuan Xuan shouted, "Don't let Ling Er wait long!"

Nangong looked at Mo Wushuang, and was moved inwardly, his voice hoarse: "Thank you."

Ink without two-sided color was cold and did not make a sound, but swept faster. He didn't want this thank you, but he knew Linger would be happy because he did it.

Upon arriving at the door, the scream of Huayue Ling made Nangong stunned and turned pale.

"Linger." Nangong Ai rushed in with a fright.

"Master, you can't go in." Cao Feiyan still guarded the doorway, which contained the royal doctor and midwife and the maid of the palace. It was enough.

"I'm going in, Linger, I'm here!" Nangong Kun suddenly cried.

"Ah! Lord." Huayue Ling yelled miserably.

"I'm going in!" Nangong Yan rushed up again.

"Master, this is not auspicious!" Cao Feiyan opened his arms and stopped.

"You go away!" Nangong took care of these and pushed the thin Cao Feiyan away.

"Feiyan!" Nangong Yuanxuan was frightened to catch Cao Feiyan pushed away.

Nangong Ao had rushed in, and the maiden's scream suddenly sounded inside.

Mo Wushuang rushed to the door, and his footsteps came to a halt. Can he enter?

"Linger, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Nangong Ai saw Huayue Ling with wet hair and tears on the bed, and went up to grab her hand in pain.

"Master Wang, it hurts, oh, oh." Hua Yueling saw the man, and she felt relieved for a moment. The woman's softness came to her heart, showing it in front of the one she loved.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Nangong Kun suddenly angered at the maid and midwife: "Why not come out!"

"Master, this is unlucky, you can't be here!" Cried the midwife.

"My king is not afraid of being unlucky! As long as Ling's mother and daughter are safe, even if he wants his life, don't hurry up!" Nangong shouted with a sigh of anger.

Huayue Ling had more tears, holding Nangong's big hand tightly, watching his tenderness and pain.

"Miss, come on, hard, the child is too big to get out!" The midwife saw the palace door not fully open, and rushed around.

"Ah!" Huayue screamed again with pain.

Nangong 冽 烨 sweated more than she cried, wishing he had a future life.

Outside, Mo Wushuang stood anxiously at the door, and Nangong Yunxuan patted his shoulder and said, "Wushuang, won't you go in?"