The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 158 Looks exactly like Fuso when he was a child



Chapter 158 Looks exactly like Fuso when he was a child

Not long after drinking the labor-inducing soup, I started to see blood, and then the contractions began.

Fuso and Mr. Fanglin were waiting outside. The three concubines came over, and even the emperor came over.

From day to night, from night to early morning, and from early morning to day again, more than ten hours had passed, and the screams of pain inside were becoming more and more frequent and intense. Mr. Fang Lin could hardly sit still. Logically speaking, after drinking the labor-inducing soup and the fetus was not big, it should not be so difficult to come out.

Mr. Fanglin was getting anxious, and Fusang was even more anxious. "Master, do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Wait another quarter of an hour." Mr. Fang Lin has already prepared the golden needles. If it doesn't work, he will use a forceful method, otherwise it will be a difficult birth and both of them will die.

But before a quarter of an hour had passed, crying sounds were finally heard from inside.

"It's born, it's born, it's born!" Fuso ran to the door of the room and listened to the voice inside. He was extremely nervous and excited. He guessed that except for those who knew the truth, no one else could tell that he was not the father of the child.

Soon the door opened and the midwife came out holding the child. "Congratulations, His Royal Highness, on the birth of your baby boy! Both mother and child are safe!"

"Good, good! Reward!" Fusang carefully took the child and looked at it carefully. A newborn baby is always beautiful. He turned around and handed the child to the emperor, "Father, look!"

The emperor took the child and burst into tears. It had been more than twenty years since there had been a new life in the palace. He was so excited.

"My dear grandson, haha, dear grandson, look how handsome he is, he looks exactly like Fusang when he was a child!"

Mr. Fanglin took a look and twitched his lips. It didn't look like Fusang at all.

When I first saw that girl, I found she was really good at giving birth. I won't have to worry about her being a bastard when I bring her home, because she will look exactly like Jing Muyang!

He looked at Fusang again, and Fusang's eyes were full of excitement and joy. Alas, there was no hope. He was so happy to be a father.

The door was opened again. Chu Jian inside had already packed up. Fuso couldn't wait to rush in first.

At first glance, he was lying there with a pale and weak face.

"Chuyang!" Fusang grabbed her hand excitedly, tears almost falling from the corners of his eyes, as if Chujian was giving birth to his child, "Chuyang, you have suffered."

"Fuso, where is the child?" Chu Jian was anxious.

She saw the child and saw that he looked so much like Jing Muyang. She was so scared. Aren't all babies supposed to look similar? How could a baby look exactly like his father when he was born?

"My father is holding me outside. He loves me very much. He says I look like me." Fuso chuckled.

Uh, I was speechless when I first met you. You obviously have nothing to do with Fuso, so how did they force you to be related to me?

This person tends to have a filter when he is excited.

Mr. Fang Lin also came in and took her pulse. She was very weak, but fortunately, there were no other major problems. It was probably because her vitality had been damaged by the Bingcan Douku and she had not fully recovered yet. She was a little weaker than the average woman who had just given birth, but she could recover.

"Girl, you've really been exhausted this time. You need to take good care of your body to recover."

"Master, are the children all right?"

"Good, he's healthy. That brat is really lucky."

Chu Jian was also worried that the ice cardamom she had taken would affect the child, or that there might be some residual toxins that had not been eliminated. After hearing what Mr. Fang Lin said, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. This child had had a really hard time along the way, and she couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Isn't this good? Tears during the confinement period will cause eye problems. Don't cry." Mr. Fanglin patted her hands and said, "You should have a good rest. You will be tired later if you are well rested."

This Chu Jian insists on feeding himself. Isn't that tiring?

The emperor and his three concubines came in.

"Chuyang, take good care of yourself. I have asked someone to pick an auspicious day. The second day of the second month after the New Year will be auspicious. I will hold a grand wedding for you and Fusang then! You will be crowned the Crown Prince when you turn one next year!"

The emperor said this happily, and then issued an order that he had a grandson and that he would grant amnesty to the entire nation!

When she first saw him in bed, she was scared to death. Oh my god, the crown prince! Even TV scripts don't dare to write this. What should I do? She is locked up by the Nanbang royal family. Can she leave? Even if Fusang lets her go, the emperor won't let her go! In his eyes, this is his eldest grandson!

I didn't know when the emperor passed away when I first saw him. I was completely confused.

"Chu Yang, your father is happy, so you don't have to take it to heart. This will not happen." Seeing Chu Jian's uneasy expression, Fusang comforted her.

"Girl, take a rest first. Don't think too much about other things. It's useless to think about them, okay? You should take care of your body quickly before you can consider other things. Understand?"

"Yeah." Chu Jian, who was brought back to her senses, looked at the child who had been put back next to her. The old man was right. Now that the child was born, she could consider returning to Lingyin Country after she had finished her confinement. She had to plan carefully.

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However, things don't always go that smoothly.

The court was filled with celebration; the royal family had finally welcomed the third generation grandson, and the New Year was approaching, so the whole of Jinling was in an uproar. In addition, due to the emperor's amnesty, a large number of criminals with minor sentences were released, so that almost everyone could make it home for the New Year reunion.

Nanbang has had good weather and a bumper harvest this year, and has recaptured the Qingshui ferry. Now the emperor has granted amnesty to the country. It can be said that the people of Nanbang are extremely worshipful of the birth of the emperor's eldest grandson.

Prince Qi was happily drinking wine in his mansion. He was also happy. The bigger the trouble Fusang and his men made, the harder it would be to deal with. When the time came, he would just need to give them a gentle push from behind and wait.

The news from Lingying Kingdom came before the New Year. Fusang frowned. Jing Muyang did not bring the Queen of Beisai back to Beijing.

Prince Qi also frowned. His old friend was in big trouble. As soon as he returned to Beijing, he was locked up in the clan house and could not be contacted at all.

"Have you found out what the reason is?"

"I heard that he leaked military intelligence, colluded with Arsalan, and framed the War King, but was killed by the War King. Now that the evidence is complete, I'm afraid it will be difficult to turn the tables."

"No, that guy is very smart. You see, he has been in contact with us for so many years, but we don't have any handle on him. He has cleared himself completely. He even pushed the blame on the Seventh Prince when Xixia Mountain was exposed. He must have a backup plan. Write another letter and ask Lingyin's spies in the capital to lie low and find a way to contact Jing Muhao. He must be very interested in our Crown Princess."

His Royal Highness Prince Qi smiled sinisterly. At first glance, he really was an invincible and heavyweight bargaining chip. No wonder Fuso held on to him tightly.

Now there is one more child, hahaha, they are all weak and powerless, if Jing Muyang knew about this, hahaha...

"Go find someone to paint a portrait of the Crown Princess with a big belly, and give it to Jing Muhao." Prince Qi poured another glass of wine. He just wanted to disturb the peace of Lingying Kingdom.

"Yes."

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