Giving birth to a child is a very tiring thing, even if it is a physique like Takesheng.
Takesheng fell asleep deeply.
She felt someone gently kiss her on the cheek and woke up as a result.
When she opened her eyes, she saw her husband sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her with a smile.
He handed her a glass of water and asked her to take a few sips of it from his hand.
She asked, "How is he?"
The man smiled and said, "He's good, better than I expected." ” Takebu woke up.
The hall was quiet, and the man in black knelt on the edge of the couch, holding her hand.
His face was wrapped in a black cloth, and dark green eyes stared at him.
His gaze was too complicated for her to read.
She wanted to speak, but it was as if she heard someone calling "sister".
Takebu woke up suddenly.
The person who accompanied her was Seven Blades.
He held her hand and said happily, "You're awake."
Takesheng was confused for a moment, not knowing if this time, it was a dream or the real She said: "Water." ” The water was always prepared by the couch, and the maids and female officials were outside the door at all times.
Seven Knife immediately poured her a glass of water and brought it to her mouth.
Zhusheng sat up, took a few sips of his hand, and asked, "What about Maomao?"
The children here all have milk names, and the custom here prefers to give children cheap names.
In places where the level of medical care is low, the mortality rate of young children is too high, and people feel that it is easy to feed themselves without being envied by ghosts and gods.
It is the eldest son of Ling Niang and Du Cheng, such a scholarly child, and his milk name is "Niu Niu", which is like a country child.
The name of the little prince was personally handled by Fan Shen, and all the words prepared were raccoon dogs, and Zhusheng couldn't accept it.
The child was born and hugged to her, and she saw that the baby had thick black hair, so she directly crossed Fan Shen's zoo series and named the child "Mao Mao".
Hearing Zhusheng ask about his son, Qidao called out, and the maid outside the door immediately responded.
While waiting, Takesheng asked, "Why are you here, who allowed you to come out?"
Seven knives washed the three surnames of Qi with blood, cut the grass and eradicated the roots, and not a single inch of grass was left, including women and children.
In the army, there were rules of "no killing under the age of ten" and "no killing of those below the wheel", and Seven Swords ignored these rules.
Zhusheng wanted to give him a harsher punishment, but was persuaded by Fan Shen.
Qi is the first country to take the initiative to claim the vassal, and the three surnames are also the first to dare to touch the tiger's beard.
Treating Qi Guogong favorably and slaughtering the three surnames, the political effect achieved by the huge contrast is excellent.
Fan Shen chose to support Qidao in this incident.
In the end, the punishment given to Qidao was a fine of one year and three months of thinking behind closed doors.
In less than ten days, the bamboo was about to give birth.
"Sister" Qidao held her hand, gently stroked her hair, and whispered, "On the day of great joy, don't worry about this for now, okay?"
Seeing Zhusheng looking at him, Qidao was helpless, lowered his posture, and said: "Fan Xiang let me out, I am the child's biological father after all" He held Zhusheng's hand and said in a low voice, "Okay, it's just three days."
I'll be with you for three days, and then I'll go back and introspect behind closed doors."
"I know it's wrong, don't be angry," he hugged Zhusheng and pleaded in a low voice, "Wu Qing has followed me since he was in Ji County, he was hit by an arrow in the leg last year, and after the injury is healed, it will hurt so much that he can't move in wind and rain, and he can't go to the battlefield anymore."
I just got him an errand out of the town of Qi.
I thought it would be a good place to go, but I didn't want him to die at the hands of those villains.
When his wife heard the news, she had a miscarriage, and he didn't even have a baby.
I couldn't contain my anger and I knew I was wrong. ” Do you really know it's wrong?
She didn't really care about the people who died.
Seeing the battle report, she was indeed a little angry.
But those men were far away, and they did poison the generals she had sent to guard them.
Her people were also people, living people she knew names, met with, talked to, fought side by side.
She can understand Qidao's anger and actions.
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All she cared about was Seven Knives.
All she was worried about was seven knives.
The murderous aura of the seven knives was too heavy, like an unsheathed knife, too sharp Zhusheng didn't know that when Qidao held her, he was also confused.
He didn't understand why Zhusheng became softer the older he go, and he still remembered that she held the handle of the knife in the woods, and asked him if he knew who his father was.
At that time, if he had reacted more slowly, and let her think that he felt that he had a vendetta against her father, she would probably have cut down the grass and eradicate it At that time, she was just a lonely girl, and now she is sitting on four countries and hundreds of thousands of soldiers, why is she afraid to raise a sword Someone outside the door made a report, and then the palace maid opened the door, and the nurse walked in with the newborn prince in her arms.
"How long did I sleep," Takeo asked.
"Less than half an hour."
Nurse Road.
"When you cleanse your Majesty, Your Majesty falls asleep."
"Has he ever had milk?"
"Not yet, according to what you said, the little prince has not cried for food, and he has not fed it."
Zhu Sheng nodded and asked the nurse to step down.
She undressed, revealing half of her swollen and painful roundness, and breastfeeding her child.
The nursing mother was still a little hesitant and didn't dare to leave, but when she saw that Zhujun was very skilled in holding the child and breastfeeding, she was relieved to retreat.
Qidao watched Zhusheng's actions of undressing, holding the baby, and breastfeeding in one go, without sluggishness, as if he was very familiar.
There was a slight sense of strangeness in his heart.
But soon, he was hooked.
The world often says that the delivery room is filthy, and the woman who has just given birth is also filthy, and the man is not allowed to come close.
There are even ignorant houses, where women give birth in the firewood room, and after giving birth, the golden grandson will naturally be carried to the bedroom to be raised for birth, but the weak woman will spend the whole month in the dirty firewood room.
The maternal mortality rate is not at all lower than that of newborns.
But Zhusheng has been cleaned up here, and the inner room has been smoked with incense, and there is not the slightest smell of blood.
After Zhusheng gave birth, she was quickly cleaned by the maids and changed into clean clothes.
But she had just slept when the maids were afraid that she would be exposed to the wind, so they shut the doors and windows so hard that she sweated a little.
Some of the hair sticks to the skin.
"Ah Qi, help me get my hair down."
She whispered seven knives.
"Don't get it."
Qidao went to bed and held her hair for her.
He was tall, and from his vantage point, he could see that the bamboo's black hair was like ink, and the back of his ears was snow-white, and to his neck and chest, and the snow-white was connected into patches, glowing with a milky sheen.
The clavicle is delicate and the hill arc is almost perfect.
His son's cheeks were pressed against the mound, and his cheeks were bulging.
The hall was quiet, and the sound of him gulping milk could be heard clearly.
Because Zhu Sheng is pregnant, and Qidao is often outside, he has been empty for many days.
But at this time, he couldn't give birth to a single thought in his heart.
He looked at the breastfeeding Zhusheng stupidly, only to feel that she was indeed different from the past, but there was a beauty with a strange brilliance that he had never seen before.
I see, because she's a woman.
She is a woman, she is a mother, so she inevitably becomes soft in her heart and loses her initial sharpness, so she prefers to hold their child gently with her hand rather than hold the knife If that's the case, that's okay.
Just keep the knife in his hand all the time.
Let him make her knife.
Seven knives hugged Zhusheng from behind and encircled Zhusheng and the child into his arms.
At this moment, his heart was full like never before.
He owns Takeyu, he owns his and her son, and he seems to own the whole world.
For the sake of what he embraced and possessed in his arms, he was willing to turn into a sharp blade and split everything that stood in her way.
He could kill everyone in the world for her.
She doesn't want to raise the knife again, so her golden seat will be guarded by him.
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Seven knives buried his face in Takesheng's neck.
The smell of bamboo is unexpectedly good.
There is a faint body fragrance, there is sweetness, and a hint of the smell of baby urine is mixed together, and it becomes the smell of bamboo.
The smell had awakened his memories for a long time, and it was also the smell of the woman with a blurred face and an unknown name.
And she's warm, soft, just like Takebu.
Qidao closed his eyes, and wet his eyes for the sake of being able to have this softness and warmth again in his life.
Takesheng glanced sideways at him.
It was as if there were two children, one in the arms and one behind the back.
She gently patted the one in her arms, knowing clearly in her heart that after this one was born, some inevitable changes would occur between her and the one behind her.
She hid her sigh and gently kissed the top of Qidao's hair.
Seven knives hugged her tighter and tighter.
However, the dream of Seven Blades with bamboo and hairy hair was soon disillusioned in the ruthless reality.
As the Minister of State, Fan Shen will always remind him again and again, with words, actions, and those stunning beauties, that Zhusheng owns him, and he does not own Zhusheng.
Even the child he gave birth to with Takesheng could not take his surname.
Zhusheng's body was completely restored in almost three days, and she didn't have the sweat and lochia that ordinary pregnant women should have.
So after three days, she was ready to receive her courtiers in full clothes.
The first person to be received was naturally the Minister of State.
When Fan Bochang bowed deeply in front of her, Zhusheng was silent for a long time.
"Ah Qi," she asked.
Fan Xiang replied: "I introspect behind closed doors in his mansion. ” In this matter, Fan Bochang excluded Seven Swords from the beginning.
Even if he is the biological father of this child.
In Fan Bochang's eyes, the so-called biological father is actually the person who provided sperm for Zhusheng.
In this year, the empress gave birth to a prince, Fan Xiangmian Sheng, and Chen asked the empress to choose a surname for the prince and the royal family of Dapeng.
There is no surname and no name, in this world, there is a unique Zhujun, which is enough.
The royal family of a country needs a surname that can be passed down.
This surname can only be a surname belonging to the royal family, not the surname of any courtier.
Even if this courtier is the prince's biological father.
No matter what mood or thoughts Takesheng has, she knows that she must make the right choice.
When she was still alone, she could be willful and arbitrary.
When she was a monarch and a mother, she lost that qualification.
I just wanted to walk in this world and live my life arbitrarily, but how could I have given birth to so many fetters in just over ten years It is true that people cannot live alone in the world.
Zhusheng sighed softly and said, "You've already prepared it."
This kind of thing is the work of the literati.
Fan Shen and the group of literati had really already chosen, and he pushed a piece of paper over.
Zhusheng opened it and stared: "Yuan" Yuan, the beginning, the original, the positive.
Zhusheng has long had the title of "goddess" and various legends that deify her, and the literati chose this word as the surname of her children and bloodlines, which is really painstaking.
Zhusheng said: "It's good, that's it."
What's the name?"
Fan Shen pushed another piece of paper.
Takeyu: "" After opening it and taking a look, she paused and said, "Shou" Zhusheng's tone was different, and Fan Shen raised his eyes to look at her: "Is there anything inappropriate?"
Shou means longevity.
Compared with the surname "Yuan", which seems to carry a godhead, the name "Shou" carries good wishes.
At least, Fan Shen is very satisfied.
Zhusheng looked far away, like an old man who had experienced the Cangtian of Songhai, with nostalgia and memories.
She said: "The person I know is also a famous person. ” Fan Shen asked: "But the elders" If so, the juniors need to avoid it.
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Zhusheng shook his head and said, "It's a prince of the Hou Mansion." ” Fan Shen smiled: "That's okay, just ask that son to change his name and avoid it." ” "Not really."
Zhusheng smiled slightly, "That person is not in this world at all. ” It turns out that it is someone who has passed away, so it doesn't matter.
Fan Shen nodded happily.
Soon an edict was promulgated to the world, and the prince gave the name "Shou" and was named the crown prince.
At the same time, it was announced to the world that the royal family of Dapeng took "Yuan" as its surname.
The news spread in all directions.
Naturally, it was inevitable that it reached the ears of General Zhao Feng and Zhao Yongzhi, who were still thinking behind closed doors in the General's Mansion.
Feeling the pain of disillusionment of the beautiful illusion, Seven Knife tightened his grip on the hilt. gd1806102: