Hearing the baby crying, he shouted inside through the door, "Did you give birth? Is it safe?"
Wien Po's voice came from inside, happily, "Congratulations, the prince is happy, and the mother and daughter are safe and well."
He is overjoyed, and peace is good, and peace is good.
He wanted to push the door in, but the imperial concubine stood up and stopped, and asked, "Can you handle it?"
"Niangniang, please wait a moment, we are dealing with it." Wen Po directed her to clean the blood room, and after a while she opened the door, and Wang An had already entered in a whirlwind before she was happy.
Yuan Qingling was dealing with the child's umbilical cord wound. He didn't even look at it, so he rushed to the bed and slowly leaned over, staring at Princess An, stroking her pale and tired face, and said in a choked voice, "Thank you."
Concubine An’s voice was exhausted, her eyebrows were smiling, "The prince look at the child."
"Okay, okay!" Wang An said like this, just looking back, but didn't walk over, still guarding Princess An.
After Yuan Qingling took care of it, he carried the child and placed it in Wang An's hand.
It was a little caught off guard for Wang An. The baby was already on his hand. He didn't dare to move. He held it in an awkward posture. He carefully looked at the little pink face. He didn't open his eyebrows and didn't know. Like who, but Wang An felt inexplicably familiar in his heart, and felt that he had known her many years ago or in the last life. It felt so strange.
In fact, since Princess An was pregnant, although he said he was expecting the child, it was not growing in his stomach. He didn't have any emotions, but now it is different.
This is his daughter!
Perhaps, some things are really not that important.
Wang An put the child beside Princess An, and Princess An looked sideways with joy in her heart.
"Mother concubine, take a look!" Wang An turned around and said to Concubine Di.
There was a slight smile on Di Guifei's face, and she was naturally happy, but she couldn't help but feel a little regretful in her heart.
She glanced at Yuan Qingling, she couldn't tell how she gave birth to a son? Five more were born.
When leaving Prince An's Mansion, Rong Yue rubbed her silly cheeks, and said to everyone, "It's great, another life has come."
The sky was already dark, and the silhouettes of a few people were reflected on the walls of Prince An’s Mansion, and the arrival of new life made this otherwise less lively Prince’s mansion boil, and gradually moved away from the laughter and laughter. Rong Yue’s sentimentality was justified. coming.
Yuan Qingling took her hand and walked out together, "Be relieved, I will get to you soon."
Rong Yue smiled reluctantly, "Let's go with the flow."
After seeing Princess Ann’s birth, she suddenly felt that such a life needs a great blessing to come? She didn't dare to force it for a while.
They each got on the carriage at the door and went back to their homes respectively.
Back in the mansion, Yu Wenhao had already returned. Looking at the memorial in the study, Yuan Qingling walked in and added a spoon of agarwood to him. He reached out and took her over and hugged her in his arms, "Born?"
"Well, sister!" Yuan Qingling leaned in his arms and whispered softly.
"It's great!" Yu Wenhao was very envious.
Yuan Qingling smiled, "Why? Want to grab it again?"
"Don't dare!" Yu Wenhao's eyebrows drooped, "I dare to grab anyone's, but he dare not."
Yuan Qingling remembered what Princess An had said today, and took him to sit down together and said, "Huguo Temple, have you ever sent someone to see it occasionally?"
"No, the royal temple, you can't be disturbed at will." Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qingling said: "I heard from Princess Sun today that I saw a motorcade entering Huguo Temple a few days ago, and it entered from the back mountain. Princess An said that King An has been to Huguo Temple several times recently. I think He is not a believer in Buddhism, how can he go to Huguo Temple over and over again? Is there anything wrong?"
Yu Wenhao was stunned, "Really? How many times did he go to Huguo Temple?"
"What Princess Ann said personally, there must be no falsehood."
Yu Wenhao frowned, thought for a while and said: "I'll call Ghost Guard to check it out."
After he finished speaking, someone came in, ordered to go down, let people go to Huguo Temple, staring at it was tedious.
"Does the murderer who killed Yuwenjun have any eyebrows?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao shook his head, "There was no clue, but now Lin Xiao and the treasurer Sun are under our surveillance, and the other party has not acted rashly. I guess I will find a day to leave the capital to see if some people will be moved by the news."
"Leaving Beijing?" Yuan Qing was startled, and then understood what he meant. "Are you going to lead the killer to chase you?"
"That's what it means. Look at the other party. If you send a killer and you can capture one or two people, you might be able to pry the hole away."
Seeing Yuan Qingling's worried look, he smiled and hugged her in his arms, "Don't worry, since I deliberately led the snake out of the cave, I will be prepared and nothing will happen."
"Do you have to use such a risky method?" Yuan Qingling asked worriedly.
"This is the simplest and most direct way, think about it, now I and Prince Rui are regent. Once I have an accident, no matter what the other party plots, it will be a great opportunity, and I will never let it go, and you think it’s me. If I did, they wouldn’t want to assassinate me? It’s just that ghost guards are following me when I go in and out. They think the risk is too great and they didn’t start. If I leave Beijing, I will make arrangements to lead them to attack and capture the chance of the killer. It's much bigger."
The relief from listening to his voice is also a variety of guarantees, but Yuan Qingling's heart is not at ease at all.
It's just that he didn't say it casually when he heard what he said. It seemed that she had planned for a long time, even if she said that she disagreed, I was afraid that she would do it secretly without telling her.
"Then since I want to leave Beijing, I will go to Jinghu with you." Yuan Qingling said.
Yu Wenhao objected, "No, you can't go."
"Why? Didn't it mean it's safe? You are all ready." Yuan Qingling looked at him and said.
Yu Wenhao gently pressed the bun for her, and said: "Remember when we were parachuting together in your hometown, we didn't have a consensus at the time, but when there is danger, we can't do it together, even if it's a little bit. It’s not dangerous, our five children, we have to be considerate."
After hearing this, Yuan Qingling felt sad when he thought of Concubine Hu's entrustment to her.
Unless the children are older, they have no right to live and die together.
"Don't talk about it," Yu Wenhao knew that she was worried, and couldn't convince her at once, so he changed the subject and said: "Now the fourth child's daughter is born. You are an aunt, you have to think about giving it to your child. What's the courtesy?"
"Well, look back and think about it." Yuan Qingling replied absently.
He held her hand and said with envy, "The fourth child is really blessed, really jealous."
Yuan Qingling smiled, "Many people are jealous of you, do you really want a daughter so much?"
"Who doesn't want a little padded jacket?" Yu Wenhao hugged her with deep eyes, "but in the next life, we will only have five demon kings in this life."