Song Song lives and rests regularly, and he only listens to everything, at least in front of people, he is like this.
Although Zuiju Lang was in charge of recording Li Xiao's words and deeds throughout the day, he couldn't arbitrarily go out to the inner room of the queen's apse.
Song Song never discussed political affairs with Li Xiao outside, but when there were only two of them, Li Xiao would inevitably coax him to say something.
As the body became heavier and the weather became hotter and hotter, Li Xiao would not allow others to touch him, so he would help him bathe himself, many of which are indescribable.
Song Song refused Li Xiao's court affairs on the excuse that he was busy, so Li Xiao took advantage of the situation to let him handle the court affairs with him, leaving Song Song speechless.
"I heard that Song Ge is gone." After taking a shower, Song Song put a wide absorbent blanket over his body, and his wet long hair was draped over it. Li Xiao asked him to sit firmly and slowly wiped it with a towel. : "He seems to have gone all the way north, and it is estimated that he will be gone for some days."
Song Song snorted, and Li Xiao leaned into his ear and said softly, "If you are not happy, I will send someone to kill him."
"This is not in line with His Majesty's style."
"Is it?"
"If you really wanted to help me deal with him, you wouldn't have asked me what I thought at all. You would have dealt with him long ago. If you keep him, it must still be useful."
Li Xiao didn't follow his words, Song Song glanced at him sideways, feeling a little strange, but he lived a comfortable life and didn't want to pay attention to those bad things, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Li Xiao dried his hair, then bent over and pinched his swollen calf.
Song Song suffered a lot when she was pregnant in her previous life, but she doesn't know if it has something to do with her mood in this life. The morning sickness didn't last until the child was born. As early as a month ago, he started eating mamah incense.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the man's handsome eyebrows, his heart softened for a while: "Actually, Your Majesty doesn't need to do this."
"Song'er wants the palace maid to serve?"
Song Song laughed: "Why are you jealous with everyone?"
Li Xiao smiled and didn't say much, but there was a touch of displeasure in his expression. Song Song pursed his lips, suddenly his leg twitched, his calf slipped away from the man's hand, and he grabbed his ankle, the man said, "Don't make trouble."
"You're so busy, leave me alone."
"I'm busy."
His palm was gentle and powerful, Song Song not only relieved the soreness of his legs, but also felt a burst of joy in his heart. When he squeezed it, Li Xiao carried him onto the bed, and Song Song suddenly called him: "Your Majesty."
"Um?"
There were ice cubes in the house, which was very cool, so he covered Song Song with a thin quilt. When he looked up, he suddenly held his face, and Song Song kissed his lips hard.
Li Xiao's expression softened visibly to the naked eye, while Song Song retracted his hand and said, "I'll read the book for a while, and I'll wait for you to sleep with you later."
"it is good."
After Li Xiao finished speaking, he was caught off guard and kissed back. His kiss was always aggressive. Song Song couldn't breathe after being kissed, and was finally let go, his face was already red.
Li Xiao watched, and suddenly wanted to bully him again, Song Song hurriedly pushed him: "Okay."
Let him make trouble again, and it won't end well.
Song Song felt that every time he stared at his stomach with a faint hostility in his eyes, although it was not obvious, it was still enough for people to notice. Apart from himself, Li Xiao was probably the person who most hoped that the little prince would be born soon. .
Seeing that the days were getting closer, Ji Ying began to see him regularly. He seemed to be very obsessed with personally picking up his father's birth.
After each visit, Li Xiao would announce that he would ask questions in the past. The content was similar. They all asked him whether Song Song could give birth normally and whether there would be any problems.
Despite Ji Ying's repeated guarantees, and Song Song's previous experience of natural childbirth, there was still a haze in his expression that he couldn't let go of, and it became more intense as the little prince's due date approached.
No matter how Song Song knew him, it wasn't the roundworm in his stomach, so he couldn't fully understand what he was thinking.
The time quickly approached mid-August. The sun at noon was extremely hot, and when there was no wind in the afternoon, it was also as hot as hell. It was rare to hear a drizzle of rain. Song Song habitually walked in the yard for a few days in the afternoon. circle.
As a result, when he was going up the stairs, his foot suddenly slipped, and the fast-eyed steward Qi stretched out his hand to hold him straight, but then, there was a sudden pain in the abdomen.
Someone shouted: "Go and pass the imperial doctor! Call Ji Shenyi too!"
Not long after he was carried to bed in a hurry, Li Xiao rushed in with big strides.
No one dared to try to stop him in the name of producing filth, Song Song grabbed his outstretched hand, sweating profusely in pain, and comforted him: "It's alright, don't worry."
Li Xiao didn't say anything, just held his hand restrainedly.
Song Song inhaled gently, the so-called holy medicine could not only change his physique, but even his body structure. Li Xiao stared at him without blinking, and cold sweat rolled down Song Song's forehead, and his body He twitched slightly, and in turn grabbed his hand.
At this moment, time suddenly passed very slowly, Song Song had no time to focus on Li Xiao's situation, and focused on the child in his womb.
It was said that it was a natural birth, but it took three hours to give birth.
The palace people knelt down one after another: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Hexi Your Majesty, you are a little prince!"
The baby's cry rang in his ears, and Song Song finally showed a relieved smile. His long black hair was messy against his face, and his face became paler. He couldn't wait to reach out: "Show me, show me."
The palace servant hurriedly carried the child over, Song Song embraced the child with trembling fingers, staring at his wrinkled little face, his heart suddenly filled with extremely complicated emotions, his eyes swelled slightly.
"It's him, Your Majesty, look." He cried with joy, raised his eyes to look at the people around him, but found that Li Xiao's eyes were staring at him, his hand was on the mattress on one side, which had been pulled break.
Song Song froze for a while, and said, "Your Majesty?"
Ji Ying, who was washing his hands, raised his eyes and looked over, looked sideways at Li Xiao, and shouted, "Your Majesty?"
Song Song secretly thought that it was not good, and hurriedly reached out to hand over the child, saying, "Take him out."
He stood up, reached out and touched Li Xiao's face, the latter's eyes finally moved, he looked at Song Song's fingers, his lips moved—
Song Song heard nothing.
"I'm fine." Song Song shook his hand in front of him, and asked him to look back again, smiling with pale lips: "Your Majesty, look, I'm really fine."
He tentatively touched Li Xiao's hand and carefully pulled his five fingers off the mattress. Li Xiao's eyes were still looking at him, Song Song slowly reached out and hugged him, only then did he find his body Shaking uncontrollably, the amplitude is very small, and it is almost impossible to feel him without touching him.
Song Song patted his back and called out a few more times. Li Xiao suddenly moved. He took a towel and dipped it in the hot water on one side. He bent over and wiped the blood on Song Song's body. Song Song was obediently rubbed by him, Li Xiao turned his head to look at the pool of blood on the bed, Song Song hurriedly kicked the quilt to cover it, but was still picked up by him.
Li Xiao wrapped him with a blanket, carried him away from the blood-stained bed, and sat quietly on the soft bed on one side. Holding a life-saving straw.
He stared straight at the bed for a while, his eyes retracted from the pool of blood, and he lowered his head to look at Song Song, who smiled at him again, then leaned over and kissed his lips, "Your Majesty, look at me, It's really good, the little prince is born, aren't you happy?"
Li Xiao pursed his lips, his eyes suddenly flashed, he opened his mouth again, his lips wriggled, but Song Song still didn't hear it.
He suddenly realized something, his face changed suddenly, and he hugged Li Xiao hard.
He suppressed the fear surging in his heart and murmured, "Don't be nervous, it's only temporary."
Temporarily… mute.
He said, "Your Majesty, hold me tight."
Li Xiao hugged him quietly, without any other movement, Song Song couldn't help but want to cry.
Not only did he lose his voice, it seemed that Li Xiao couldn't even hear what he said.
Song Song took a deep breath, but his body shook uncontrollably. Li Xiao tightened his arms, patted his back, and his soft lips touched his ears, as if comforting.
In a place that Li Xiao couldn't see, Song Song raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had just rolled out of his eyes, calmed down again, and looked at Li Xiao's eyes, he pressed against Li Xiao's forehead, choked for a moment, and said: " It's alright, it's alright, don't be nervous, relax, sit here, I'll go out and find Ji Ying and let him see you."
Li Xiao looked at his lips, Song Song slowed down and exaggerated his lips: "I, go out, find, Ji Ying."
He was about to slip off Li Xiao, but was hugged by him again. From the movement of his lips, Song Song read: "Wind."
It was windy outside, and he had just given birth, so it was easy to catch cold when he went out.
Song Song flattened his mouth, hugged him again, and shouted, "Mr. Ji!"
The door was quickly pushed open, Ji Ying walked in, and Song Song said, "Come here and show him."
"He won't do it, will he?"
"He's awake."
Ji Ying turned his head and looked at Li Xiao looking at Song Song quietly. He didn't think he was very awake. He approached tentatively, Li Xiao suddenly hugged Song Song tightly again, and looked over with dark eyes .
Ji Ying immediately raised his hands to show his innocence. While observing Li Xiao, he asked Song Song, "Are you sure he's okay?"
"There's something wrong." Song Song couldn't hold back his tears: "He doesn't seem to be able to hear me, and he can't speak."
Ji Ying was stunned for a moment, and said, "You hand him his hand."
Song Song gently rubbed Li Xiao with his cheek, and asked him to look at himself, then came to take his hand, and said, "Let him see, Your Majesty, be good, hurry up."
Under his repeated coaxing, Li Xiao finally stretched out his hand, Ji Ying looked at his face, and put his hand on his pulse from a distance, saying: "His pulse is a little confused, It should be short-term aphasia caused by excessive tension, try some medicine."
"Will it be okay?"
Ji Ying quickly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and frowned: "Normally, he should be fine now, but he has crazy poison in his body, and that thing can easily disturb his nerves, if he is deaf for a lifetime because of this stimulation It's not impossible to be dumb."
Song Song looked at Li Xiao in a panic, but the latter continued to be silent.
Song Song hurriedly went to see Ji Ying again: "You are a genius doctor, you will definitely be able to cure him."
"It's not easy to say." Ji Ying glanced at Li Xiao again, frowning even more tightly, "I didn't say, you have a child to stimulate him like this? Isn't this a good thing?"
Song Song looked at Li Xiao guiltily, pressed his forehead against him, and said with tears, "I don't want any more children."
Li Xiao's eyes suddenly flashed again, and his ears moved. He opened his mouth, then suddenly thought of something, and closed it tightly again.
Ji Ying had no choice but to say, "I'll go back and read the book and open two houses with a calm mind. You should take care of him first, and don't let him be stimulated."
Song Song nodded hurriedly, not even caring about the newborn child, coaxing Li Xiao softly, and indirectly comforting himself: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine."
The author has something to say:
The road of competition between a scheming emperor and a child.
Crazy: This wave is stable.
Baby:
PS, it is true that the stimulation is too large and the short-term loss of voice is true.