V3.Chapter 42

When Madam Liu started to be a midwife, she doesn't even remember, but she knew that she delivered a lot of children, and almost every day someone came to her to deliver her, and other stable mothers might not be able to receive them for a month. A single business, in comparison, she is really a model worker in the birthing world.

However, even a person like her who delivered countless births, when she saw the little doll supported by her hands, her whole person was not very good!

Where did someone give birth to a baby with one sneeze?

No, earlier, where did someone say a word, and the fetal position came over by itself?

Her eighteen martial arts encounter the regent princess, and there is absolutely no room for her to display.

Didn't she really take a fake birth?

Madam Liu almost began to doubt life.

...

Loud cries came from the house, and all those who were guarding in the yard let out a long sigh of relief, watching Yan Jiuchao go in and out, and buy some food for a while. They also pretended that Yu Wan had a hard time giving birth. At least until tomorrow morning.

In fact, it was not too early, it was already midnight, Yu Wan had the seizure during her nap, and it took five hours. For a woman who gave birth for the second time, this kind of labor was neither long nor short, just right.

It's just that people live and die, and Yu Wan is, pain, eat, pain, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat...

When Mama Liu took the baby out of the delivery room, Yu Wan was already asleep.

Having a baby is very tiring, and sleeping is normal, but for some reason, Madam Liu always feels that the Princess Regent is not tired of giving birth, she is tired of eating! ! !

Madam Liu cleaned up the baby, put on small clothes, and wrapped it in a swaddle.

King Yan, Uncle Wan, Ying Liu, Ying Shisan and others hurried forward.

"It's a little girl." Madam Liu said to the crowd with a smile.

The newborn babies were very small, and when Liu Ma was holding them, she could only see the swaddle, but not the baby inside.

Everyone opened their eyes curiously, wanting to see what the newly born little holy king looked like.

King Yan carried the child over.

so small.

Yan Jiuchao was not very big when he was born. At that time, Shangguan Yan was worried that the child would grow up to be a little dwarf. Unexpectedly, he grew into such a tall and handsome man.

Therefore, King Yan was not worried about his little granddaughter at all.

Uncle Wan also came over and said in surprise, "Oh, the little lady is so beautiful!"

This is not a compliment, nor is it because she is her own child that she thinks it looks beautiful in everything. In fact, even Mama Liu thinks that this doll is too beautiful.

When an ordinary baby is born, eleven out of ten are wrinkled, just like the little old man.

This doll is different, there is no folds on the face, as if sitting in the mother's womb every day to do nothing, with his own little hands to smooth the folds on his face.

Madam Liu thought about the scene in her mind, and somehow still felt a little cute.

Of course, she just thought about it casually, how could there really be a baby... It smells bad in the mother's womb, right?

King Yan asked about Yu Wan's situation, and he was relieved when he learned that Yu Wan was all right. He told Ping'er and Tao'er to take care of Yu Wan. Although he liked the little granddaughter, it was right, but he also loved Yu Wan very much.

San Xiaodan and Xiao Tiedan wanted to wait for their sister (dogdan) to be born, but it was too late. They didn't stay up and fell asleep on the stone table. Ying Liu and Ying Shisan took them back to the house. , I'm sleeping soundly and dreaming at the moment, I don't know that their long-awaited sister (dogdan) has been born.

King Yan really likes his little granddaughter.

Yan Jiuchao was also prettier than most children when she was born, but she had to admit that this child was a little more delicate than when Cong'er was just born. Her little face was white and tender, with even a little fold. Not to mention, it is not like other newborn children yawning on one face and leaving only that mouth, her yawning little movements are very cute.

Uncle Wan cried with joy.

King Yan turned his head, glanced at him, and said, "Thank you for taking care of Cong'er and Awan so well."

Of course, there are many factors in Yu Wan's smooth production, but it is undeniable that Uncle Wan has indeed contributed a lot. In the past, he used to love to be in front of Yan Jiuchao, but now he seems to be taking a back seat. He would come to the two of them, but he did a lot more secretly than before.

It's not that King Yan hasn't heard about Su Kuo. Uncle Wan is still blaming himself. However, in King Yan's view, the past is over, and this loyal servant no longer needs to live in self-blame and remorse all the time.

Uncle Wan suddenly burst into tears: "It is an honor for the old slave to be able to serve the young master and young lady..."

It was also at this moment that Uncle Wan felt that his sins had been completely forgiven, not from others, but from himself.

King Yan smiled and nodded, and went on to see the little granddaughter in his arms.

Ying Thirteen gave Ying Six a wink.

Ying Liu understood and went out of the young master's mansion with Ying Thirteen. Since the little holy king was born, it was time to prepare an antidote for Yan Jiuchao.

"Old Cuitou didn't go where?" Ying Shisan asked eagerly.

Ying Liu shook his head: "No, I told him not to go out these days. He also knows that he is afraid that the young lady's delivery will not go well and needs his help. He will not go out."

Ying Liu said, and glanced at Ying Thirteen: "You seem to be in a hurry."

Ying Shisan said sternly: "Young Master Poison has developed, and an antidote must be prepared as soon as possible!"

Ying Liu was stunned: "What? Young master poisoned? How did you know?"

"I saw it." Ying Shisan said.

"Then why didn't you say it?" Ying Liu asked resentfully.

Ying Shisan sighed: "Young Master won't let me talk about it, but I didn't find it too early. As soon as I found out, the young lady had a seizure. Let's not talk about this, and quickly take Lao Cuitou to the Young Master's Mansion."

"Um!"

The two performed Qinggong and went to the courtyard where Lao Cuitou lived temporarily, which was only half an alley away from the side entrance of the Young Lord's Mansion. However, when the two arrived at the courtyard, they unexpectedly found that there were traces of being raided in the courtyard. There was a mess inside and out.

The hearts of the two suddenly rang out, and they clenched the long swords in their hands in unison.

Ying Thirteen quietly drew out his sword and stopped Ying Liu behind him: "I'll go take a look first."

"Yeah." Ying Liu nodded and turned around to be alert to the door.

Ying Shisan entered with a sword, and there were traces of fighting in it. Nine times out of ten, something happened to the old Cuitou. The young master was poisoned, and there was no time to delay. Well, then they will still fall short!

Shadow Thirteen's eyes were extremely cold!

Suddenly, there was a rustling movement from the cabinet door, and Ying Shisan picked up his long sword and pried open the cabinet door.

"Don't do it! It's me!"

The man in the closet shouted.

Ying Shisan looked startled, and stopped the sword decisively: "Old Cuitou?"

When Old Cui saw that Ying Shisan was the one who came, he let out a long sigh of relief and walked out with the cabinet door that was pried open by Ying Shisan.

"Ouch, ouch, my old bones..."

The cabinet is so narrow, pity that he has a bunch of old bones nested in it, and the nest is almost deformed, okay?

When Ying Liu heard the voice of Old Cui Tou, his heart was relieved, and he hurried in: "Old Cui Tou, what happened here?"

Old Cui Tou hummed: "What else could it be? I've been a thief!"

Ying Liu asked strangely: "Thief? The security in this area is very good, how can there be thieves?"

Stealing near the young master's mansion, I'm afraid it's not too long!

Old Cui Tou patted the ashes on his body and said, "How do I know where the thieves came from? I searched the house as soon as I entered the house. Fortunately, I was clever and got some poison to scare them away!"

Ying Shisan paused and said, "I will investigate the matter of the little thief with Ying Liuhui. You should follow us back to the young master's mansion first, and you won't have to live outside anymore. No one can move you if you live in the mansion."

Old Cuitou nodded: "Um... eh? Back to the manor? That girl gave birth?"

...

Ying Thirteen and Ying Six took Old Cuitou back to the Young Master's Mansion, but what the two never expected was that Old Cuitou brought with him, and the little holy king was gone again!

In order to give Yu Wan a better rest, the child was placed next door and watched by King Yan.

The child was sleeping in the swaddling clothes. King Yan just went to the Bisha closet and brought the child a set of happy clothes. As soon as he came out, the child was gone!

The nurses and maids were also terrified.

"Oh my god! Where did the little miss go? Why did she disappear all of a sudden?"

"Yeah! I just saw her in the cradle!"

"We are all guarding the house, and no one has ever come in!"

The big guys were terrified, and the little lady disappeared under their noses. How can this be done?

"What's gone?" Ying Liu asked as he entered the room.

A maid cried in fright: "Little Miss... Little Miss is gone..."

Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen looked at the cradle, didn't they, the little holy king disappeared? Could it be that someone stole the little holy king while they were away?

"I'll look for it!" Ying Liu turned around and walked out.

"No, come back." King Yan said calmly.

The two were stunned for a moment, and looked at King Yan in confusion. Listening to King Yan's tone, they seemed to know where the little holy king went?

"I was taken away by your young master." Although I didn't see it, but the father and son were connected, how could King Yan not guess that this was something Yan Jiuchao did?

The two of them thought about it too. Although Yan Jiuchao was in and out of the mansion, he always kept an eye on the movement here. If a thief had sneaked into the mansion, he would have been killed by the young master.

Thinking about it like this, the only person who can steal the little holy king is really the young master.

"But..." Ying Liu asked blankly, "Why did the young master take the young lady away without saying a word? Where did he take the young lady?"

Others probably couldn't understand Yan Jiuchao's motives, but King Yan knew it, and he sighed distressedly: "I know where he is."

Knowing son Moruo father.

King Yan walked through the corridor and found a towering tree in the abandoned place in the backyard, and this tree originally had a tree hole, Xiaoyan Jiuchao once asked King Yan: "Father, does it hurt? "

King Yan said yes.

Xiaoyan Jiuchao had someone plug its hole.

After that, Xiaoyan Jiuchao often took King Yan to visit his injuries, and King Yan built him a small house behind the tree.

King Yan came to the front of the house, the house was dark, and it didn't look like someone was inside.

King Yan looked at the closed door and said firmly, "I know you are inside, come out."

Yan Jiuchao did not come out.

King Yan said again: "Just take a little blood from the finger, Dr. Cui's technique is very fast, she will not hurt."

"No!" Yan Jiuchao said.

He hugged his little girl tightly.

Although he knew from the beginning that her blood was his own medicine, it was only at this moment that he realized how reluctant he was.

"Be obedient, Cong'er."

"Do not listen!"

King Yan sighed helplessly, and was about to forcefully push the door open, but after a while, he found that he couldn't push it.

At this time, Ying Thirteen and Ying Six rushed over.

The two also tried it, and the results were no exception.

Yan Jiuchao is someone who can devour even a soul rakshasa, who can break his door?

As long as he doesn't agree, no one can snatch the little holy king from him tonight.

But... it can't be delayed any longer, he's already poisoned, and if he doesn't get the blood of the little holy king, he will really die.

"Little Lord……"

As soon as Ying Liu opened his mouth, before he finished speaking, he was hit by an icy longevity formula.

Ying Shisan opened his mouth, and almost at the same moment, he was also called dumb.

The two of you are about to collapse, co-authoring you to gain such a powerful internal force just to shut up your subordinates?

Yan Jiuchao hugged the baby in his arms tightly, he didn't want them to pierce her with needles, even if it didn't hurt!

In the darkness, Yan Xiaosi opened her dark eyes and looked at Yan Jiuchao who was holding herself tightly in her arms. Suddenly, she stretched out her small hand and slapped it against the wall with a snap.

The holy king was oppressed like a blade, and the blood of the holy girl fell.