The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 499
Long live Lord held Chacha in his arms, and he didn't know whether he was talking to Chacha or telling himself.

"It'll be fine..."

Chacha pursed her mouth and held back her tears, the tense atmosphere outside was no less than inside.

"Mistress, work harder, Mistress!"

The voice of the midwife inside could be heard clearly in the quiet courtyard outside, reaching everyone's ears.

Concubine Ning's hair was completely soaked with sweat, and she tightly grasped the sheet under her body with both hands. The midwife was at the end of the bed, and a thin layer of sweat had formed on her head.

She knew that if something happened to Concubine Ning and Empress Ning, their lives would definitely be lost.

The production process lasted for about an hour, and in just over an hour, people outside felt that a century had passed.

As the sky darkened, the baby's loud cry finally came from the sleeping hall!
Lord Long Live raised his jaw suddenly, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes!
"Niangniang! Niangniang!"

"Call the doctor!"

Eunuch Li stopped the Long Live Lord who was about to rush in first: "Your Majesty, the empress has just given birth, so it's better not to let the little princess in."

Lord Long Live handed over the tea to Eunuch Li, and he rushed in almost scrambling.

"Wan Wan!"

The midwives and palace maids in the dormitory were kneeling all over the floor: "See Your Majesty—"

Lord Long Live turned a deaf ear, and tightly grasped Concubine Ning's cold hands with both hands, sticking them to his face.

The imperial physicians headed by Gu Junlin arrived quickly: "Your Majesty, let me wait for you to check on Concubine Ning first!"

As soon as the little prince was born, Concubine Ning passed out.

The midwife held the baby in her arms, which was less than half an adult's arm, and cheerfully said to the pale Long Live, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Concubine Ning has given birth to a little prince!"

"Take it."

The cheerful expression of the midwife was suddenly taken aback.

This...it shouldn't be, shouldn't everyone's reaction to the birth of a prince in this harem be as cheerful as her?

Why is everyone's face so heavy.

After the examination by the imperial physician, it was found out that Concubine Ning fainted because she was too weak during childbirth. As long as she had a good rest and supplemented with nutrition, she would recover after a while.

That day, Long Live God kept guarding Concubine Ning, who didn't close his eyes all night, until the dawn of the next day, when the sky was just getting brighter.

"His Majesty……"

The eyes of Long Live Lord, who had been staring blankly for a night, finally had light in his eyes: "Wan Wan!"

The people in the Imperial Hospital didn't dare to sleep for comfort that day, because they didn't know when Concubine Ning would wake up, or when His Majesty would summon them, so they all waited in the courtyard of Listening Bamboo Palace, really sleepy. If it doesn't work, just take a nap secretly.

There is also Chacha, Long Live Lord asked Concubine Hua to coax Chacha to sleep, but both Concubine Hua and Chacha sat down from night to dawn worried.

Since that day, Long Live Lord and Xiao Shisi seem to be competing with each other, and they don't even choose their names properly.

Born fourteenth, it is called fourteenth.

Look, this is the simplest name in history.

……

Concubine Ning was in the dormitory, first took out the clothes to be changed for Chacha, and then put them on for Xiao Shishi.

Chacha was dressed soon, and today she was going to wear a lotus root silk pipa skirt. Her shiny black hair was draped over a willow waist, but it was enough to fascinate everyone from the back view.

Little Fourteen straightened her arms obediently, and Concubine Ning carefully buttoned every button.

(End of this chapter)