EBE Chapter 203 Chapter 203
Chapter 203 Chapter 203
Grandmaster:"……"
I always feel that the atmosphere is a bit subtle.
Bibi Dong looked at the backs of the two people leaving and said with emotion: "It's a pity that the man is affectionate but the concubine is innocent."
"I'm sorry for Erlong. If I had the courage to tell her earlier, I wouldn't have wasted so many years of her life."
"Then just do something to make up for it, okay?"
Master: "...Dong'er, I..."
How can he make up for it?
There was a gentle smile on Bibi Dong's lips, but it smelled inexplicably dangerous.
"Liu Erlong and Flanders, one is your cousin, and the other is your sworn brother. Sincerity leads to strong connections. Flanders has loved her for many years, and Liu Erlong doesn't know about it. As a brother, you shouldn't Do you want to encourage Flanders to pursue the love of his life again?"
His Majesty the Pope is not a generous person.
An ex-love rival who was single and almost married to her man was always a thorn in the side.
If Liu Erlong can find his true love and have a happy ending, it will make the master feel less guilty towards her.
Flanders is good and has natural advantages.
Although these two people are not too young, there are many people in the soul master world who fell in love, got married and started a family in their late [-]s and early [-]s.
The corners of the master's mouth twitched.
Imagine that scene…
"I always feel... if I dare to do this, the second dragon will really dare to activate the beast soul avatar and trample me to death."
I confessed to her before that I received a slap in the face so hard that my face was swollen for several days and would not go away.
If he encouraged Flanders to pursue her, Liu Erlong, as proud as he was, would never let him go lightly.
"You do it, I'll protect you."
His Majesty the Pope said so.
The master's eyes were complicated: "...Dong'er, if possible, you should have less contact with Qixiu Mian in private, at least don't let her lead you astray."
Lying in the delivery room leisurely eating grape sugar, it means that she will not bear the blame.
"I'm still a little hungry."
From the time she entered the delivery room until now, she had eaten several plates of melon and fruit snacks.
Po Wen and the two female soul masters borrowed from the Qibao Glazed Sect all had expressions of doubt on their faces.
Po Wen took a look at the situation.
"Don't you...have a stomachache?"
A normal pregnant woman would be crying out in pain right now, but this one had a relaxed look on her face, and there was no trace of any strange color in her eyebrows.
Mi Tang nodded: "It doesn't hurt at all, I just feel like something is moving in my stomach."
Po Wen checked the child's condition again and felt reassured after making sure that both the pregnant woman and the child were fine.
The two female soul masters from the Qibao Glazed Sect knew that Mi Tang was a distinguished guest of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and they were very respectful and polite to her.
"My majesty is very strong, even giving birth is different from ordinary women."
Mi Tang half leaned against the raised brocade, her eyes drifting.
It's indeed different.
It is estimated that after this birth, Tang Hao would not even dare to think about having a second child.
I hope the child’s father won’t leave too deep a psychological shadow.
Outside the door of the delivery room, the lineup is luxurious.
The previous Haotian Douluo Tang Chen was here, and the current two Haotian Douluo were here. Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect, was also sitting and waiting not far away from the hospital. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect sent Sword Douluo to visit... plus the delivery room. The pregnant woman inside...
This lineup is enough for the Spirit Hall or the Elder Hall.
"Why is there no sound?"
Tang Chen is also a man who has experienced waiting for his wife to give birth to a child.
When a woman gives birth, there is little movement, which is more worrying than big movement.
Uncle Tang doesn't know either.
The scene on the day Ah Yin gave birth echoed in her mind.
Tang Hao sat nearest the door, his eyes closed and his hands on his knees.
For some reason, his face turned pale and slightly blue.
Sword Douluo and Tang Xiao were sitting and talking, passing the time dryly. They also noticed something strange in the delivery room.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the hospital.
"Dad, Brother Tang, has auntie given birth?"
Uncle Tang shook his head and motioned with his eyes to Tang San to keep his voice down.
"It's been more than half an hour since I went in, and I haven't come out yet. Grandma Wen said that the fetal position is very correct, and the birth should be successful."
Tang San was relieved when he heard this.
Xiao Wu shrank her neck when she saw the titled Douluo filling the courtyard, the pressure was a bit too much, she carefully tugged on Tang San's sleeves and hid behind him, and occasionally turned her gaze to the other side of the room, worry flowing in her eyes.Everyone waited patiently for half an hour, but there was still no movement in the house.
Not to mention the baby crying, not even the pregnant woman crying in pain.
Xiao Wu noticed Tang Hao's condition carefully and whispered: "Third brother, Brother Tang turned pale with fright..."
Tang San whispered: "I heard that women give birth with half of their feet in the gate of hell. Of course Brother Tang is worried."
Xiao Wu looked at it with some envy.
"Will you...will you wait like this in the future?"
Tang San's cheeks were slightly red, and he secretly changed the clasped hands to interlocking fingers, using silent actions instead of answering.
Meanwhile, inside the house.
Po Wen looked at the situation again and whispered to the pregnant woman who was so bored that she held her chin in a daze.
"Your Majesty, you can almost use your strength."
"Ah? Are you finally okay?" Mi Tang came to her senses.
She almost felt sleepy after waiting for so long.
Steady Po: "..."
She has assisted in delivering babies to ninety soul masters in her career, if not a hundred.
I have seen tough people before, but I have never seen such tough ones.
"Yes, okay, okay, you follow my instructions to exert force and breathe."
Mi Tang made an OK gesture: "No problem."
Because Tang Hao helped bear all the pain, Mi Tang felt that his stomach was moving, and something was trying to squeeze out bit by bit.
The feeling was very subtle, and she raised her hand curiously to touch her hard belly.
She was as curious as a child who has found a toy.
"Ah, something is moving really hard."
Steady Po: "..."
That's because your son moved, not something else.
Seeing the "naive and ignorant" look on the pregnant woman's face, Po Wen was worried about the future of her child.
Finally, the child was born.
The cry from that voice was so loud that it could tear down the roof.
Mi Tang felt that her stomach felt much emptier all of a sudden.
Po Wen brought the crumpled and dirty child over.
In order for her to see clearly, she also spread one of the child's legs outwards.
With a smile on his face, he said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on giving birth to a strong son."
Mi Tang glanced at the position under the baby's belly button, her expression not showing any surprise, then moved her gaze to the baby's face, frowned and sighed: "Some people are so beautiful that you can't distinguish between male and female, but some people are so ugly that you can't distinguish between humans and animals. My son, You are as good-looking as me, but I can't save your face."
Po Wen and the two Qibao Glazed Sect disciples who had not yet lost their smiles said: "..."
Mi Tang frowned: "He is really ugly."
Po Wen looked at the newborn baby's purple and gray skin and wrinkled little face, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He explained with a smile: "Your Majesty, babies are always like this when they are born. After two days, their faces will grow and they will become white and fat."
Mi Tang curled her lips.
"How powerful the Haotian Sect's genes are, even the Blue Silver Emperor can't do it..."
Po Wen skillfully cleaned and tidied the child, and put him in the pink and tender swaddling clothes prepared in advance.
Mi Tang said she thought the child was ugly, but she was extremely careful when holding him, for fear that she would make him uncomfortable.
"You are...my child."
She stretched out her fingers and carefully touched the child's forehead. The soft touch of her fingertips made the tip of her nose feel slightly sore, and an unfamiliar heat surged in her chest.
He lowered his head and kissed her cheek gently, then handed the child to Po Wen to announce the good news to the group of people waiting outside the house.
In fact, there is no surprise at all.
At this time, there was a sound of the door of the delivery room opening.
A figure almost staggered in.
It was Tang Hao who was pale and covered in sweat.