The light tent hangs low and the curtains are heavy,
The person in the tent was holding the sheets tightly with one hand, and the tips of his slender fingers were turning white. The towering abdomen undulated violently. The other hand was held tightly by the man, which was the motivation for him to persist.
"Ah, it hurts"
"Shao'er" The person sitting next to the bed had a worried look on his face. I just want to share some of the pain with the person on the bed
"Princess, use your strength, the crown prince is about to come out, use your strength!"
"Ah" endless pain
The sky was as white as a fish belly, just like the man's pale face.
"Princess, use force, the crown prince's head is coming out, use force!"
"Ah!" Murong Yunshao used her last bit of strength, and finally, something soft and fleshy slipped out from between her legs. The faint sound of a baby crying was heard.
The moment the child was born, Murong Yunshao smiled with relief, contentment and joy.
Tianman, Shaoer finally gave birth to your child.
Finally, my eyes closed weakly. . .
Looking at Murong Yunshao's lifeless pale face on the bed, his eyes were tightly closed. Ying Tianman kissed his slender hand and gently brushed away his messy, sweaty hair, feeling heartbroken.
Shao'er, how should I treat you in this life to repay what you have done to me.
Shao'er, hold on. We will never be apart.
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