Gu Pengyou was comforting him on the side.
"Yes, husband should be done soon, don’t worry."
Luan Ying also spoke at this mont.
Although she said this, her expression was even more anxious than Chen Xuan’s.
"Hmm!"
Chen Xuan nodded; with Xin’Er inside, there should be no problem.
Previously, he also wanted to go in, but he was refused by Lan ng’Er, afraid he’d see the embarrassing side of childbirth.
She didn’t want that.
Even though Chen Xuan said he didn’t mind these things.
But Lan ng’Er, who was in extre pain, remained very determined.
In any case, she would not let him in.
Unable to do anything, Chen Xuan had to comply with her wishes in the end.
However, he left several strands of Spiritual Power in the room, so he still knew the situation inside clearly.
At this mont, Lan ng’Er’s face was deathly pale.
In the room, the firewood was boiling water, her forehead’s hair was soaked and dried countless tis.
"Madam, keep pushing, it’ll be out soon."
The midwife shouted from the side.
And Ning Xin tightly held Lan ng’Er’s hand.
"Ah~~~"
This cry nearly used up all her strength, leaving a deep red mark on Ning Xin’s hand.
If her strength were just a little weaker, her hand would’ve been gone.
"Ah...."
A loud cry finally rang out.
"It’s born, it’s born, it’s the Little Prince!"
The midwife congratulated loudly.
Outside!
After hearing the baby’s cry, Chen Xuan finally felt relieved.
Unable to wait any longer, he instantly entered the room.
He rushed to Lan ng’Er’s bedside, held her hand, and seeing her pale lips, felt extre sympathy, "You’ve worked hard!"
"Not hard, I am very happy!"
Lan ng’Er smiled happily, even though she didn’t have much strength left, she still managed a smile.
"Husband, let ng’Er see!"
Ning Xin brought the swaddled baby to the bedside, bending down to let Lan ng’Er see as well.
"Looks like you!"
Lan ng’Er looked at the child and then at Chen Xuan.
"Hehe!"
Chen Xuan chuckled; it’s hard to tell at such a young age.
"By the way husband, do you want to see the Martial Dao talent of our Prince’s Mansion’s Little Prince?"
Ning Xin asked.
At this ti, Lan ng’Er, having regained a little strength, also lightly lifted her head, "Yes, husband, take a look."
At this ti, the other ladies also gathered around, each curiously looking at the Little Prince of Prince Xuan’s Mansion.
"Yes, husband, quickly take a look. I’ll teach him Spiritual Power cultivation in the future."
Luan Ying also chid in, and even reached out a finger to touch his small hand.
"So soft, so tender!"
She said in excitent.
"Pa!"
Ning Xin swatted away her hand which was about to touch again, "Don’t be so grabby!"
"Alright, quickly take a look. We’re all waiting for you!"
Ning Xin looked at Chen Xuan, urging.
"Alright, I’ll take a look!"
Then he released a touch of Spiritual Power, cautiously entering ’Lao Qi’s’ body.
"Hmm!"
Chen Xuan let out a small sound of surprise.
This feeling... is a Spirit Body.
This boy unexpectedly inherited his Spirit Body!
But this sound of surprise made the ladies instantly anxious, especially Lan ng’Er, who couldn’t help but imdiately ask, "What’s wrong? Husband, is there a problem?"
Chen Xuan withdrew his Spiritual Power.
Seeing their anxiety, particularly feeling like Lan ng’Er was about to cry, he imdiately smiled and said, "It’s nothing, it’s very good, no need to be so nervous!"
"He..."
Chen Xuan stroked Lao Qi’s chubby little face, "is also a Martial Dao prodigy!"
"Really?"
Lan ng’Er was overjoyed, but the next mont, she burst into tears.
She felt heaven had treated her too well, marrying Chen Xuan and having a son who was also a Martial Dao prodigy.
"Alright, alright, he’s a prodigy! It’s sothing to be happy about!"
Ning Xin hugged her, then asked Chen Xuan, "Is the na decided yet?"
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