"Husband...husband, don't come in."
As soon as Chen An walked to the door and was about to open it, Song Huaying's pleading voice came from inside, her voice sounded a little weak.
He felt puzzled: "Ying'er, what's wrong?"
"Husband, a woman looks very ugly when she gives birth. I don't want my husband to see it."
"It's okay Yinger, no matter what you become, your image in my husband's heart will remain as beautiful as ever."
"Husband, please don't come in and let Ying'er do whatever she wants for once..."
Song Huaying's voice was full of pleading.
She has always been an exquisite daughter of aristocratic family in front of her husband.
Even when she is in bed, she never gives up her ladylike temperament.
She really didn't want her husband to see her ugly appearance when she gave birth.
That really affects her image in her husband's mind.
Chen An was helpless: "Okay, okay, if my husband doesn't come in, my husband will stay outside the door with Ying'er."
"Thank you, husband..."
Song Huaying's grateful voice came from inside the room.
Then soon, Wen Zhiyun's voice full of the charm of a young woman came.
"Sister Yinger."
"Come on, let's start."
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
"Harder!"
"ah--"
Under Wen Zhiyun's command, Song Huaying worked hard again and again to deliver the child in her belly.
Since it was my first time giving birth, the process was not very smooth.
It is always difficult for the child to come out.
During this period, Song Huaying cried out in pain several times.
"Sister Yue'er, come in and help!"
Wen Zhiyun's intellectual voice came from the room again.
Gu Xinyue responded and immediately opened the door and walked into the room.
Chen An wanted to follow in to see the situation, but in the end he stopped and kept the promise he just made to his little wife.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
"Harder!"
"Wen...Sister Wen, it hurts so much!"
"Ah it hurts!"
The sounds in the room came intermittently.
Chen An was leaning against the door, listening to the painful moans coming from the little wife inside from time to time, and his whole heart was tense and unable to let go.
He was worried about his little wife's comfort.
Because there were no caesarean sections in previous lives here, it was very common for ordinary women to die during childbirth.
He was so anxious that he was pacing back and forth outside the door.
An hour later.
A baby's cry came from the room.
"Wow...wow...wow!"
The sound is crisp and full of vitality.
Hearing the baby's cry, Chen An couldn't wait any longer and immediately pushed the door open, eager to see his child.
Seeing him come in, Song Huaying said with a somewhat sad expression:
"Husband, Ying'er is useless. She couldn't give birth to a big fat son for me."
"What's wrong with the child?"
Chen An nervously ran to Wen Zhiyun and used his consciousness to examine the baby in her arms.
It's a baby girl. She's very healthy and has no problems.
Moreover, there are spiritual roots.
Although it is just a miscellaneous spiritual root with little potential, it is still much stronger than a mortal body.
"Ying'er, what happened to the child?"
Chen An looked at Song Huaying on the bed in confusion and asked.
Song Huaying's face turned pale and she apologized to her husband in a weak voice:
"I'm sorry, husband, it's Ying'er who is useless. When Ying'er recovers her health, she will definitely give birth to a fat son for my husband in the coming year to carry on the family line."
Chen An understood when he heard the word "carry on the family line".
Dare to love the little charming wife because she gave birth to a daughter, not a son, so she felt uneasy, and then apologized to her husband.
It seems that the background of the world of immortality is no different from ancient times.
In particular, the concept of favoring boys over girls is most vividly displayed in the secular world.
Thinking about it, Chen An took his newborn daughter from Wen Zhiyun's hand, came to the bedside and made love next to Song Huaying, looked at her with joy in his eyes and said:
"Girls are great, my husband likes girls!"
"Husband..."
Song Huaying was so moved that her heart almost melted.
When she just learned that she had given birth to a daughter, she was worried that she would be rejected by her husband.
Unexpectedly, the husband didn’t care at all whether he was a boy or a girl.
She felt that her husband must have loved her so much that he thought it didn't matter whether he was a boy or a girl. Being able to marry such a husband was a blessing she had earned over several lifetimes.
[You didn’t dislike your wife Song Huaying for giving birth to a daughter. Song Huaying was extremely moved. The relationship between husband and wife was +1+3+1+4+5+2+0...]
[Your wife Song Huaying gave birth to a daughter for you, and she took the first step on the road of blossoming. You will be rewarded with the spell "Sleep Aid"]
Two reminder messages popped up in front of Chen An's eyes.
Before he could react, the content of "Sleep Aid Technique" appeared out of thin air in the back of his mind, and he could master it instantly without a teacher.
[Sleep Aid: Getting Started (1/100)]
At the same time, he also learned about the effect of sleep aid.
That is, you can select a target to make the target drowsy and help the target quickly fall asleep.
So...this is for putting kids to sleep?
But then I thought about it.
In this crisis-ridden world of immortality, this "Sleep Aid Technique" seems to be more suitable for killing enemies than for coaxing children to sleep.
"Husband, what would be a good name for the child?"
Song Huaying looked at her infant daughter, her eyes full of love.
Regarding the issue of naming, the couple had discussed it frequently since the day they learned they were pregnant.
But it has never been determined.
Chen An looked at the tired little wife, thought for a while and said:
"Just call me Yue Jian, Chen Yue Jian."
"Ying'er, your name is Huaying, which is the name of a medicinal material. My daughter is named Yue Jian, which is also the name of a medicinal material. It seems like a perfect match."
"Husband, I'm just a mortal girl. It's not appropriate to name your daughter after me..."
"You are the mother of the child, and the child is your daughter. There is nothing inappropriate about it."
"Husband..."
Song Huaying was moved as never before.
Chen An's actions are extremely precious in this old society where feudal ideas are prevalent.
[You named your daughter Chen Yuejian using the name of your wife Song Huaying as a reference. The relationship between the couple is +1+3+1+4+5+2+0...]
[Name: Song Huaying]
[Attribute: The kindness of dripping water is repaid by the spring of spring]
[Emotion: 3 stars (520/2500)]
[Alchemy experience provided: 437]
[Cheat finger proficiency provided: 77]
The relationship level is 3 stars!
Chen An was pleasantly surprised.
This means that as long as he has in-depth communication with his little wife in the future, he will be able to gain 3 points of alchemy experience at a time.
In this way, when the little wife recovers, she will be able to break through to the first level of alchemy realm on the same day.
The future is promising!
On the other side, Wen Zhiyun's affection for Chen An is constantly rising.
She found that Chen An was different from other men.
There is no patriarchal mentality.
He respects his wife very much.
Unlike some of the male cultivators she had seen before, who purely treated their mortal wives as playthings.
Some of them have a little bit of moral turpitude and don't even let their own daughters go. They are worse than pigs and dogs.
Thinking about all this, Wen Zhiyun suddenly felt an impulse in her heart.
There was a hormonal urge to get close to Chen An and talk to him.
"Hey, give me a hug, baby,"
Wen Zhiyun stopped in front of Chen An and said in a very rude tone.
Chen An refused: "As a father, I don't have enough hugs. Why are you, an outsider, joining in the fun?"
As soon as she heard the word "outsider", Wen Zhiyun got a little excited.
She glared at Chen An and said:
"Who said I'm an outsider? I'm the child's godmother! And I delivered the child myself. Why don't you give me a hug?!"
"Husband, thanks to Sister Wen's help in delivering the baby, the baby was born so smoothly. It's better to give her a hug."
Song Huaying advised with a considerate look.
For the sake of his little wife, Chen An carefully handed his daughter to Wen Zhiyun and said:
"My daughter is very precious, please hold her carefully."
"Oh, I can hold you much more firmly than you."
Wen Zhiyun took the child proudly, her face full of provocation.
Gu Xinyue on the side also wanted to hug her, but since she was not very good at expressing her emotions, she could only keep watching.
Wen Zhiyun was keenly aware of it.
After he had hugged him for a while, he gave the child to Gu Xinyue.
Gu Xinyue looked at the baby in her arms, her face full of joy and expectation, looking forward to giving birth to a child for her husband in the future.
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