Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

Gong Yuanzheng walked out of the delivery room with tears in his eyes, looking back every few steps, like a puppy being scolded by its owner.

Although the maids all love to sympathize with the overbearing young master and her little husband, they cannot help but feel that the little husband has been acting more and more dramatic since the young master became seven months pregnant. He wants to stage a life-and-death separation from time to time, and has forced the good-tempered young master to become a grumpy old sister. They really can't sympathize with them.

The tense atmosphere disappeared, and everyone who passed by lowered their heads, trying to hold back their laughter until their faces were distorted.

The maid sent by the third room was speechless for a while, then went over and asked him in a low voice: "My dear, where is your medicine box?"

Gong Yuanzheng was reminded, and he quickly wiped away his tears and hurried back to get the medicine box.

Perhaps the two cubs grew too well and could not stretch their limbs in their mother's belly, which was like a steel castle, and they could not wait to run to freedom.

When Gong Yuanzheng returned to the delivery room with the medicine box on his back, before he could imagine more horrific scenes in his mind, he heard the sound of a baby crying suddenly, followed by the midwife's joyful voice: "It's born, it's a little girl!"

Gong Yuanzheng: ??? So fast? My emotions haven't been brewed yet. Confused.jpg

Soon, there was another sound of a baby crying, and the midwife's voice sounded again: "All right, all right, another little boy has come! Congratulations to the young master for having both a son and a daughter!"

Gong Yuanzheng didn't hear Zhang Xueming's voice, and asked anxiously: "Where is my wife? How is my wife?!"

"I'm fine!" Zhang Xueming shouted with full energy, and urged the midwife and the maid: "Take the child to the East Courtyard, and leave here immediately. Hurry, I have to retreat and break through!"

It's really just a step away from a breakthrough, and it's impossible to suppress it even if I want to.

The midwife reminded weakly: "The placenta hasn't come out yet..."

A maid took the child away from her arms, and two more came and carried her out.

The increasingly irritable young master gave orders, and no one dared to be stubborn and test whether she had a little more maternal tolerance at this moment.

Soon Zhang Xueming was the only one left in the delivery room.

"Zhao Zhao!" Gong Yuanzheng reacted and wanted to rush in.

Zhang Xueming had anticipated this and said in a deep voice, "Gong Yuanzheng, guard the gate for me. No one is allowed to come in!"

Gong Yuanzheng's expression turned stern and he closed the door.

He told the nanny to take good care of the child, without even bothering to take a look at what the child looked like. He went back to his room, threw down his medicine box, picked up a long knife, and drove all the servants out of the main courtyard.

He locked the gate again and stood outside it with a sword in his hand, looking majestic, just like when he guarded Gong Shangjiao through the darkest moment of his life.

These days he always wears black clothes to bed, with his long hair tied into a braid, ready to deal with any unexpected situation. It is not impolite to dress up at this time, but he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have time to wash his face today?

Gong Yuanzheng looked around and saw no one, so he quickly turned his back and quietly touched the corner of his eyes.

Well, very good, the image is saved.

He continued to guard with his sword, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

The Zhang family members from the third and sixth rooms rushed over after hearing the news. They saw from afar that the main courtyard gate was closed and Gong Yuanzheng was standing outside the gate on high alert, with a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Wenling wanted to go over and take a look, but Jin Miao, who had received the message and knew the inside story, hurriedly plucked up the courage to stop him and said, "Third Master, the young master has clearly stated that he wants to retreat and break through, and specifically asked you to guard the gate of the courtyard and not let anyone in...

You are well aware of the young master's temper, so please follow me to the East Courtyard to see the young master and young lady first."

Zhang Wenling looked at the third old master inquiringly. The third old master nodded, and a group of people followed Jin Miao to the East Courtyard.

The two children were in the east wing of the east courtyard. They had been cleaned up, fed by a wet nurse, and wrapped in big red swaddling clothes.

They were smaller than full-term babies, and their faces were red and wrinkled, but the backup court doctor praised them highly, saying, "I have never seen babies healthier than these two young masters."

Yang held one of them in her arms and said happily, "Look, Master. Our granddaughter looks exactly like Zhao Zhao when she was a child. She is a natural beauty."

The old lady in the sixth room held another one and said with a smile: "My great-grandson really looks like his father. He will definitely be a tall man in the future."

The nanny who was in charge of the situation in the East Courtyard was stunned and corrected awkwardly: "Third Madam, that is your grandson. Sixth Madam, the one you are holding is the eldest daughter of the young master."

Everyone was stunned.

My goodness, these two children are equivalent to swapping the genders of Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng?

Gong Yuanzheng's face looks perfect on the young lady. There's nothing wrong with it. There's no sense of incongruity.

But Zhang Xueming's face, on a boy who is five feet six inches (one meter eighty-seven) tall...

"It's... pretty good?" Yang was weak.

The Sixth Old Master laughed loudly: "It's okay, when the time comes, practice more and make your body stronger, so that you won't be bullied so easily."

A group of people nodded in agreement.

The child was carried by the nurse into the inner room where the kang was heated. No one knew what was going on with Zhang Xueming, so they sat in the outer room drinking tea and waiting for news.

There was still no news by noon. The Third Old Master felt that it was not a good idea to continue waiting like this, so he asked the Sixth Old Master and his wife to return home first, and asked Zhang Wenling and Yang to stay behind to support them.

Jin Miao went to bring food to Gong Yuanzheng, but he couldn't eat it, so he asked Jin Miao to replace it with some snacks and hot tea. After a few bites, he asked Jin Miao to leave.

Jin Miao's internal strength was far inferior to his, but he could still feel an invisible layer of pressure covering the main courtyard. He felt frightened if he stayed there for one more second, and he wanted to turn around and run away as far as possible.

However, looking at the sweat on Gong Yuanzheng's forehead and his slightly pale face, he still said tentatively: "Sir, either you go and take a rest, and I..."

Gong Yuanzheng turned his face cold and drove the man away. He took out a handkerchief from his arms, looked at it, put it back, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

He glanced at the tightly closed courtyard gate worriedly, but finally suppressed the urge to ask Zhang Xueming about the situation through the soul imprint, and turned around to continue paying attention to the movements around him.

It was not until nightfall that the invisible pressure that made people almost breathless suddenly disappeared. Gong Yuanzheng felt relieved and intuitively felt that the crisis was over.

[Ayuan, it's okay, I've successfully made a breakthrough. Ask someone to prepare some water, I want to take a bath.]

Gong Yuanzheng waved to the maid who was waiting in the distance, gave her some instructions, opened the main courtyard door, and hurried to the door of the delivery room: [Zhao Zhao, can I come in to see you? ]

Zhang Xueming looked at the blood on his body and the bed: [Not yet, it's very dirty... Oh, A Yuan, go find me a hooded cloak, I don't want anyone to see me like this.]

If she knew how to be vain, then it was okay. Gong Yuanzheng felt relieved and went to find a hooded cloak to pass it in through the window.

Seeing Zhang Xueming reaching out to take it, he retracted his hand: [Let me take your pulse first, otherwise you have to stay in confinement and can't take a bath. ]

Zhang Xueming had no choice but to do as he was told.

When Gong Yuanzheng placed three fingers on her Cunguan, he was stunned: How could this be the pulse of a woman who had just given birth? It was too strong.

When Zhang Wenling and his wife saw Zhang Xueming coming in a hooded cloak, they were frightened at first, thinking that the child was young and ignorant after all, and dared to run around after just giving birth to a child.

After sending away the servants and Zhang Xueming took off her cloak, Zhang Wenling and his wife began to think about how to help their daughter cover up the truth: Whose mother who just gave birth has a rosy and glowing complexion, and a waist as slender as before she was pregnant?