Chapter 1785

Madam Meng picked up a pair of gilded twig shears and passed them over the candle flame three times, then she dropped the shears when blue smoke rose.

There was no blood at the cut part of the umbilical cord, but amber ointment oozed out. She used five-color silk threads dyed with agarwood to tie a chain of Ruyi knots, and hid the thread ends in moxa wool, which was the secret "Locking Yuan" technique.

Madam Meng dipped a brocade handkerchief in rose water and skillfully wiped off the vernix caseosa on the baby's body.

It was a boy, with a body as white as jade, hair as raven feathers, and skin as white as cream. This baby must have been well nourished in his mother's womb.

Madam Meng weighed the baby and realized, "It weighs more than eight pounds. It's rare and heavy." She patted the baby's feet, and the loud cry shook the people outside the house, and even the plum blossoms outside the window fell down.

Everyone outside the house cried with joy, "It's born! My Xia'er is born!"

"Amitabha! Bodhisattva bless you!"

Inside the house, Madam Meng took out the brocade swaddling clothes that she had prepared long ago and wrapped the baby up, reciting a blessing as she wrapped him up, "One wrap will replenish your vitality, two wraps will keep away evil spirits."

The brocade swaddling cloth was embroidered with a pattern of "long life" in gold thread, which was the warmth of the fingertips of all the women who cared about the baby in the princess' belly, each one of them making it with one stitch.

Tang Chujun embroidered the starting stroke of the character "长", Yao Sheng continued with the hook of the character "命", and Zheng Qiaoer even asked a centenarian old lady from a royal palace to add the last dot of the character "岁".

"This little boy is truly extraordinary!" Lady Meng couldn't help but exclaim. She had been delivering babies for many years, but she had never seen a baby as cute as this one.

Before he finished speaking, the baby suddenly opened his eyes. His dark pupils were as bright as lacquer, which made all the old women in the room tremble with fear.

It was just dawn at this time. Madam Meng and the others had been busy all night, and their clothes were soaked. Before they could be happy about the birth of a baby, they heard Liang Yanbing shout, "Oh no, the princess fainted from blood loss."

She immediately used acupuncture to stop the bleeding, and inserted the cinnabar silver needle into the Baihui acupoint.

There was a sudden buzzing sound in Anxia's brain, and the sharp pain split the chaos, actually pushing back a little bit of the continuous pain of childbirth.

The morning sun shone through the red gauze curtains outside the window, casting tiny shadows on her pale face. Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure outlined in the shadows.

The man looked very good, standing against the light, and asked her, "When the country is safe, will you come with me and fly away?"

She was filled with joy, with thousands of words rolling in her throat, but in the end, she just said, "Yeah, okay."

Because of the national crisis, she lost her inner joy when she said "hmm". He heard it and misunderstood it, "If you don't want to, it's okay. Then, I will come back to be your Weibei General."

She had no intention of explaining, her mind was filled with sadness over the battle reports and worry about the enemy at the gates.

He did not mention it again, but wrote a poem with the hand holding the sword. Two lines of the poem were: If I live, I will return to you; if I die, I will miss you forever.

On the night of their departure, she leaned on his shoulder and cried until her armor was wet.

He stroked her hair and chuckled, his eyes full of tenderness.

The interweaving of light and shadow was the scene of two people performing the bowing ceremony when they were getting engaged.

The man's eyes were red, as if he had traveled through the long river of time and finally stood in front of her again.

He bowed and said in a deep voice, as if he was saying something in code, "I will come back when I am alive."

She remembered everyone except him. She didn't know what he meant at the time, but she was able to accurately greet him and gave him a half-salute, "I will always miss you until I die."

past life.

this life.

Shi Anxia remembered in pain. It turned out that the oath was also branded.

But why, in this life, which was clearly a beautiful country, after they got married and had children, he still had such a fate?

Life is about coming back, death is about longing for love!

Shi Anxia called out the name of the one who had traveled through reincarnation in a hoarse voice, "Qingyu!"

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