Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

The bed curtain was drawn tightly, but it was a transparent white gauze.

When Dian Chen sat down by the bed, by the candlelight, he could vaguely see that the person inside was wearing a black gauze hat.

According to the custom, when a woman gives birth, a man is not allowed to be around, not to mention that Dianchen is still a foreigner.He understood this kind of concealment, and after slowly moving his eyes away, he just clenched the hand that Granny Ling had drawn over, and said casually, "Don't be afraid."

And the next moment, it seemed that a bolt of lightning exploded in his mind!

The hand feels all too familiar.

Dianchen looked down immediately, and saw that it had a slender frame, prominent joints, and green tendons on the back of the hand. Every detail told him that it was a man's hand.

However, there are too many scars on this hand, the skin is a bit rough, and there are several cracks in the tiger's mouth, obviously it has done a lot of rough work and suffered a lot.

Yes, it was not the hand he was familiar with at all.

And the spies just came to report to him yesterday, that man is still sitting on Qingyuan's throne, how could he appear in the northern frontier?Still in production?

Since the sacrificial ceremony, the man's abdomen has not bulged again...

Thinking of this, Dianchen's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly pulled away and wanted to leave, but Granny Ling exclaimed: "Aqiao! You can have a baby, you can have a baby, come, listen to your mother-in-law..."

Through the white gauze curtain, Dianchen looked at Mrs. Ling who was massaging the man's abdomen non-stop, and the man was trembling all over, clutching his hand so hard that his nails almost sank into his flesh.

After a moment of silence, Dianchen sat back again, letting his skin be pinched and bleeding.

Time passed by every minute, during which Ling Song came in to deliver hot water a few times, and Mrs. Ling kept correcting the baby's position.

After a long time, she finally wiped the sweat off her forehead, and said joyfully, "Aqiao, use your strength, the baby's head is straight and ready to give birth..."

However, the stab wound on the old lady's abdomen was continuously oozing blood with her movements, and it was not easy to hold on until now. As soon as the words fell, she fell backwards, and she lost too much blood and fell into a coma.

Dianchen frowned, got up "whoosh", and quickly embraced her.

"Jiang Qing."

After a while, the door was opened, revealing a room of candlelight from inside.

Seeing Dianchen come out, a young lieutenant immediately stepped forward and cupped his hands: "General."

The man asked coldly, "Have you found a midwife yet?"

Jiang Qing shook his head: "I'm looking for it. But there are many wounded here, and most of the people who have been transferred out have to find the doctor together with Zhizhou. Although I asked the people under my hand to help the villagers with a simple bandage first, they always have to wait for the doctor to come. .”

The corners of Dianchen's mouth were almost pursed into a straight line: "What about the person who delivered the baby?"

Jiang Qing immediately understood what the man's point was: "I will send more troops, but there is no guarantee that we can find them in a short time."

Dianchen stopped talking, and after a moment of silence, re-entered the bedroom.

At this moment, there was a trace of white on the sky, and after several hours of giving birth, there was a heavy panting sound from the only body in the room.

Dianchen walked to the bed, looked at the slender figure quietly, only felt that the rise and fall of "his" chest became weaker and weaker, as if it would stagnate in the next moment...

"excuse me."

After finishing this sentence neatly, Dianchen lifted the white gauze curtain, closed his eyes, and just touched the man's abdomen with his hand, imitating old lady Ling's previous technique, and gently pushed.

Gu Qiao's body trembled suddenly, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The baby's fetal position is already upright, he just doesn't have the strength to regenerate at the moment, feeling the guidance and help of that big hand, he suddenly has a sore nose, clenches his teeth, and exerts all his strength.

It was nothing more than a thousand cuts to pieces, he was in so much pain that he couldn't help but groaned, "Ahh..."

Dian Chen: "..."

If the previous hand was an illusion, what is the reason for this familiar voice?

He froze, and suddenly opened his eyes to look, only to see that the man seemed to have realized something, and suddenly pulled the quilt to cover his lower body, not wanting him to see "his" body.

"you."

After only saying this word, Dianchen didn't say anything, but subconsciously stretched out his hand to the black gauze.

Gu Qiao's face turned pale with shock. It was obvious that the pain was unbearable, but he immediately pinched his throat and said in a sharp voice: "You, what are you going to do to the slave family..."

"..."

At this moment, Dianchen not only saw "his" abdomen, but also saw the two proud lumps on "his" chest.

Realizing that he was doing something disrespectful to someone else's wife, he quickly withdrew his hand, but put it back on "his" abdomen without saying a word.

As the saying goes, he became a doctor after a long illness. Although Dianchen had never delivered a baby, he was very sensitive to the acupuncture points and structure of the human body after practicing martial arts since he was a child. do this.

After finding out the contraction pattern under the palm, he pushed gently along that force, and said in a cold voice: "When I count one, you press hard, and when I count two, release it. Don't expend too much effort, can you hear me?"

His voice seemed to be covered with ice, without any warmth from the past.

During those days when we didn't see each other, the man's warmth was all put away, and gradually, the corners of his brows and eyes were covered with cold frost and snow.

No matter how much tenderness there is in the eyes, it will eventually be let down.

During this period of military career, decisive killing, fierce methods, and iron-blooded ruthlessness have become his new labels. The attitude of a man is still polite, but when he sits at the negotiating table, he will use the most elegant methods Go and overturn this table.

He has such qualifications.

The emperor's attitude has always been unclear, but people who have smelled certain winds have designated him as the hidden dark horse of the crown prince, but this respect is not given by the emperor, but by him killing one by one...

However, suddenly a photon with a big ear landed on Dianchen's face.

"Snapped!"

Immediately afterwards, there was an angry curse: "Easy!"

It was entirely due to some kind of inertia, but after the beating, the man was stunned, and quickly retracted his hand, trembling.

Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, Dianchen turned his face slowly, expressionless, but said sternly: "You should be glad that you are a woman, or should I ask you, are you a man or a woman?"

"I... Nujia..." The voice behind the black gauze was trembling with pain: "Of course it's a girl..."

However, the next moment, the roughness was unmistakably obvious, and the pain was too painful to pretend anymore: "Come out, I feel like I'm coming out..."

going out?

Hearing the words, Dianchen looked a little dignified, and had no time to take care of those details. While helping with force, he calmly guided the birth of the little life. The whole process was strict and meticulous, as if he had been doing this job in the first place.

But I felt the pain of the mother and the strength that gradually dissipated.

Dianchen took the initiative to ask, "Where's your husband?"

"..."

Did not get an answer, Dianchen could only continue talking to attract his attention, but his voice was a little more sad: "Actually, I was also a father, but one day, my wife suddenly didn't want me, my baby It's gone, so if you still have strength, don't give up yet."

Under the black veil that the man couldn't see, tears suddenly fell from the corners of Gu Qiao's eyes. The tears blurred his vision, and he could only see the man's slender eyes through the black veil.

Dianchen lowered his head and pushed, but said quietly: "In the past, I was reluctant to use any means to my wife. All I used was the sincerity pieced together from my broken heart, but he still left me in the end. Compared to me , you and your husband are lucky, at least, you are still together."

After parting, one of them stood in the shadows and smiled and lived hard, while the other stood in the sun but suffered from depression.

Gu Qiao's fingers clasped his arms tightly, and all the words that could not be uttered were passed through those struggling fingers, but he couldn't receive them.

So, Gu Qiao finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Do you love him?"

Dianchen was silent for a while: "I loved you when I was young."

The world suddenly became so quiet, the wind seemed to have stopped, and Gu Qiao could no longer hear any sound, only the birds flying in the sky flapped their wings, passed over their heads, and headed northwest. and go.

Gu Qiao only felt that his vision became more and more blurred. He couldn't see everything around him, only the cherry blossoms on the top of his head fell quietly towards him, and the breeze blew his temple hair. He buried himself in his neck, shyly said: "Brother, I love you ..."

Brother, I love you.

Brother, I am Gu Qiao now, so I can love you...

And Nan Su is also that Nan Su, in fact, you can also love him...

At the same time as a large amount of blood rolled down, Gu Qiao clenched his fists desperately, and his body miraculously gained strength in an instant, making him cling to the quilt desperately.

Because of his name, his memory, his him, he gave everything back, and now in this world, he only has a baby...

"Strength," the man felt his struggle, and suddenly increased his strength.

"Ahhh-"

Suddenly, Gu Qiao only felt that his abdominal cavity seemed to be a little empty.

However, no matter how hard the two tried, the baby's head was still stuck there and it was difficult to move.

Granny Xia once said to Gu Qiao that babies should not be suffocated for too long. Thinking of this, great power spread all over his body again. He grabbed the pillow towel and stuffed it into his mouth, gritted his teeth, and began to desperately——

Yes, he is desperate.

"No, I have to take a look." After Dianchen finished speaking, he made mental preparations, and then threw off the quilt, only to see the blood flow dizzily.

But the next moment he froze, stared at something, frowned and said, "Are you really a man?"

Gu Qiao was unable to answer anything, he was seen anyway, so he simply grabbed Dianchen's hand and reached down.

All these clues are too confusing, and Dianchen doubts life and himself for a while.

Is it the norm for a man to have children, or is something wrong with his ears and eyes?

Moreover, these two long legs look so familiar...

It was as if he had held them many times.

Dianchen frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to lift his veil!

However, at the next moment, he stopped his movements for an instant, and forgot all of this——

Just because a small head poked out.

Dian Chen's eyes widened suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to pick it up, and the little head fell on his palm, bloody and slightly deformed by being squeezed, but it suddenly made his eyes sore, inexplicably.

"Ahhh-"

Gu Qiao suddenly let out a heart-piercing cry, his back molars were almost shattered, and his whole body convulsed in disarray.

The fleshy little body...

clenched fist...

round belly...

Two little feet curled up together...

Finally, pull out a long umbilical cord...

"Wow wow~~"

After a while, loud crying suddenly resounded throughout the room, as if he had been greatly wronged before and was confiding in others.

Dianchen was already in a daze, holding the bloody thing with both hands in a daze, feeling a little ignorant for a while.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly another big slap came back: "Cut it—"

"Oh," Dianchen stood up, neither holding the baby for a while, nor picking up the scissors soaked in spirits. After being at a loss for a while, he finally put down the crying baby, turned around and strode to get the scissors.

"Crack!"

After a soft sound, Dianchen raised his face and asked solemnly: "And then?"

Then, Gu Qiao didn't know anymore.

The two of them stared at each other through a black veil, and there was a crying baby between them, neither of them knew what to do.

"Wow wow~~"

Maybe even God couldn't stand it anymore, so he just woke up the comatose old lady Ling, only to hear the old lady who had lost too much blood make a weak cry: "Aqiao...Aqiao..."

The light of dawn had already appeared at some point, and the golden morning light fell on the messy bedroom, moved from the door to the baby, illuminating his little face extremely clearly.

Both Gu Qiao and Mrs. Ling were too weak to stand up, and the women in the village were also shocked. In the end, the task of cleaning the baby fell on Dianchen.

Apart from him, there are only those rough guys in the barracks who tear people up with their bare hands.

Warm water flowed through, and Dianchen carefully put the baby into the basin. He always felt that the little guy's arms and legs would break if he touched it lightly, so it was very slow, very slow...

"If you keep lingering, I will ask Xiaosong to boil water for you! What are you doing, wash it!"

After Mrs. Ling's wound was bandaged, although her face was still very pale, she had recovered her spirited appearance when speaking.

Dianchen gave her a cold look, but said nothing.

The swaddling clothes were prepared long ago, and a quarter of an hour later, the clean baby was wrapped inside. Mrs. Ling skillfully tied a small rope outside to tie the baby tightly so that she could only stretch Smash it with a small mouth.

Gu Qiao had already passed out due to exhaustion. Granny Ling thought about it, called Dian Chen over, and said in a vicious voice, "Hug me!"

Dianchen's eyes kept lingering on the slender figure behind the white gauze. Hearing this, he turned his head. After a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand mysteriously and took the swaddle.

The baby's eyes can't be opened yet, there are only two small bars, the bridge of the nose is quite straight, but the eyebrows and hair are still very few, and the skin is still wrinkled.

To be honest, Dianchen thinks this little thing is a bit ugly.

But as if sensing something, the baby burst into tears instantly, "Wow, wow", Xiao Douyin cried aggrievedly.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, those misty pupils looked at the world for the first time, blinking curiously, they were as dark and beautiful as grapes...

Dianchen was amazed, his eyes were so big—bigger than grapes!

very similar...

Finally, it seemed that some long-sleeping memory was awakened. Recalling everything, Dianchen's heart beat violently, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the sleeping slender figure, his eye sockets turned red!

Nan Su, is it you?

But why do your hands look like that?