"Jun Qinghan?" Su Qingran was stunned.

"It's me."

Holding his hand and feeling the temperature in his palm, Su Qingran's tears instantly burst out, "Jun Qinghan, you are not..."

"I still have to protect you and the child, how can I die?" Jun Qinghan spoke gently.

Hearing this sentence, Su Qingran cried even more fiercely, "I have been worried for so long. I hate you, I hate you so much!"

"Okay, okay, I hate it, you hit me." Jun Qinghan grabbed her little hand and hit her chest.

Tears kept flowing freely, and Su Qingran cried so hard.

When Wenpo saw this, he was anxious, "Princess, you can't cry, hurry up and use force!"

Madam Yang hurriedly saluted Jun Qinghan, "Prince, the filthy air in the delivery room is too heavy, you can go out first."

"No, I don't want you to leave." Su Qingran hurriedly grabbed Jun Qinghan's big hand when he heard this.

At this moment, she just wanted to grab his hand willfully, not letting go.

"Okay, I won't leave, don't be afraid." Jun Qinghan gently coaxed her to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Prince, this..." Madam Yang was embarrassed.

"What, I can't stay here?" Jun Qinghan's voice was awkward.

Madam Yang was so scared that her body trembled, "No, no, I don't dare."

"Then keep going."

"Princess, please use your strength-" Madam Yang hurriedly urged.

"It hurts so much... Jun Qinghan, it hurts so much, I won't give birth..." Su Qingran gritted her teeth and pinched his hand.

He was not here just now, and she could endure the pain of contractions even if she tried to die. However, now she was with him, and I don’t know if it was pretentious, she suddenly couldn’t stand the pain.

"We won't give birth in the future..." Looking at Su Qingran's little hands soaked in sweat, Jun Qinghan's heart was immediately pulled.

At this moment, he could only watch her heart-wrenching pain, and nothing could be helped.

"Princess, with the ginseng slice in my mouth, I will see the little prince immediately, so hold on for a while."

Come on, come on!

Su Qingran silently recited in her heart, grabbed Jun Qinghan's hand and tried her best, "Ah——"

"It's out, it's out!" Wenpo's tears were almost coming out of excitement.

"Wow wow wow..." Then a loud cry resounded throughout the delivery room.

Hearing this sound, Su Qingran felt relieved and cried, as if she was venting silently.

No one knows how tormented and worked hard she has been in the past few months.

And at this moment, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, finally...

"Ran'er, thank you for your hard work." Jun Qinghan wiped her sweat with heartache.

"Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the princess, he is a little princess!" Madam Yang said while wrapping a quilt for the little guy.

"Give it to me." Jun Qinghan raised his hand and took it.

Looking at the little guy's wrinkled face, Jun Qinghan's heart softened immediately. He hugged the child clumsyly and did not dare to move.

"Han, let me see." Su Qingran said, and then she found that her voice was hoarse.

"Okay." Jun Qinghan carefully placed the little guy in his arms next to Su Qingran.

"My little princess..." Su Qingran turned her eyes and saw the wrinkled little face, and suddenly was stunned, "Why... so ugly?"

What should I do if a girl looks so ugly?

The little guy seemed to want to express his dissatisfaction. As soon as Su Qingran finished speaking, she burst into tears.

"It's not ugly, it's not ugly at all." Jun Qinghan spoke in a daze with a kind smile like an old father.

However, facing the little guy who was crying loudly, he was a little helpless.

"Prince, give the little princess to me."

It's strange that as soon as Madam Yang said this, the little guy stopped crying.

Su Qingran looked at the little guy beside her and was a little dazed. She always knew that the child was wrinkled when he was born, but he looked like a little old man, and he was quite ugly.

"Ran'er, thank you for your hard work." Jun Qinghan didn't care about Madam Yang and Wenpo in the delivery room, and kissed Su Qingran's lips.

"Hug..." Su Qingran stretched out her hand to him like a spoiled person.

"Okay, I'll hug." Jun Qinghan hugged the person directly.

As if he had thought of something, Su Qingran raised his hand and pushed him, "Don't hug him, don't hug him, you're sweating all over, you're so smelly."

"It's not smelly." Jun Qinghan hugged him tighter.

"Wow wow wow..." As if he felt that he was ignored, the little guy started crying again.

The loud cry was full of energy.

"The little princess may be hungry, so I will call the wet nurse here." Madam Yang said anxiously.

However, after the wet nurse came over, she cried even harder as soon as she picked up the little guy.

Su Qingran felt distressed when she heard her crying, so she pushed the man beside her, "Han, bring the child over and let it go."

Surprisingly, Su Qingran raised her hand to hug the little guy. Not only did she stop crying, but she also started to laugh.

Su Qingran looked at the little guy and a weak smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Maybe this is a blood relative.

Since she was pregnant, she has been busy and hardworking. The baby in her belly depends on her for life and may be dependent on her.

Seeing this scene, Jun Qinghan's eyes softened and softened, and the corners of his mouth curled up little by little.

"Knock and knock..."

As the knock on the door came, Zhao Zhong's voice sounded outside, "Prince, the people from Xiling are here!"

Jun Qinghan's eyes tightened, "You go down first, I will go there now."

"Ran'er..."

"You go, I'm fine here."

"Don't be afraid if I'm here."

Su Qingran nodded, "I'm a little tired and want to sleep. Remember to come back early. When I wake up, I want to see you."

Tonight's events were beautiful like a dream. She was afraid that she would wake up and everything was just a mirror of water moon.

"Okay." Jun Qinghan fell on her lips and raised her feet to leave.

Looking at his back, Su Qingran's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly closed them.

A deep feeling of fatigue swept over her.

With Jun Qinghan here, she can sleep without any worries.

In the Han Prince's Mansion.

Xiao Ming and others knelt in front of Jun Qingchen, "King Han is dead. For the country and country that is located in the east, we are willing to support the Eighth King ascend the throne."

"We are willing to support the Eighth Prince ascend the throne!"

"Who said that the fourth brother is dead? Where did you have the courage to spread rumors?" Jun Qingchen said coldly.

"King Han has long passed away, this cannot be hidden..."

"Stop it all, Rufeng, take everyone down. If you resist, kill me!" Jun Qingchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Regardless of whether something happened to the fourth brother or not, they are here to confuse the public and shake the people's hearts and must not be kept!

"The Eighth Prince, the Wei ministers are all for the sake of Donglin..."

"Swoosh--"

Before Xiao Ming could finish his words, a cold arrow suddenly came and shot his throat directly.

In an instant, Xiao Ming opened his eyes wide and fell down in disbelief.

Jun Qingchen frowned and looked at the visitor vigilantly, "You are so brave to break into the Han Palace!"

"King Han is dead. For this general, the Han Palace is just a sack of things!"

"Is that right?" A cold voice came, and the people present were shocked.
Chapter completed!