Chapter 253 Strange Stupid Girl

"Don't move first." Nangong Zhili sealed her acupuncture point and restrained her emotions. When she stabilized a little, she untied it for her, and then diagnosed it for a while. Her eyebrows unfolded and said happily, "Congratulations to the prince! When she fell, her pulse was clear! I'm sure it's a male baby!"

Zhao Qian was so happy that he couldn't say anything coherently. He only shouted, "Doctor! Beggar!"

The beggar was stunned and said confusedly, "What's going on? How could I run into a child in my stomach?

Nangong Zhili couldn't hide it, so he explained, "You were pregnant in April, but for so long, the pulse was not very clear, so I didn't tell you."

The beggar still couldn't recover and turned to Master Dongfang and said, "What are they talking about?" Can you understand?"

Master Dongfang smiled and said, "You are happy. You want to be a mother. Congratulations."

The beggar shook his head and said more puzzledly, "Isn't the princess going to be a mother? How did you become me? Which one of you told me what's going on?

Master Dongfang's eyes were even darker and said, "This is the child of you and the prince."

The beggar said "ah". Nangong Zhili was afraid that they would say something more outrageous and hurriedly said, "It's time for her to rest."

Zhao Qian said to Dongfang Ye, "Brother Dongfang, let's go back first. I'll visit you another day."

"Take care of yourself." Mr. Dongfang left a word to the beggar, stood up and went step by step. The figure is long and thin, which makes it difficult to imagine that he was the magnificent Oriental Master in those years.

Zhao Qian forgot what the main thing was today, and also forgot why the beggar scolded Dongfang Ye just now. He only held the beggar's hand tightly, put it on her stomach, and couldn't help laughing, "I'm going to be a father, I'll be a father..."

The beggar looked at Nangong Zhili confusedly and was a little angry: "Doctor, how can you secretly put the baby into my stomach without my consent? No one else has this ability, but why can you do it?"

This... Nangong Zhili's sweat, wanted to swallow a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat, but found it extremely difficult, because the jaw could not be secreted and dried up. The flesh on his face tightened and staggered, "That... it's not me... but the prince who put the baby in your stomach. I've just been helping you recuperate, make your body a comfortable cradle, and better nurture your baby.

Zhao Qian was only a beggar and didn't care about Nangong Zhili's clumsy words. He smiled happily and fell on her belly: "Didn't you say that something was moving in her lower abdomen? That's our baby! Come on, baby, let Dad listen. What are you naughty in your mother's belly?

The beggar subconsciously protected her stomach with her hands and said foolishly to Nangong Zhili, "It seems to be a little rounder than before, like a balloon!"

Nangong Zhili was really hopeless. According to her current unclear state, she may still point to him and say that he is the father of the child, but she can jump into the Yellow River and wash it out. He is willing to do it, but he is afraid of losing his life.

So he said to Prince Zhao, "Let's go back first and let her calm down and digest this fact. Otherwise, I'm really worried that her intelligence will affect the fetus at this moment!"

Zhao Qian said unhappily, "What's wrong with her intelligence! I think it's too high. She is the only one who can't think of it! I just don't want to leave, I just want to share this confused and stupid joy with her. What's the matter?"

Nangong Zhili felt that he was eloquous and no longer persuaded him.

Poor for the next half of the time, the beggar and Prince Zhao said Trey's second stroke one by one, which made him very uneasy.

Finally, Nangong said, "It's been almost a day. If the prince doesn't go back, I'm afraid that the princess will send someone to look for it."

Zhao Qian returned to reality by this sentence and said angrily, "I have worked hard. It's not easy to have such a child. Can't you stay with him for a while!" I'll see who dares to say something."

Nangong Zhili patiently advised: "No one dares to gossip!" But... After all, the outside world doesn't know the arrival of this child."

"It's also..." Prince Zhao thought for a moment, pulled the beggar and decided, "After a while, the pregnancy can't be covered. I will take you to see my parents and give them a big surprise! Let you be fair and upright and be the side concubine of the prince!"

The beggar seems to be uninterested, indifferent and cold. She suddenly had no special concept of words such as father, mother and side concubine.

Nangong Zhili quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of accomplishment flowed from his semi-converbed eyes. Because the child is coming, the daughter-in-law is finally going to see her parents-in-law. As the person behind all this, it is not in vain to work harder than the prince day and night.

After the prince left, Nangong said, "Wake up. This child is not Master Dongfang's, let alone mine, but Prince Zhao's!"

The beggar seemed to be dizzy and awake, and his voice contained some maternal love and said gently, "This will be a very lovely little life, right?"

Nangong Zhili nodded and struggled for a moment and said, "Yes."

"He will call my mother, won't he?" The beggar said again.

Nangong Zhili had to nod again.

"Will he call...Dad?" The beggar said, "Who is your father?"

Nangong Zhili broke her fantasy and coldly splashed a basin of ice water: "He won't call him Dad."

"Why?" The beggar asked with frightened eyes.

Nangongzhi's courtesy is like a knife, engraved on her heart: "He can only call his father and father."

The beggar listened and said fiercely, "No, I don't want it!" I want my child to call me mother and his father!"

Nangong Zhili looked at her with affection and compassion, with self-reproach and guilt, and a sense of powerless pain. He took her hand and whispered, "He was born in the deep palace. His father is the only son of the royal family. Then he is the eldest grandson of the emperor and can only follow the ancestral rules."

The beggar shook his head and said, "I don't like the rules, and my child won't like them either. I will carry him out of the palace with my stomach before he comes to the world, okay?

"Don't mess around!" Nangong Zhili's face was grim: "Identity cannot be changed! Only here can we better protect you and your children! If someone with ulterior motives knows, you are simply looking for your own death outside the palace.

The beggar said repeatedly, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid... I want to take the child away..."

"Naturally, you are not afraid, but the child's life is too weak, he is afraid, you know?" Nangong Zhili asked abruptly, "He is not a leek, but a stubble and a stubble. He is Mai Miao, do you understand? Cut it and it's gone!"

The beggar has some gods and doesn't know how to answer. Stunken, hesitating, trembling, and helpless, "What should I do?"

"Strive for everything you should have." Nangong Zhili said eight light and unquestionable words.

The beggar said unconfidently, "Is that okay?"

Nangong Zhili said this step and said more and more fiercely, "Of course. I will help you and try my best to help you save your child.

The beggar fell into deep thought and suddenly panicped and said, "You want to help him on the road to imperial power, right? You are going to ruin his life, aren't you?"

Nangong Zhili sneered and said, "When you were pregnant with him, he was already involuntarily destined, not to mention after giving birth?"

The beggar resisted, numbly holding the hard but winding wall, retreating and saying, "No..."