Princess of Special Forces

Chapter 14 Birth of the Son

After saying that, he stood up coldly, and the king's domineering spirit suddenly appeared. A momentum of staring at the world came. Mo Chen lowered his head and led the order to withdraw. The prince was indeed the smartest. This move not only shocked the world, but also let the people in power and those who wanted to beat the princess know that his cold prince was not so easy to provoke him and provoke his end. It's a ruthless bloody lesson! At the same time, there is also a benefit to destroy those nobles who support Qin Chen. Only when Wei An comes can the Han Palace fully control Xiangcheng economically!

In the next five days, most of the families in Xiangcheng were raided and destroyed, because they united to assassinate Princess Han but failed, causing the Prince Han to become angry and kill him.

Xiangcheng fell into a bloody shadow for a period of time. Although the people were shocked by the fierce methods of the cold prince, they were not afraid. After all, it was those nobles who dared to assassinate the cold princess, which led to the destruction of the clan. As long as they lived under the jurisdiction of the cold palace, they would not suffer the disaster of the extermination. .

After a bloody wash, Xiangcheng has become much calmer. Wei An is a business genius. Since managing the industry under the name of the Hanwang Mansion, he has brought countless wealth to the Hanwang Mansion for several years. However, the money is not too much. The Hanwang Mansion is now growing rapidly. It is a good thing to have money. After all, it is necessary to support so many troops and local officials. Members, as well as those refugees who have been lost under the aftereffects of the war, need the Hanwang Mansion to distribute disaster relief funds to various places.

In addition, after this war, the cold iron army has lost a total of 230,000 soldiers, and the ghost army has also lost nearly 10,000. The families of these dead martyrs need a large amount of pensions to appease them, and the vacancies in the armies need to be quickly filled. Now the ruling territory is expanded, and the expansion of troops is also necessary. Therefore, Zhongcheng's government is completely ruled After the bureau and the economy, Wen Qinghan immediately ordered the recruitment of 500,000 new soldiers.

Yi Qing and Mo Chen, as the heads of recruitment and training of new recruits, were divided into the Cold Iron Army and the Ghost Army after three months of harsh training.

Less than a year after sending troops from Kanto, the strength of the cold iron army increased to 1.2 million, and the ghost army increased to 100,000. While the strength of the army under the cold king's palace grew rapidly, all countries were also on the opportunity to strengthen their troops. At present, there was no war in the four Central Plains. It seemed calm, but in fact it was turbulent.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the time of white and blue production. The warm-hearted courtyard in the backyard of the Hanwang Mansion was full of people. The door of the white and blue room was closed, and from time to time, some maids came in and out with water in and out, but she didn't wait for everyone to look at the door was tightly closed again.

The people guarding the door saw a white shadow flying over quickly, but arrived at the door in the blink of an eye. Wen Qinghan had just gone out of the barracks outside the city to inspect. Hearing Mo Yufei report that the princess was about to give birth, he immediately rushed all the way back to his house from outside the city.

Wen Qinghan raised his hand and wanted to push the door into the room. Next to him, Leng Moyi and Situ Tong grabbed his arm alone. Wen Qinghan turned around unhappily. Leng Moyi, as a subordinate and friend, couldn't help but let go of his hand and smiled, "The princess is giving birth to a child. You can't go in."

Wen Qinghan frowned and said, "I went in to see Lan'er!"

Leng Mo was helpless: "When a woman has a baby, a man can't enter the delivery room."

Wen Qinghan's heart was troubled, and his eyes shot at Leng Moyi like an arrow. Leng Moyi persisted for a moment and was defeated. As a doctor, he clearly sensed that the breath on Wen Qinghan's body was wrong, and paused, "It's not good for a man to enter the delivery room..."

Wen Qing was cold and cold: "I'm not afraid!"

"The princess will take about an hour or two to give birth. The prince can go in and have a look for a while." Leng Mo was defeated by his eyes. If he didn't let go, he was afraid that the prince would get angry.

Wen Qinghan hummed and pushed the door and walked in. There were two stable women standing in front of the bed, three or four maids waiting on the side. Molan sat in front of the bed and looked nervously at the white blue of **, with a tight face: "Why did the prince come in..."

Waiting for her to finish, Wen Qinghan said, "I'll take a look at Lan'er and go out in a minute."

Molan knowingly let go of the position in front of the bed, got up and stood aside. Wen Qinghan took a step forward and sat down by the bed. Her face looked a little uneasy and gloomy. She reached out and held the little white and blue hand and asked softly, "Lan'er, does it hurt?"

At this time, Bai Lan was just beginning with labor pain and was not about to give birth. Seeing his uneasy look, she smiled faintly: "For good, now it's just labor pain. I can stand it."

"Lan'er, are you all right?" His voice has uncertain worry. I heard that it is very difficult for women to have children, and some women are difficult to survive, so there is a difficult delivery. He is really afraid that she will have something to do.

White and blue smiled: "Don't worry, I'll be fine! The man in the delivery room can't stay. Go out!"

He shook his head: "I'll stay with you for a while... Laner, you must be fine."

White and blue are helpless: "It's just giving birth, which woman doesn't give birth? It's okay."

A girl came in with a bowl of chicken soup: "Princess, this is chicken soup that has been stewed for several hours. The princess eats for a while before she has strength..." Seeing Wen Qinghan in front of the bed, the girl was stunned for a moment.

Wen Qinghan reached out to take the chicken soup: "I'll feed you!"

Looking at carefully feeding the princess's chicken soup with a spoon, Molan and the stable maids beside her were amazed. Unexpectedly, the Lord Han, the proud son of heaven, was such a gentle and good man who loved his wife.

After drinking chicken soup, Bai Lan let Wen Qinghan talk with him for a while before pushing him out. Wen Qinghan refused but was severely pinched by Bai Lan: "I'm more dangerous for you to be here."

Wen Qinghan then got up and said, "Well, I'll wait outside. You can serve the princess well. If the princess has anything, be careful of your life!"

Watching his figure go out, Bai Lan stroked his painful abdomen, and the pain slowly intensified. She gritted her teeth and stood up without shouting.

Time passed slowly. Two hours later, Wen Qinghan and the generals waited anxiously in the courtyard, and there were bursts of moans in the room. The generals looked at me and I looked at you. They were afraid that something would happen to the princess.

Wen Qinghan stared at the closed door. Suddenly, there was a white and blue scream in the room that could no longer suppress. His face changed greatly. He rushed forward and was about to push the door, but he was again pulled by Leng Moyi beside him: "Light cold, if you go in at this time, you will interrupt all the efforts of the princess, but it will hurt the princess. , by no way."

Hearing the words, Wen Qinghan had to stop. The pain of shouting in the room was raised for a while, which made him feel pain in his heart. He secretly grasped the palm of his hand and waited for...

After another half an hour, the people outside the door could hardly wait to hear the loud crying of the baby in the room. Wen Qinghan couldn't wait any longer. He opened the door and rushed in front of the bed, with an anxious and worried face: "Lan'er, are you all right?"