"Xiaodie, come and see this peaceful woman and let her deliver the baby honestly. If she dares to play tricks again, she will take her head."

"Yes." Xiaodie stood at the Wenpo's side and looked, and the child's head was exposed bit by bit.

"Ah!" Ye Wange also made a sound, no longer the look of being about to die when she couldn't breathe.

Xiaofeng, who was disinfecting scissors at the window, immediately had a sword on her neck, "Don't play tricks, stand aside."

Xiaofeng stood here in fear, and the Eighth Prince ordered another woman to "come here and disinfect the tools."

The stable wife honestly disinfected the tools and handed them to the stable woman who delivered the baby.

The Eighth Prince walked up to Ye Wange and said to her, "With me here, it's okay, you must hold on and use your strength!"

The Eighth Prince reached out and held Ye Wange's hand, and Wenyan encouraged Ye Wange in a soft voice. The gentle lady looked at the exposed little head and screamed, "Hurry up, your head is down, use force!"

Ye Wange's hands tightly held the Eighth Prince's hand and tried hard with all his strength.

The Wenpo saw that the good child had his head down and immediately reached out and pulled it out gently.

"Wow!" A loud voice sounded, and the Wenpo shouted, "It's been born! It's born!"

"It's safe!" The Eighth Prince holding singer Ye Wan said with a whisper.

Ye Wange was covered in sweat, her black hair was as if it was stained with dew, and her sweaty hair was stained on her face. She smiled at the Eighth Prince.

"It's Longzi!" Wenpo shouted again.

"The Empress Dowager!" Ping'er, who was standing beside the side, shouted.

The Eighth Prince immediately reacted and reached out to fly a silver needle. The slave named Xiaofeng fell to the ground after a "ah".

When the two gentle ladies saw Xiaofeng falling to the ground, they looked at the Eighth Prince in horror.

The Eighth Prince said coldly, "Remember, no word is allowed to be revealed today. If I dare to reveal half a word, I will kill you!"

The two Wenpo nodded in fear, and the Eighth Prince ordered, "Remember, Wenpo is only you two."

"Yes." The two gentle ladies nodded and responded.

The Eighth Prince immediately stuffed Madam Dai and Xiaofeng on the ground into Feng's bed, and he hid.

Ye Wange looked at the wrinkled child who was holding her by the wife, and she cried with joy and shed tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Empress, you can't cry during the confinement period!" Xiaodie reminded.

Xiaodie wiped the tears from the corners of Ye Wange's eyes and said to Wenpo, "The Empress Dowager comes in. If you dare to say half a word by mistake, be careful of your head. As long as you speak tightly, I will have a great reward."

"Yes." The two Wenpo responded blindly, not daring to say a word.

"You, go out and report the good news!" Ye Wange said to one of the Stable Lady.

"Yes." The woman with blood on her hands immediately ran out to announce the good news, "The Queen gave birth to a dragon son!"

When the Empress Dowager heard that Ye Wange gave birth to Long Zi, she said excitedly, "Thank you God, thank you Buddha!"

Song Qisheng, who had just heard Xiaodie come out and say Ye Wange is dysfunctional, immediately stepped forward and asked, "How is the Empress?"

Wenpo said, "Have peace from mother and son!"

Song Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the Empress Dowager walked into the house.

At this time, all the concubines from all the palaces arrived and followed the Empress Dowager into the house one after another.

The Empress Dowager looked at Ye Wange lying on the couch and said happily, "Congratulations to the Queen!"

"Thank you, Queen Mother!" Ye Wange thanked.

Then the concubines thanked each other, "Congratulations to the Queen for her delight in the dragon son!"

"Congratulations to the Queen!" Congratulations rang one after another, and laughter was heard in the room. Xiaodie quietly retreated while everyone was not paying attention.

Xiaodie found Song Qisheng and told him about the murder of Ye Wange's Madam Dai during Ye Wange's childbirth.

"The Empress asked you to erase the record of Madam Dai's delivery, and only record the birth of two other women." Xiaodie conveyed Ye Wange's meaning to Song Qisheng.

"I'm careless!" Song Qisheng said blamingly.

When Ye Wange said that Madam Dai had a problem, Song Qisheng thought Ye Wange was too sensitive, but now it seems that he was careless.

"The Empress has no intention of blaming you. If the person is caught, he will interrogate who is the mastermind after the person in the house leaves. You must erase the fact that Madam Dai is the Wen Po." Xiaodie reminded.

"Yes, tell the Queen to reassure her that I will definitely do this!" Song Qisheng looked full of self-blame.

Xiaodie entered the house again, looked at the people inside, and gave Wenpo a wink. Wenpo immediately said, "Empress Dowager, the queen is weak, and should rest and feed Longzi."

After hearing this, the Empress Dowager smiled and said, "Yes! I just gave birth to a dragon son and I was seriously injured, I should rest well. Everyone will go back to their palaces and let the Queen have a good rest!"

Before everyone left, they congratulated each other again, and the Empress Dowager praised the two Stable Lady before leaving.

After everyone left, the eighth prince who had hidden himself came out and threatened the two wives again before handing over the two wives to Song Qisheng to take them away.

Ye Wange was afraid that the Eighth Prince's affairs would be exposed, so she asked Song Qisheng to send the two peaceful ladies out of the palace.

Ye Wange said to the Eighth Prince, "I have long discovered that Madam Dai is unreliable. She may be in the same group as the people who attacked Han Yue. I will give them to you for severe torture."

"Okay, you can rest first! Don't worry about anything, I'm there!" The Eighth Prince said to Ye Wange, who was full of fatigue.

Ye Wange nodded weakly, and the Eighth Prince ordered the small ruler to take the two slaves under the phoenix couch to the backyard.

The two slaves under the phoenix couch were dragged out and carried to the backyard. The two people were thrown into a abandoned house in the backyard like they were thrown to death.

"Wake them up!" the Eighth Prince ordered.

The little ruler immediately went to prepare cold water. Before his feet stepped out of the door, the Eighth Prince ordered, "Buy a basin of carbon to get some salt and chili oil!"

The little ruler felt his scalp numb when he heard this. He glanced at the smile in the black eyes of the Eighth Prince. The little ruler shivered and immediately followed the eighth Prince's instructions.

The Queen's happy event that she gave birth to Long Zi was immediately spread, and everyone in the court and the country knew that Long Zi had been longing for was born.

At the moment when the prince was born, Nangong Ao, who was far away from the border, was fighting with Nan Zhao's army.

The charge drum sounded, and Nangong Ao rushed towards the enemy with one horse first. The brave and supreme emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty was agile and skillful spear, and he was able to play with his hands. He picked the enemy's deputy commander and rushed straight to the main general.

Nan Zhao's formation had long been broken, and now the deputy commander was picked by Nangong Ao's spear again, and the morale of the army was immediately disintegrated, and the chief general immediately ordered the gong to withdraw the troops.

The drum beats and the gongs are ringing. The army of Nanzhao jumped in with its head. The army of Northern Tang took advantage of the prosperity to pursue it. The emperor, a general, shocked the scene. The army of Northern Tang was in a high momentum and pursued the defeated army of Southern Tang.

The Nanzhao army was blocked in the valley and there were not even a single reinforcement, so they had to throw down their weapons and surrender.

When the Northern Tang Dynasty was victorious, all the soldiers shouted, "My emperor is brave!"

Nangong Ao sat on the tall horse with an arrogant look and waved to the cheering soldiers.

After the army won, Nangong Ao immediately ordered a two-day rest and camp to return to the court.

Qin Hua looked at Nangong Ao with tears in her eyes, "Master, finally won!"

Nangong Ao was extremely excited and reached out to hold Qin Hua and turned around. Qin Hua held Nangong Ao's two powerful arms tightly with both hands.

"Hua'er, I can finally go back to the court!" Nangong Ao put down the squid flower and said happily.

Qinhua's eyes were filled with tears, "Yes, I can return to the palace safely with the emperor."

Nangong Ao and Qinhua joined hands into the tent. As soon as they sat down, they heard Zhang Fugui shouting outside the tent, "Your Majesty, what a great joy!"

The Northern Tang army won a great victory, and this was a great joy. Nangong Ao didn't know what great joy Zhang Fugui had to report. He was in a good mood and his usual majestic voice became happy, "Repay!"

Zhang Fugui said excitedly, "Emperor, I received a letter from Feige, and the queen gave birth to a dragon son!"

When Nangong Ao heard this, he jumped up happily, "I'm so happy!"

Qin Hua also happily congratulated, "Congratulations to the Emperor, congratulations to the Emperor for his good harvest of the Dragon Son."

"Hahaha!" Nangong Ao laughed happily.

The queen gave birth to a dragon son, the emperor defeated Nan Zhao's army, and asked Nan Zhao to write a surrender book. The Northern Tang Kingdom came to the court and the countryside, and they were in a sea of ​​joy.

In the abandoned house in the backyard of Funing Palace, Madam Dai and Xiaofeng were awakened by a basin of cold water. There was a stove in front of her. The fire was burning with a pack of salt and a pot of pepper water beside her. Madam Dai was an old man in the palace. When she saw this, she knew something was wrong.

Xiao Feng was shocked and his eyes were about to fall out. The Eighth Prince looked at the person in front of him and asked, "Who asked you to murder the Queen?"

Madam Dai is a personal genius. After hearing the Eighth Prince’s question, she immediately defended herself, “Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. The Empress is having difficulty giving birth, and the old slave is about to reach into the fetal grinding position!”

"Hmph" The Eighth Prince snorted coldly from his nose and said to the small ruler, "Does the soldering iron in the stove burn red?"

"Yes." The small ruler immediately took out the red soldering iron from the stove, and then reached out to pour a drop of water on it. The soldering iron immediately burst into smoke.

"Did you say it yourself, nanny? Or did you let the iron remind nanny?" The Eighth Prince said slowly, but there was a strong murderous aura in his tone.

"Misunderstanding!" Madam Dai said stubbornly that it was a misunderstanding, and she looked arrogant and even more arrogant than to admit it even if she beat her to death.

The Eighth Prince raised his chin and signaled the small ruler to take action. He stood in front of Aunt Dai with the small ruler of the soldering iron. The soldering iron, which was not soft, was placed on Aunt Dai's tender cheek.

After a "chi" sound, there was a "ah" scream, and the sound of flesh thorns being scalded.

Xiaofeng, who was standing beside her, shrank into a ball in fear, and looked at Madam Dai who was spinning like a loach on the side with a soldering iron.

"You said!" The Eighth Prince pointed at Xiaofeng with a fan.
Chapter completed!