While Wu was tense at home and relaxed at home, and was secretly preparing troops, the atmosphere in the inner courtyard of the Feng Mansion in Chang'an became increasingly tense.

The right lady is about to give birth.

The delivery time will not be beyond the end of February.

It seems that there are only a few days left in February.

Mrs. Right's belly has been stretched to the limit. Sometimes when Feng Duhu sees the thin layer of belly on her belly, he is worried that it will burst.

However, the Lord acted like a normal person all day long.

The mouth is not idle, and the legs are not idle either.

With a big belly, smelling the fragrance of flowers outside the window, and listening to the chirping of birds outside the window, I suddenly had the idea to go out for a spring outing in the city.

"Please calm down!"

Feng Duhu hugged one of her legs and was kneading it carefully to help Mrs. Right to clear up the blood.

Pregnant women have a big belly and poor body fluid circulation, which makes them prone to edema, especially in the lower limbs.

The Feng family has a great business, and there are a lot of maids and maids who are proficient in massage.

Rough men like Feng Duhu came from the battlefield and had poor control over their strength, so they could easily pinch people.

But Madam You likes to boss him around.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and pregnant women are the biggest.

Besides, whether it is Mrs. Zuo or Mrs. Right, they have little experience with their first child, and they often cannot control their temper at that time.

With experience later, I can eat regularly, exercise appropriately, and at the same time maintain a calm mind.

According to the medical school, this is not only good for pregnant women, but also good for the baby in the belly.

Mrs. Right is pregnant this time, and although she occasionally shows off her temper, overall her temper has not changed much.

For example, right now, watching Feng Duhu rubbing her calves, Mrs. Right feels very satisfied.

"The baby was born just these days, and now you are planning to go out of town for a spring break? Not to mention riding in a carriage, even if someone carries you, I'm afraid of jolting you."

Feng Duhu glared at her, let go of the calf in his hand, then pulled the other leg and continued to knead it.

"If you go out of town now, your family may even have to follow you out of the city to the delivery room."

The right lady kicked her legs dissatisfied: "That's an exaggeration."

"Exaggeration?" Feng Duhu snorted, raised his head and glanced sideways at Madam Right, "Aren't you afraid that halfway through, the baby in your belly will suddenly want to come out and meet his parents?"

Looking at Feng Duhu who was kneading her hard, Mrs. Right smiled:

"Okay then, listen to Alang."

In fact, she was just being petty and playing tricks on Feng Duhu.

"It's such a beautiful spring scenery," Mrs. Right pointed outside, "If you don't leave Neng City, you can always go to the yard and have a look, right?"

Looking at Mrs. Right who was still unwilling to calm down at this time, Feng Duhu knew that he could not stop her and felt helpless:

"Then be careful."

Put her leg down, then remove the other leg from the stool, and then carefully lift her up.

The right lady screamed, and with the help of Feng Duhu, she stood up breathlessly.

My belly is so big that I need help not just walking, but even turning over at night.

Feng Duhu supported Madam Right as if he was holding a fragile treasure, even blinking he would turn a blind eye.

Although this was not the first time she had seen him like this, the corners of Madam Right's mouth still curled up slightly, and she felt very worried.

The small actions this man revealed unintentionally always made her feel that it was worthwhile for her to give birth to his child.

After walking a few steps in the yard, Mrs. Right couldn't walk anymore and found a place to sit down.

"Is it uncomfortable? Why don't you go back and lie down if you don't want to take a breath?"

Feng Duhu saw that Mrs. Right had some difficulty even sitting in a normal posture. She always subconsciously leaned her upper body back and pushed her belly out, as if this would save more effort.

He was so tired for her in his heart.

The right lady nodded and stretched her hand to the side to support her. Unexpectedly, she failed to hold on and almost tilted her body.

Fortunately, Feng Duhu had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly supported her.

The right lady leaned against Feng Duhu and remained motionless.

"Are you okay?"

The right lady rolled her eyes and said nothing.

After a while he said:

"Something seems not right..."

"What's the matter?"

"It flowed out..."

"What leaked out?" Although Feng Duhu didn't know what Mrs. Right was talking about, his heart skipped a beat inexplicably.

The right lady blinked her eyes and motioned for him to look down. At the same time, she pressed her big belly with one hand, her face a little painful:

"The child seems to be obedient. What were you talking about in the room just now? Come on!"

"Someone! Come quickly!"

Feng Duhu's slightly sad roar sounded in the courtyard.

"Quickly, help Madam to the delivery room, Madam is about to give birth!"

Following Feng Duhu's roar, the entire backyard of Zhongduhu Mansion began to enter a busy and tense state.

Aiming at the possibility of Mrs. Right giving birth, the midwifery doctors and nurses of the Central Protectorate have already made countless preparations.

Not to mention that Mrs. Right's delivery date was originally within these days, and they took turns waiting day and night.

Several sturdy maids put the moaning right lady on the couch and walked to the delivery room at full speed.

Feng Duhu followed behind, almost having to jog to keep up.

After entering the delivery room, the right lady's screams of pain were muted, probably because the delivery doctor was taking over.

Mrs. Zuo rushed over from the official office of the former government and saw Feng Duhu guarding outside the delivery room:

"here we go?"

Feng Duhu nodded. Although this was not his first child, nor was it his first time waiting for his wife to give birth in the delivery room, there was still some unconcealable anxiety on his face at this time.

"I just went to the backyard for a walk, but before I could sit firmly, the water came out."

As he said this, he took a few steps back and forth feeling a little guilty:

"My fault, she shouldn't have been allowed to go out at this time."

Mrs. Zuo frowned and looked towards the delivery room:

"What did the doctor say?"

Probably because they overheard the conversation outside, Mrs. Right seemed to have said something, and the medical worker inside raised his voice:

"Madam, this is a normal labor. Please don't worry, the governor will protect you."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zuo breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Feng Duhu angrily.

She thought something had really happened.

"I'm just telling you, I've just been here for the past few days and the medical staff have been watching me. What can happen? Let's go and wait inside first."

Next door to the delivery room, there is a waiting room specially built.

There is a wall separating the two, and there is an inner door connecting them.

However, the inner door was naturally closed at this time.

In the reception room, you can hear the sounds in the delivery room more clearly.

In addition to the occasional moans from the right lady, the orders from the medical workers were mostly heard.

Although it was not the first time to wait outside the delivery room, giving birth was a big event, so Feng Duhu still couldn't control his emotions.

Seeing Feng Duhu trying to calm down his mood, Mrs. Zuo smiled and said nothing.

Speaking of which, it seems that Alang was not present when the famous wives and concubines in the Feng family gave birth to their first child.

The flower lady, who has no status, is the only exception.

Thinking back to when I gave birth to Ah Shun, Ah Lang was waiting outside, and he seemed to be at the same loss?

It seems that he was reprimanded by the medical staff at that time?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zuo couldn't help but smile.

"Xijun, why are you laughing?"
To be continued...