Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

"Husband, don't come in..."

As soon as Chen An walked to the door of the room and was about to open it, Song Huaying's begging voice came from inside, and the voice sounded weak.

He was puzzled by this and said, "Ying'er, what's the matter?"

"Husband, when a woman gives birth, she will become very ugly. I don't want my husband to see..."

"It's okay, Ying'er, no matter what you become, your image in my husband's mind is as beautiful as ever."

"Husband, please don't come in, let Ying'er be self-willed for a while..."

Song Huaying's voice was full of pleading.

She has always been an exquisite daughter of a family in front of her husband.

Even when she was on the bed, her ladylike demeanor was unambiguous at all, and she would maintain her proper posture.

She really didn't want her ugly appearance when she gave birth to be seen by her husband, for fear of affecting her perfect image in his mind.

Seeing the little wife's insistence, Chen An could only helplessly say: "Well, well, I listen to Ying'er, if my husband doesn't go in, I will stay with Ying'er outside the door because of my husband."

"Thank you husband..."

Song Huaying's grateful voice came from the room.

Soon after, Wen Zhiyun's voice full of the charm of a young woman came.

"Sister Ying'er."

"Come on, let's start."

"one."

"two."

"three."

"Strength!"

"Ah! It hurts—"

Under Wen Zhiyun's command, Song Huaying worked hard again and again to deliver the child in her womb.

Since it was primipara, the delivery process was not smooth.

It is always difficult for the child to come out.

During this period, Song Huaying cried out in pain several times, hearing Chen An outside hesitating and feeling uneasy.

"Sister Yueer, come in and help me!"

Wen Zhiyun's intellectual voice came from the room again.

Gu Xinyue responded, and immediately opened the door and walked in.

Chen An wanted to follow in to see the situation, but in the end he stopped, keeping the promise he had just made to Xiaojiao's wife.

"one."

"two."

"three."

"Strength!"

"Wen Sister Wen, it hurts so much!"

"Ah! It hurts—"

The sound of pain in the room came intermittently.

Chen An leaned against the door, his whole heart was hanging and unable to let go.

He was very worried about the safety of his little wife.

Because there is no caesarean section in the previous life, it is very common for ordinary women to die during childbirth.

In such a hurry, he paced back and forth outside the door.

An hour later.

There was a cry of a baby in the room.

"Whoa... whoa... whoa!"

The sound is crisp and full of vitality.

Hearing the baby's cry, Chen An couldn't wait any longer, and immediately pushed the door open, eager to see his baby.

Seeing him coming in, Song Huaying looked a little sad and said:

"Husband, it's useless to be a couple. I couldn't give birth to a fat son for my husband."

"What's wrong with the child?"

Chen An nervously ran up to Wen Zhiyun, and checked the baby in her arms with her spiritual sense.

It's a baby girl, she's in good health, and there's nothing wrong with it.

Moreover, there are spiritual roots.

Although it is just a miscellaneous spiritual root and has no potential, it is still much stronger than a mortal body.

"Ying'er, what happened to the child?"

Chen An looked at Song Huaying on the bed in puzzlement and asked.

Song Huaying's face was pale, and she apologized to her husband in a weak voice:

"I'm sorry, husband, but Ying'er is useless. When Ying'er recovers, I will give birth to a fat son for my husband in the next year to carry on the family line."

Hearing the four characters of inheriting the family, Chen An understood.

The dare-love little wife felt uneasy because she failed to give birth to a son, and had to apologize to her husband.

It seems that the background of the world of cultivating immortals is no different from that of ancient times.

In particular, the concept of patriarchy is vividly displayed in the common world.

thinking.

Chen An hugged his newborn daughter from Wen Zhiyun's hand, came to the bedside and sat down beside Song Huaying, looked at her with joy and said:

"Daughter is good. As a husband, I like daughters. One is not enough. It is best to have a few more daughters."

"Husband..."

Song Huaying was so moved that her heart almost melted.

When she just learned that she gave birth to a daughter, she was still worried that she would be rejected by her husband.

Unexpectedly, the husband didn't care whether it was a man or a woman at all.

She felt that her husband must love her so much that it doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman. Being able to marry such a husband is a blessing she has cultivated in several lifetimes.

[You did not dislike his wife Song Huaying who gave birth to a daughter, Song Huaying was extremely touched, the relationship between husband and wife +1+3+1+4+5+2+0...]

[Your wife Song Huaying gave birth to a daughter for you, and took the first step on the road of spreading branches and leaves, and the reward spell "Sleep Aid\