Gu Pengyou was comforting him on the side.
"Yes, husband should be done soon, donāt worry."
Luan Ying also spoke at this moment.
Although she said this, her expression was even more anxious than Chen Xuanās.
"Hmm!"
Chen Xuan nodded; with XināEr inside, there should be no problem.
Previously, he also wanted to go in, but he was refused by Lan MengāEr, afraid heād see the embarrassing side of childbirth.
She didnāt want that.
Even though Chen Xuan said he didnāt mind these things.
But Lan MengāEr, who was in extreme pain, remained very determined.
In any case, she would not let him in.
Unable to do anything, Chen Xuan had to comply with her wishes in the end.
However, he left several strands of Spiritual Power in the room, so he still knew the situation inside clearly.
At this moment, Lan MengāErās face was deathly pale.
In the room, the firewood was boiling water, her foreheadās hair was soaked and dried countless times.
"Madam, keep pushing, itāll be out soon."
The midwife shouted from the side.
And Ning Xin tightly held Lan MengāErās hand.
"Ah~~~"
This cry nearly used up all her strength, leaving a deep red mark on Ning Xinās hand.
If her strength were just a little weaker, her hand wouldāve been gone.
"Ah...."
A loud cry finally rang out.
"Itās born, itās born, itās the Little Prince!"
The midwife congratulated loudly.
Outside!
After hearing the babyās cry, Chen Xuan finally felt relieved.
Unable to wait any longer, he instantly entered the room.
He rushed to Lan MengāErās bedside, held her hand, and seeing her pale lips, felt extreme sympathy, "Youāve worked hard!"
"Not hard, I am very happy!"
Lan MengāEr smiled happily, even though she didnāt have much strength left, she still managed a smile.
"Husband, let MengāEr see!"
Ning Xin brought the swaddled baby to the bedside, bending down to let Lan MengāEr see as well.
"Looks like you!"
Lan MengāEr looked at the child and then at Chen Xuan.
"Hehe!"
Chen Xuan chuckled; itās hard to tell at such a young age.
"By the way husband, do you want to see the Martial Dao talent of our Princeās Mansionās Little Prince?"
Ning Xin asked.
At this time, Lan MengāEr, having regained a little strength, also lightly lifted her head, "Yes, husband, take a look."
At this time, the other ladies also gathered around, each curiously looking at the Little Prince of Prince Xuanās Mansion.
"Yes, husband, quickly take a look. Iāll teach him Spiritual Power cultivation in the future."
Luan Ying also chimed in, and even reached out a finger to touch his small hand.
"So soft, so tender!"
She said in excitement.
"Pa!"
Ning Xin swatted away her hand which was about to touch again, "Donāt be so grabby!"
"Alright, quickly take a look. Weāre all waiting for you!"
Ning Xin looked at Chen Xuan, urging.
"Alright, Iāll take a look!"
Then he released a touch of Spiritual Power, cautiously entering āLao Qiāsā body.
"Hmm!"
Chen Xuan let out a small sound of surprise.
This feeling... is a Spirit Body.
This boy unexpectedly inherited his Spirit Body!
But this sound of surprise made the ladies instantly anxious, especially Lan MengāEr, who couldnāt help but immediately ask, "Whatās wrong? Husband, is there a problem?"
Chen Xuan withdrew his Spiritual Power.
Seeing their anxiety, particularly feeling like Lan MengāEr was about to cry, he immediately smiled and said, "Itās nothing, itās very good, no need to be so nervous!"
"He..."
Chen Xuan stroked Lao Qiās chubby little face, "is also a Martial Dao prodigy!"
"Really?"
Lan MengāEr was overjoyed, but the next moment, she burst into tears.
She felt heaven had treated her too well, marrying Chen Xuan and having a son who was also a Martial Dao prodigy.
"Alright, alright, heās a prodigy! Itās something to be happy about!"
Ning Xin hugged her, then asked Chen Xuan, "Is the name decided yet?"