"Your Majesty…"
Concubine Yu cried out in pain. Jiang Che stood by her side, trembling. He gritted his teeth and said, "Come and teach me how to deliver a baby!"
He was a martial artist. Even though his true qi had been absorbed by the fetus, the strength of his flesh and blood was not something ordinary people could compare to.
Hearing this, the midwives immediately stepped forward.
Rumble—
Thunder exploded, and more and more thunderclouds enveloped the sky above Jingcheng. It became more and more oppressive and terrifying.
Everyone in the courtyard stood up. Ji Wujun's expression changed and she whispered, "There has never been such a phenomenon even in the birth of the Divine Body of the Sacred Dynasty…"
Bai Qi cried out, "The little devil is about to be born. What Divine Body of the Sacred Dynasty? Can it compare to Master's bloodline?"
