Azi snuggled into the man's arms, clinging to him dependently, gently burying her head in his hands. Di Jingcheng held her tightly in his arms, nuzzling her forehead, his voice gentle: "Baby, these are all small things, don't worry about them."

"My darling has worked so hard for me for so long, giving birth to such a lovely little baby. Of course, my husband cherishes him dearly. Darling, because I love you so much, everything about you makes me feel happy."

Azi listened intently with her eyes closed, her unease slowly subsiding. Then, as if remembering something, she tightened her grip on his waist: "Then... do you think I looked particularly ugly when I gave birth?" Her tone carried a hint of unease, because she felt that she must have looked terribly ugly during childbirth, given how much pain she endured!

Upon hearing this, Di Jingcheng feigned annoyance and lightly smacked her bottom, though with no force whatsoever: "Your husband just said that, and you've already forgotten, darling. If your husband were that kind of person, would Azi still love me? Would she still be willing to have my child?"

Azi gently shook her head, a gesture that seemed both affirmative and negative, and moved, she kept snuggling into his arms: "I love my Acheng the most, Acheng, you are so good."

Di Jingcheng gently kissed her forehead, his tenderness and affection indescribable. His eyes were soft, and his heart was only for the little woman in his arms.

The two chatted casually, but Azi, still not fully recovered, soon fell asleep. Di Jingcheng held her as she lay there, watching over her, afraid that she would be frightened and uneasy if she didn't see him when she opened her eyes.

Azi didn't open her eyes until dinner time. Di Jingcheng was wiping her body and cleaning her up. She buried her face in the blanket, still a little shy.

When she woke up, she felt much better, but her chest felt heavy and swollen, as if she had milk. Di Jingcheng helped her sit up against the headboard and watched her stare at her chest with curiosity for a long time. When his gaze moved down, his precious breasts seemed to be even fuller than before.

Azi reached out and gently touched it. Her breasts were engorged and she was very uncomfortable. She pouted and looked at the man: "Acheng, it's so engorged."

Di Jingcheng had been abstaining for a long time, and he couldn't take his eyes off Azi's ample bosom. His eyes were practically gleaming with desire. Azi blushed and gently nudged him, saying, "Cheng, bring the baby over here. I'm breastfeeding him; I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable."

Di Jingcheng bent down and held her in his arms, closing his eyes and gently inhaling her fragrance, his voice hoarse: "Baby, Chu'er has been fed by a wet nurse, so she should be used to her milk."

Ah Zi's soft voice was tinged with discomfort: "But, I feel so uncomfortable."

Di Jingcheng whispered a few words in her ear, and A Zi's already blushing cheeks turned even redder. Her small hands, filled with embarrassment and annoyance, lightly slapped the shameless man: "You...you don't even spare me from this, it's so embarrassing!"

"My darling, I'm just helping you lighten your load! Aren't you eating enough?"

Azi felt too ashamed to look at him, and didn't want to listen to him anymore. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, and she turned her face away unnaturally, stammering, "Then be gentle."

Di Jingcheng looked up, his face beaming with desire. He gently undid the clothes of the beautiful woman beneath him; he had long coveted her. Her rosy, radiant skin was so white it made him feel hot and bothered. Azi felt incredibly embarrassed; why was this man being so lingering, nibbling and biting at her neck and shoulders?

Finally, a tingling, itchy sensation spread throughout her body, and Azi closed her eyes and hugged his head. Half an hour later, Di Jingcheng finally got up, satisfied, and, still savoring the moment, tidied Azi's clothes.

Ah Zi, her face flushed, nestled in his arms, and no longer felt bloated.

"I'm hungry," she said shyly, her voice barely audible.

"Is your baby still growing?" Di Jingcheng asked with a serious expression of concern. Azi simply didn't want to talk to him anymore, angrily turning her face away and ignoring him with a soft snort.

"Alright, alright, let's have our meal first." He laughed happily, licking his lips, seemingly still wanting more.

"Serve the meal!" Emperor Jingcheng called out loudly. Qinghe and Zheng He, who were outside, quickly led the palace servants who were already prepared to enter in an orderly manner. They had been waiting for a while, but dared not come in to disturb them.

Everyone bowed their heads, set out the food, and hurriedly left with their heads down.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Emperor Jingcheng began feeding his beloved little empress. Azi's bright eyes followed the man's figure as she happily ate the food he fed her. As she ate, she noticed something on the man's clothes... Her cheerful chewing movements stiffened, and her face turned bright red. All those palace servants who had just come in must have seen something, because they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Oh! How embarrassing!

Di Jingcheng noticed her gaze, held the bowl, looked down at his chest, and chuckled softly, "Is my darling shy?"

Azi reached out and covered his mouth, shouting, "You still dare to talk!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. But don't worry, honey, they didn't see anything and wouldn't dare to look around."

"Hmm..." Azi responded softly, then quickly changed the subject: "Acheng, you should eat more too, aren't you hungry?"

As soon as she said that, Azi regretted it! But Di Jingcheng didn't dwell on the matter. He picked up some food and chewed it with relish.

"Don't worry, my darling, your husband is eating. Come on, you should eat more."

Azi had recovered from her earlier embarrassment and looked at the man's caring demeanor, putting on a natural and sweet smile as she ate. Di Jingcheng's eyes were deep and unfathomable; Azi was easily embarrassed, so he naturally couldn't hold a grudge.

His gaze shifted downwards; it just meant that from now on, he would be solely responsible for feeding his son. The thought alone made him happy!

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