After Azi and Di Jingcheng got married, their feelings for each other only grew stronger, and they were as sweet as newlyweds every day.

Two months after their marriage, Di Jinghan was found to be pregnant. After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a lovely daughter, who now has a playmate of the same age as her one-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Chu'er. Chu'er can already run around everywhere, but she still falls to the ground from time to time. A'Zi always picks her up and gently comforts her with heartache.

However, Di Jingcheng, as the father, felt that falling a few times was no big deal, after all, children grow up falling down! So every time A Zi held Chu'er, who was crying so hard she could hardly breathe, and tried to comfort her, Di Jingcheng would pick the child up and put him on the ground, and warn him not to cry anymore!

Ah Zi found it strange; the child would cry terribly in her arms, but when she was in Di Jingcheng's hands, she wouldn't dare to breathe. Sure enough, after Di Jingcheng put her on the ground and gave her a warning, Chu'er dared not cry anymore, only giving her a pitiful look.

"Baby, did you see that? This little rascal is just being a brat on purpose. He didn't even get a scratch, he just fell on his bottom and he's crying like this." Di Jingcheng hugged his beloved empress and looked at the little prince on the ground, who was looking at them with a pitiful expression.

Azi was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to see Chu'er wronged, so she pushed Di Jingcheng with dissatisfaction: "Alright, stop talking. Chu'er is not even two years old yet. Why are you being so strict?"

Di Jingcheng disagreed: "When your husband was my age, my father had already taken me into the Imperial Study, and I could understand some of what the ministers were saying."

Azi stared at him intently: "Really? A little over a year old, and he can understand those old-fashioned words?"

Di Jingcheng sensed his darling's doubt and complained angrily, "Does Azi not believe her husband? This brat is just a little slow, but I'm very smart, and he didn't inherit any of that."

Azi looked away from her son and cried, then said thoughtfully, "My son inherited my intelligence; he's not as clever as His Majesty the Emperor."

Di Jingcheng quickly apologized: "Honey, what I meant was that this brat shouldn't be spoiled. I didn't mean you're not smart! I was wrong!"

Azi smiled. She wasn't angry. Why was this man so nervous? She took two steps forward, picked up Chu'er, and admired her son's handsome face, feeling extremely comfortable.

“My son looks like me, he’s handsome.” Azi affectionately nuzzled Chu’er’s little face, and all the little prince’s grievances vanished. He happily hugged his mother’s neck, and his bright, dark eyes glanced at his father, as if to say, “Father, you see, Mother loves me the most!”

Emperor Jingcheng stepped forward and embraced the mother and son. He first kissed his beloved empress's forehead and then kissed his precious son's cheek. He would never hold a grudge against his son. Why argue with a child? Both of them were his unique treasures.

As Chu'er grew up, she often received gifts from her maternal grandparents in the south. Yimeng and Ana would also frequently send letters and gifts, all of which were novelties not found in the palace, and Chu'er loved them dearly.

Two months after Azi and Di Jingcheng's wedding, Nalan Mingzhu and his group returned to their tribe, agreeing that Di Jingcheng would bring them over to celebrate the New Year every year. The Yi New Year is celebrated differently from the Central Plains New Year, so Nalan Mingzhu and his group would celebrate the Yi New Year before coming over.

The New Year has just passed, and Chu'er will soon be two years old. He has received new toys from his maternal grandparents, and he spends all day showing them off to his six-month-old cousin. Di Jinghan and Li Yannian's daughter is named Li Mingyu, and everyone calls her Xiaoyu'er. Chu'er also calls her Xiaoyu'er all the time, and he is very happy about it.

Di Jinghan often brought his daughter to stay at the palace, and the two children had playmates. Chu'er was very protective of his little cousin. He loved to run and climb, just to catch cicadas and butterflies for her. He would often give caterpillars as gifts to Xiao Yu'er, which would frighten the little girl into crying loudly. But when she saw a beautiful butterfly, she would laugh happily, grabbing Chu'er's sleeve and shaking it, refusing to let go.

As time went by, the two children grew up. Chu'er was three years old and Xiao Yu'er was one and a half years old. The older one ran in front and the younger one followed behind, with a group of palace servants running around behind them.

"Your Highness, Princess, slow down! Be careful not to fall!"

The Imperial Garden was filled with the joyful laughter of two children, while a group of palace servants were terrified! If anything happened to these two little devils, they wouldn't have enough heads to lose!

Recently, Azi often felt tired, but she thought it was because Di Jingcheng had made her too tired at night, so she didn't pay much attention. Di Jingcheng went to court early, and she lazily yawned. After finishing breakfast, her head was very dizzy, and she didn't want to go back to sleep.

"Qinghe, where is Chu'er?"

Qinghe chuckled as she recalled the Crown Prince's mischievous nature: "Your Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince runs around the palace with the little princess every day! The palace maids and servants are keeping a close eye on him."

Azi nodded: "I'm a little dizzy from sleeping. Let's help you up and go for a walk. We'll take some food and go check on the two children."

"It is Your Majesty."

Azi walked slowly. It was early spring, the air was refreshing and not too hot. Stepping into the Imperial Garden, looking at the fresh greenery and colorful flowers, Azi felt much more relaxed.

"Do you know where the two children are?" Azi picked up a soft, exquisite silk handkerchief, covered her mouth, yawned, and her eyes were slightly moist and red.

"Your Highness, Zheng San said that His Highness the Crown Prince and the Little Princess are chasing butterflies in the Peony Garden!"

"Let it go."

The group slowly approached the peony garden, and before they even saw the two children, they could already hear their happy laughter.

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