My father, on horseback, is the empire's dragon commander; off horseback, he is the current prime minister. People call me the Young Prime Minister.
My father and I both feared being slau...
September 9th of the eleventh year of the reign of Emperor Zhishang.
The inner courtyard of the Right Prime Minister's residence was quiet, and the baby's cry that everyone was waiting for never came.
The hour of Chou (1-3 AM).
Yin hour (3-5 AM).
5:00 AM (卯时).
People waited in the inner courtyard, watching the sky change from black to gray, and from gray to white.
Gradually, a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone down.
Just then, Park Yoo-hee's voice came from inside the room again: "Quick, bring a few people in!"
It was Yang Cai'e's turn to go on shift, so she quickly led her people inside.
"Bring in a few more people!"
Upon hearing this, Donghua quickly led her people inside.
Another half hour passed.
Time gradually came to Chenshi (7-9 AM).
Sunlight has filled the courtyard.
At that moment, a sharp cry pierced the air, like sunlight cutting through the clouds, warming the hearts of everyone in the inner courtyard.
Mu Zhaojun and Zhao Huan exchanged a glance and let out a long sigh of relief.
inside the house.
Yuan Yun looked very weak. She gently held Park Yoo-hee's hand and said, "Yoo-hee... thank you for... thank you for your hard work..."
"Sister-in-law, don't say that." Park Yoo-hee, covered in sweat, held a baby in front of Yuan Yun and said with a smile, "Look, it's a son!"
Although the baby was premature, his face was chubby and he didn't look like he was underdeveloped.
Although his eyes were not open, his appearance was extremely similar to Zhao Cheng's.
Yuan Yun laughed and said, "Acheng guessed it right."
She wanted to sit up to see the child, and Yang Cai'e was about to help her when Park Yoo-hee stopped her.
"You can't sit down yet."
As she spoke, Park Yoo-hee squatted down and lowered the baby so that Yuan Yun could see it clearly.
Yuan Yun pointed a finger at the baby's face and said, "Changli, are you in such a hurry to come out and see your parents?"
The baby rubbed its face with its hands, a gesture that instantly softened Yuan Yun's heart. With a touch of regret, she said, "But it's a pity your father isn't here; he couldn't see you right after you were born..."
"Who said his father isn't here?!" Zhao Cheng pushed open the door and strode in, taking the baby from Park Yoo-hee's arms.
Park Yoo-hee was startled and said, "That's not how you hug someone! Don't hurt him!"
Zhao Cheng didn't care. He picked up his son and spun him around, laughing, "This is my son! My son! Hahaha, my son!"
Yuan Yun asked in surprise, "When did you get back?"
Zhao Cheng said, "I arrived this morning, but my mother wouldn't let me in."
As he spoke, Zhao Cheng gently pinched the baby's nose and said, "Looks like me, just like me! He's my own son, hahaha!!!"
Yuan Yun and Park Yoo-hee exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Zhao Cheng carried his son to the bedside, kissed Yuan Yun on the cheek, and said, "Wife, I love you."
Shi Minghua came in with Zhao Cheng. After seeing Zhao Cheng and Yuan Yun separate, he quickly went to Yuan Yun and took her pulse.
A moment later, Shi Minghua stood up and looked at Park Yoo-hee with an approving gaze.
"You're pregnant, you haven't disappointed me. If it weren't for you, things would have been very bad."
Zhao Cheng gave Park Yoo-hee a grateful look.
Shi Minghua walked up to Zhao Cheng, gently held the baby's hand, and carefully examined his body. She said, "The child looks fine, and his skin color is healthy, but he is premature after all. He must be well cared for and have a strong foundation, otherwise he will have problems when he grows up."
"My Right Prime Minister's residence has no worries about food or clothing; we can't spoil him!"
Zhao Cheng was overjoyed. He picked up his son and headed outside, saying, "Changli, go see your grandpa and grandma! And your older brother and sister!!"
Shi Minghua shouted sternly, "It's windy outside, come back!!"
Zhao Cheng quickly stopped and said to Shi Minghua with a forced smile, "Yes, yes, yes..."
Then he shouted outside, "Let DouDou and YingYing in!"
Mu Zhaojun and Zhao Huan then brought their families in.
Zhao Cheng squatted down, holding his son, and glanced at Dou Dou and Ying Ying alternately, saying, "Dou Dou, from now on your name will be Zhao Zhengpu. Ying Ying, from now on your name will be Zhao Yinghua."
As he spoke, Zhao Cheng glanced at his son and said, "His name is Zhao Changli. From now on, he will be your younger brother. Remember that?"
"I've got it!!"
“Zhao Zhengpu…” Park Yoo-hee murmured the name, and immediately understood Zhao Cheng’s good intentions, giving Zhao Cheng a grateful look.
Zhao Cheng then stood up, handed the child to Mu Zhaojun, and said with a smile, "Come on, see your grandma, let grandma hold you."
After the women gradually surrounded the child, Zhao Cheng was no longer needed.
Zhao Huan was in a good mood. After walking outside with Zhao Cheng, she took Zhao Cheng's arm and said, "You're going to be a father now. What are your thoughts?"
"I'm just envious," Zhao Cheng blurted out.
Zhao Huan asked doubtfully, "What are you envious of?"
Zhao Cheng said, "I envy my son; he was born a rich second-generation!"
Zhao Huan: "..."
“Aren’t you the same? You were born into a wealthy family too!” Zhao Huan frowned.
Zhao Cheng curled his lip and said, "Come on, compared to me, you were considered rich back then?"
Zhao Huan retorted, "Then you're also a second-generation official! A second-generation military officer!"
Zhao Cheng argued, "My son is a second-generation prince!"
Zhao Huan paused for a moment, then tossed her long hair and said, "Why are you arguing about this?!"
Like the father and son, Yang Taozhi didn't join the women in the fun; instead, she went into the courtyard.
After playing around with Zhao Yinghua and Zhao Zhengpu for a while, Zhao Yinghua ran to Zhao Cheng's side and hugged Zhao Cheng's leg tightly.
The little girl arrived in this unfamiliar place and wasn't very familiar with anyone else, only sticking to Zhao Cheng.
"Sister!" Zhao Cheng suddenly called out to Yang Taozhi.
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