"I was wrong about you. I'm sorry." Jian Ning put her arm around his shoulders and smiled softly, coaxing him. "Tell me, what good name have you thought of for the child?"

Ding Youtian snorted in frustration, which spoiled her mood and he lost interest in talking.

"You're ignoring me, aren't you?" Jane Ning pretended to pinch the inside of his elbow. He was so startled that he sat up, crossed his arms, and glared at Jane Ning. "This hurts, don't mess around."

"Then tell me quickly, or I'll pinch you to death!" Under the light, Jian Ning glanced at him sideways, her eyes, which seemed to be filled with both joy and anger, were indescribably charming. Ding Youtian's heart moved, and he grinned again.

"I pinched me and I'm angry. You'll suffer the consequences!" He smiled, but he still tried to make amends with a snarky tone. "From now on, your husband will set some rules for you. You can't touch me. A woman should behave like a woman. From tomorrow on, learn the Three Obediences and Four Virtues and don't be lazy or idle."

"I think you can't tell the difference between the big and small kings. You can talk or not, but I won't listen." Jian Ning leaned over and was about to fall down. He hurriedly laughed and pulled her shoulders again. "Look at you, when have you been so stubborn? This is so boring. Isn't it okay for me to say it?"

"Just say it, don't waste time." Jian Ning said angrily, "What's the three obediences and four virtues? What husband is like you? I'm still pregnant and you're already mad at me. If you get mad to death, it'll be a double death. You won't be able to find peace of mind for the rest of your life."

"Don't worry, if you're mad to death, I'll just tell you to marry someone else and you'll be able to come back to life." Ding Youtian said as he tickled her, and she burst out laughing.

After laughing for a while, Jian Ning sat up, gathered her beautiful hair, and asked him with a sidelong glance, "What name did you come up with? Tell me quickly."

Ding Youtian embraced her, smoothed her hair with his right hand, and then stroked her swollen belly. "This is what I think. With land, crops can grow in the ground. Ripe wheat ears don't hold their heads high. The more and fuller the ears are, the more humbly they hang their heads. Now that we are powerful, we should do the same."

Jian Ning nodded involuntarily. A tall tree attracts the wind, but only when one is in a position of power can one get practical things done. She also thought that after the child was born and grew up, she would promote Western medicine in Yanchao, set up a medical office, and lead people to research and develop Western medicines.

If you want to accomplish these things better, how can you achieve it if you don’t have power?

Most women in ancient times lived a very difficult life, whether they were commoners or illegitimate daughters of wealthy families, such as Yunniang and Min. If there was someone who could teach them a skill, they would not have to rely on men in the future and could make a living by practicing medicine.

Only when economic independence is achieved can spiritual independence gradually follow, and a woman's life can be better. She leaned her head on Ding Youtian's shoulder, and he hugged her tightly. "So I thought about naming the child Ding Zhiqian? It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. "

"Bao'er and the others all have single-character names. Remove the 'zhi' and call him Ding Qian." Jian Ning rubbed her head against his shoulder. "Don't let your child feel special and different from his brothers and sisters from the moment he's born. If he develops a sense of superiority and becomes arrogant and spoiled, he'll only betray the word 'qian'."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Our child will be named Ding Qian." As Ding Youtian finished speaking, the fetus in Jian Ning's belly flicked his right palm. He sat up with joy. "Madam, our child seems to like this name. He just moved and moved, and he was very happy!"

Jane Ning is almost seven months pregnant. The fetus has already started moving, and every movement makes her very happy.

Growing a little life in the womb is a wonderful and magical process. Feeling the little life's growth and breathing with it every day makes Jane Ning feel that she is closely connected with the fetus in the womb, thus giving rise to a cherishment and awe for life.

Every time the fetus moved, she would think of her parents in her previous life in addition to her joy. Occasionally, she would also think of Mrs. Meng and Old Ding. She really couldn't understand why they were so indifferent to the life they had given birth to.

She couldn't help but ask Ding Youtian.

"Why wouldn't that be so hard to understand?" Ding Youtian said. "You can only have one child. They wanted a boy, but fate didn't grant their wish, and life isn't going their way. It's natural for them to grow tired of their child over time. As for my parents, they have so many children at home that they'd have five fingers of varying lengths. Naturally, they'd prefer the one who's easier to take care of and more productive. For example, among our children, doesn't Madam prefer Bao'er and Big Sister right now?"

"Nonsense!" Jian Ning bumped into him with her shoulder. "I like them all. What's wrong with Jia Jia and Yao Yao? Don't take me into your side if you're biased. I'm not the same as you."

"Then dare you tell me, after our child is born, can you treat us equally?" Ding Youtian smiled, his gaze fell on Jian Ning's eyes, as if he wanted to see into her heart through her eyes.

Jane Ning met his gaze, thought about it seriously, and did not rush to answer.

If she were to ask herself honestly, she was already filled with anticipation even before the child was born. Even though Dabao and the other four were also born to her biological sister, the lives she created were always different; she couldn't lie to herself about that.

However, Ding Youtian's question reminded her, "Don't worry. We have Dajun's experience as a lesson. Besides, we've been walking hand in hand with our four children for the past few years. Jiajia and Yaoyao have always been with us. I've always considered them my own children. It's only natural that you said that in the future. Whoever is more obedient and less troublesome will be loved more by their parents. All parents in the world are like this, and I am no exception."

"If I devote all my heart to Ding Qian in the future, please remember to give me some advice."

Ding Youtian smiled, took her hands and clasped them in his own. "I know the kind of person my wife is, and I never suspect anything else. How could I be worried? When you woke up this morning, you said your legs were swollen and uncomfortable. Lie down and let me rub them for you."

Jian Ning lay down as she was told. Under her guidance, Ding Youtian became quite skilled in massage, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

When Jian Ning gave birth, she gave birth to a boy. Before she gave birth, Ah Man brought the midwife she hired to live with her. Princess Pingnan also hired a midwife. Her delivery was quite grand. Yang Jinyu and Qiao Feng were both on standby outside, and the whole house was filled with people.

Jian Ning didn't suffer any pain from the onset of the attack to the birth of the baby. Less than half an hour later, the sound of a baby crying could be heard from the inner room. After Yin Po had taken care of the baby, she happily carried it out and said, "Congratulations, my lord! Your wife has given birth to a little boy. Both mother and child are safe!"

Ding Youtian held the baby in his arms and said, "You look a lot like Bao'er when he was little. Bao'er, come and see him." He held the newborn baby in his arms and nudged his elbow towards Dabao, beaming with joy. "After Yinpo, you were the first one Daddy held in his arms when you were born, and you looked just like him."

Dabao said in a very conscientious manner, "Let me see."