Chapter 126 Extra Collection

【The birth of a little princess】

In September of the tenth year of Yongyan, Wen Wanyu gave birth to the little princess that both she and the emperor had been longing for.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" The two little guys were almost four years old. They kicked their short legs and lay beside Wen Wanyu crying, with snot and tears.

Wen Wanyu has always been personally involved in the care of Jingxu and Jingxin, the two little guys, so the two little guys are particularly attached to Wen Wanyu.

It was the first time they saw Wen Wanyu so weak and haggard, and they were all terrified.

Wen Wanyu patted the heads of the two little guys separately, "Mother is fine. Don't be afraid. Mother is just too tired."

"A kiss will make it stop hurting." Jing Xu and Jing Xin each came forward and kissed Wen Wanyu on the face.

Xie Junyao couldn't stand listening any longer, so he picked them up and walked out of the palace: "Don't disturb your mother's rest here."

Jing Xu was more obedient to his father and stayed in Xie Junyao's arms. But Jing Xin was making a fuss and refused to leave: "I want my mother, I want my mother."

Xie Junyao's face darkened: "Don't make trouble. If you do, you won't be allowed to eat dried fruit anymore."

When Jing Xin heard about dried fruit, she quieted down and blinked her bright eyes, "Then can we go see my sister?"

"Okay," Xie Junyao put them on the ground: "But you can't quarrel with my sister, and you can't touch my sister."

"good."

Xie Junyao brought the two little ones into the house. There were three or four wet nurses serving them in the house. The two little ones really walked lightly and gathered around the crib.

Jing Xin said in a low voice: "Why is my sister so small?"

"Because my sister was just born."

"When can my sister go play with us?"

"We'll have to wait another year or two."

"Ah, that's been so long."

"What's your sister's name?"

Xie Junyao hesitated and touched his nose. "Your mother said to name me Yuanyuan." Because I was round when I was born. He had tried to do that, but failed...

Jing Xin and Jing Xu said in unison: "It sounds better than ours." Jing Xin's nickname is Lazy and Jing Xu's nickname is Noisy.

Seeing their sister, Jing Xin and Jing Xin refused to leave, saying they would protect their sister. Xie Junyao gave a few instructions and returned to the bedroom.

Wen Wanyu heard footsteps and opened her eyes. "Why did the emperor take Lanlan and Chaochao away?"

"They are disturbing your rest here." Xie Junyao tucked her back.

Wen Wanyu snorted and laughed: "The emperor must be jealous."

Xie Junyao didn't deny it. The two children only clung to Wanwan. They weren't attached to him at all, and he spent a lot of time with them.

【The Childish Emperor】

Since Jingxu and Jingxin both learned to call "Mother Concubine" first, Xie Junyao felt very frustrated, so he was determined to make Yuanyuan call "Father Emperor" first.

When Yuanyuan was ten months old, Xie Junyao stayed by her side all day long, teaching her by calling her "Father" and "Father".

But Yuanyuan was even lazier than Jingshi and Jingxu. No matter what Xie Junyao did, she just wouldn't speak. Sometimes, when she got anxious, she would just babble in anger.

Xie Junyao tempted her with a round, red cherry, "How about calling me father? Father~Father~"

Yuanyuan held on to the chair and staggered to Xie Junyao's side, stretching out her white and tender lotus roots to grab the little cherry in his hand.

Xie Junyao refused to give it to her and coaxed her: "Call me father. If you call me father, I will give it to you."

After trying several times without success, Yuanyuan gave up. Wen Wanyu came out of the inner room and saw the disappointed Xie Junyao and Yuanyuan playing with the hydrangea by herself. She couldn't help laughing: "You haven't succeeded yet."

Xie Junyao snorted, "You try it."

"Just give it a try."

Wen Wanyu took a cherry and fed it to Yuanyuan's mouth, then kissed her chubby little face, "Yuanyuan, learn from your mother, mother~ mother~"

Yuanyuan stood up with the help of a chair: "Mom~"

Wen Wanyu looked at Xie Junyao proudly and said with a smile, "Impressive, right?"

Xie Junyao sighed, feeling distraught.

How childish, Wen Wanyu thought.

At night, the lights in Wangyou Palace went out early. Xie Junyao bullied Wen Wanyu over and over again.

Wen Wanyu was so upset that she told him the 'secret': "You should give the cherries to Yuanyuan first. Don't always hold the cherries and not give them to her."

The secret worked very well. The next day, Yuanyuan started calling "Father".

【Three Naughty Troublemakers】

Jing Xin and Jing Xu are true "sister-loving madmen." They give their sister whatever she wants. Whenever she cries, they rush to comfort her.

When Yuanyuan was one year old, and Jingxu and Jingxin were five years old,

Wen Wanyu was taking her to the bedroom for a nap, but when she woke up, she found that Yuanyuan was gone.

The servants all said they hadn't seen her, and she became very anxious. She turned the harem upside down, but still couldn't find Yuanyuan.

After Xie Junyao learned about it, he personally led people to look for it, searching up and down, inside and out, leaving no corner unsearched.

Later, Xie Junyao returned with his three children. Jingxu and Jingxin had secretly taken Yuanyuan away while Wen Wanyu was asleep. When asked why, they said they couldn't help but show off their little sister because she was so cute.

In the end, Jing Xu and Jing Xin were punished to stand for an hour.

When Yuanyuan was two years old, and Jingxu and Jingxin were six years old,

Jingxu and Jingxin took Yuanyuan to fly a kite. The string of Yuanyuan's cute butterfly kite broke and the butterfly kite flew away.

Yuanyuan burst into tears on the spot and couldn't stop crying. No matter who tried to comfort her, it was useless. She kept calling "Mother".

In desperation, Jingxu and Jingxin took Yuanyuan back to the palace to find their mother.

However, just as he arrived outside the bedroom, he was stopped by Aunt Bai Su. Jing Xu asked in confusion: "Aunt Bai Su, is my mother in the bedroom? Yuanyuan keeps crying and wants my mother."

Bai Su blushed and cleared his throat: "Fifth Prince, the Queen... is in trouble."

Then he squatted down to coax Yuanyuan, "Be good, Third Princess, don't cry, be good."

Jingxu muttered, "What's the matter, mother?" So while Bai Su was coaxing Yuanyuan and Li Dexian was distracted, he went to open the door. They wanted to stop him but it was too late.

"Fifth Prince!" Li Dexian almost screamed.

The curtains were lowered, and Jing Xu stamped his feet, "Mother, why are you still sleeping!"

There was also the emperor's dragon robe on the ground. "Hey, the emperor is sleeping too."

From within the closed curtains came the mother's slightly hoarse voice: "Lanlan, please leave first. Mother... has something to do. I'll come find you later."

Before Jingxu could respond, Li Dexian carried him out.

Wen Wanyu huddled down into the quilt behind the curtains. "It's all your fault. It's so embarrassing."

Xie Junyao chuckled.

(The author lacks life experience and cannot write much about the daily life of raising children ≥﹏≤)

【Homage to Song Qingxu】

The sky was dark and overcast as expected, gray and hazy, without a single ray of light, and filled with an inexplicable loneliness.

Wen Wanyu and Xie Junyao, dressed in common people's clothes, went to the north side of Nanshan together. Xie Junyao's eyes fell on the tombstone, and he immediately felt a little grateful.

He was extremely grateful to Song Qingxu for risking his life to save Wanwan.

As usual, Wen Wanyu took out two plates of cakes from the lunch box and placed them neatly in front of the tombstone. She also poured a glass of fruit wine in front of the tombstone.

Wen Wanyu smiled slightly and said, "Brother Qingxu, it's been a while since I last saw you. Let me introduce you, this is me... my husband, Xie Junyao. I'm doing well, and I hope you are too."

A breeze blew by, and a sycamore leaf happened to fall on Wen Wanyu's shoulder...

(I can’t think of a separate chapter about Song Qingxu, so I won’t write one.)