"Brother, I'm here."
Zhu Yu smiled, thinking to herself that she had just been trying to take over her postpartum care.
Lu Yucheng and the Duke of Zhenguo turned around: "Your Highness, where did you just go? Xiaoyun is so pregnant, she can't be left alone."
Li Feng boldly said, "Your Highness, the Prince has been with the Princess the whole time."
Lu Yucheng: "..." He didn't see it.
"Where's my third brother? Why isn't he here?"
"He is preparing for this year's provincial examination. This child is a natural scholar. He came first in the county examination last year, and he is very confident in preparing for this year's provincial examination."
This child at least didn't turn out badly. Of the three children born to Fang, only Lu Jinmi turned out to be deformed. But she also received her just deserts, living a life worse than death in the Xie family.
The maid behind him came over carrying a little bundle of flesh. It was his brother's child, who was one year and two months old. He opened his big, black grape-like eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment with curiosity.
The little one can already walk.
Zhu Yu looked at him curiously. Was this the same ugly little dumpling his sister-in-law had given birth to last year? How did it grow up to be so beautiful, with big eyes, long eyelashes, a small but high nose, and fair and delicate skin?
Zhu Yu couldn't resist gently pinching his little cheek. It was so smooth, as if you could squeeze water out of it.
The little guy stared at his big belly for a few moments, then grinned at him and blew out a string of bubbles.
Zhu Yu found it extremely strange. When she first learned that she was pregnant, she often dreamed that she gave birth to two dark-skinned, ugly children.
When Zhu Yu left Shengjing last year, she had promised her brother that they would return to Shengjing when her nephew turned one year old. However, Zhu Yu became pregnant and experienced various discomforts, so she had to send a letter to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
"Brother, what's his name?"
“Lu Zixu. Zixu, this is your aunt, and this is your uncle.”
"Little Zixu." Lu Xiaoyun teased the little guy. The little guy looked at his pregnant aunt, then at his uncle, and blew a string of bubbles at them.
Lu Xiaoyun's heart was melting at the sight of this little guy. Why are children so adorable? She glanced at Zhu Yu's belly, where her and Zhu Yu's two children were located. Would they be just as cute?
We'll be meeting in two weeks.
Qi Yu and Feng Yan had a daughter, who is now seven months old.
When Zixu saw the little boy who was about the same age as him, he reached out his chubby little hand to grab the little girl in Qiyu's arms.
The little girl also stared wide-eyed at the young man in front of her.
The two little ones became friends in no time.
"Father, eldest brother, eldest sister-in-law, third sister." Upon hearing that their father and the others had arrived, Lu Yuyan and Princess Ruoling hurried over as well.
The Duke of Zhenguo looked Lu Yuyan up and down, then patted him heavily on the shoulder: "You've grown taller and stronger; you're a real man now."
Lu Yuyan blushed: "Father, I am already nineteen years old, married, and a man."
Lu Yucheng punched him in the chest: "In that case, when will you let me be your uncle?"
Ruoling blushed and glared at Lu Yuyan, thinking, "Let's see if you dare to give me contraceptive pills again."
Everyone burst into laughter.
The Duke of Zhenguo and Lu Yucheng came specifically to accompany "Lu Xiaoyun" during her childbirth.
Although Consort Duan has difficulty walking, she has not stopped for a moment since she learned that her daughter-in-law was pregnant. Over the past few months, she has made countless sets of baby clothes, shoes, and diapers.
Looking at the huge pile of clothes, Chunfang said helplessly, "Your Majesty, there are enough clothes. The child grows quickly. If you make so many, the child won't be able to wear them all."
Consort Duan continued working with her hands: "No, Xiaoyun is carrying twins. Babies in their postpartum period need to poop every half hour, and then we have to change their clothes. I still don't think these clothes are enough."
Chunfang smiled and said, "You've made dozens of sets already."
"No, no, Chunfang, go to the storeroom and pick out a few more bolts of softer cotton cloth. I need to make some more cloaks for the two children to wear when they go out, as well as tiger-head shoes."
While smiling, Chunfang instructed people to quickly bring over the fine cotton cloth that the prince had bought yesterday.
The Duke of Zhenguo and Lu Yucheng were circling around the two cradles. Lu Xiaoyun felt a chill run down her spine from their stares: "Father, brother, what's wrong?"
"Did you make this?" The Duke of Zhenguo looked at the cradle with a critical eye, his hands behind his back, finding fault with everything about it.
Lu Xiaoyun had no idea how to do that: "No, I bought it. I bought the best one on the market."
"Bought?" The Duke of Zhenguo and Lu Yucheng both looked at "Prince An" in disbelief.
Startled by their gaze, Lu Xiaoyun trembled: "W-what's wrong? Is something the problem?"
"Your Highness, you are the father, shouldn't you make this cradle yourself?"
"Huh? I don't know how."
The two of them pouted in unison, looking extremely disgusted. Prince An was truly useless.
So how exactly did they agree to let Xiaoyun marry him?
So the two of them started making a cradle in the courtyard of Prince An's mansion, and forcibly kept Lu Xiaoyun aside to watch, claiming that if the princess gave birth to a second or third child, His Highness Prince An would have to come in person.
What good are the best products you buy on the market? Can they compare to what you make yourself?
Qi Wanting was extremely proud. She hugged Zixu and said, "Zixu, look how amazing your father is! Your cradle and many of your toys were all made by your father."
Lu Xiaoyun silently endured the blows from her family.
Zhu Yu was in a great mood. While the two little ones in his belly were sleeping peacefully, he ate the grapes that Li Feng had peeled for him and looked at Lu Xiaoyun, who looked bitter and resentful, and chuckled softly.
Suddenly, he froze completely.
Li Feng held a peeled grape to his lips.
This time, however, the princess did not open her mouth; instead, she gasped for breath, her face pale.
The grapes in Li Feng's hand rolled to the ground: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, she, she..."
Lu Xiaoyun, Lu Yucheng, and the Duke of Zhenguo immediately rushed over.
Lu Xiaoyun looked at Zhu Yu with a nervous expression: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhu Yu looked down at his feet, and Lu Xiaoyun followed his gaze downwards, where a puddle of water slowly spread beneath her skirt.
Lu Yucheng was shocked: "Xiaoyun is about to give birth!"
"Huh? Why would I pee after giving birth?"
If it weren't for the fact that his brother-in-law was a prince, Lu Yucheng would most likely have slapped her on the forehead: "That's not pee, it's your water breaking!"
"Quickly, where's the midwife? Where's Ayan? Quickly, go and inform them. Your Highness, quickly take Xiaoyun to the delivery room!" Lu Yucheng shouted frantically.
Li Feng immediately rushed towards Lu Yuyan and the others' courtyard.
The midwives had been invited long ago, and there were five of them in the room. As soon as they heard the noise, they immediately began to prepare in an orderly manner, moving hot water, scissors, baby clothes, and everything else into the delivery room.
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