He raised his hands and waved them around in the air, humming and cooing, his big eyes darting around.
"Qinghe, let me hold you!" Azi reached out her hand, wanting to interact with her son.
Emperor Jingcheng nodded, and the child went into Azi's arms. He could eat and play with the child at the same time. The little prince held Azi's hands tightly and wouldn't let go, wanting to put them in his mouth to suckle, and laughed as he looked at his mother.
"Chu'er, it's dirty, you can't eat it!" Azi coaxed softly.
The young prince still clung tightly, and Emperor Jingcheng joined in, interacting with the mother and son. The three of them chatted back and forth. Zheng He and Qinghe watched from the side, feeling extremely gratified.
The little prince was so mischievous that Azi couldn't even eat a few bites of food properly. After playing with her son for a while, Azi got tired.
“Your Majesty, the little prince needs to be fed. This servant will take him away,” Qinghe said at the opportune moment.
Azi reluctantly handed the child to Qinghe, saying, "Take good care of her."
"Your Majesty, rest assured!"
Di Jingcheng affectionately touched her little face and leaned down to kiss her: "You need to rest now. Eat first, then rest, okay?"
Azi covered her mouth and yawned, then snuggled closer to the man, half-closing her eyes as she accepted his feeding: "You eat too, you've worked hard for a long time too."
"Don't worry, baby, I'm fine."
After they finished eating, taking turns, Di Jingcheng cleaned up the secretions from her lower body. Azi, however, felt a little uncomfortable and nervously asked, "Acheng, don't you think it's dirty?"
Di Jingcheng didn't expect her to ask that, so he quickly comforted her, "Baby, I only feel sorry for you, how could I dislike you!?" As he spoke, he continued to clean up neatly, washed his hands, and went forward to hug Azi in his arms to comfort her.
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