Although they had accepted the fact that the eldest princess had become emperor, they still hoped that the next emperor would be a man, not a woman. In short, deep down they still hoped that the emperor would be a man. So when the ministers heard that the emperor had given birth to a prince, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Excellent! This is the eldest son of the legitimate wife. There's no need to think too much. After the prince's full moon celebration, when the emperor resumes attending morning court, everyone will submit a memorial together, urging the emperor to immediately appoint the eldest prince as the crown prince.
Xingxing and Zhulin knew perfectly well what these old guys were plotting, but they weren't too angry because they thought the same thing.
"Do you really think I care so much about this throne? When my son is old enough to stand on his own, I will abdicate and become the Emperor Emeritus. Then we'll leave the capital and travel around." Xingxing said with a cold laugh as she leaned against the dragon bed.
"You're in your postpartum period, so it's not good for your emotions to fluctuate. Keep a calm mind and don't worry about what those ministers are planning. It's not like the matter of establishing a crown prince is because of them. It just so happens that those old guys have the same idea as us." Zhu Lin fed her a bowl of chicken soup while gently comforting her.
"I'm not angry. It's not worth getting sick from anger. I'm just feeling a little unwell. You know, I've been governing the country so diligently, not daring to make the slightest mistake, for fear of failing my father's trust and even more so, for failing the people. I consider myself a wise ruler. It's just because I'm a woman that these ministers are always secretly resentful. Humph, a bunch of old fogies."
Okay, Xingxing thinks she's still a little angry.
"Once Yu'er starts to speak, we'll quickly nurture him and hope he can grow up quickly so that I can abdicate sooner," Xingxing said gently, looking at the little one in the swaddling clothes.
Yu'er's full name is Wang Yu, and he takes the surname Wang from Xingxing. Xingxing also chose his name. Zhu Lin has no objection. No matter what surname or given name his son has, he is still his biological son. It doesn't matter whose surname he takes. He doesn't dwell on these meaningless things.
“It’s time to start their education early. I’ve heard that the heirs to the royal family are trained from a very young age. These are resources that poor families can only dream of.” Zhu Lin echoed this with an air of seriousness.
Zhao Guihua listened for a long time but couldn't bear it any longer. Her precious grandson, who was only two days old, was already being planned by his parents to exploit him. It was truly pitiful.
"You two should stop this. Yu'er is only two days old, not two. Can you please stop wasting your time on him? You're too busy taking care of him to do anything else for him." Zhao Guihua spoke in a low voice to avoid waking the baby, but both of them could hear her.
Xingxing touched the tip of her nose guiltily and muttered softly, "I wasn't talking about now, I was talking about the future. Don't worry, Mother. Brother Lin and I know what we're doing. But I feel like I've fallen out of favor since Yu'er was born. You and Father love Yu'er more and don't love me as much anymore?"
"How old are you? How old is Yu'er? You're still jealous of a child? I just can't do anything with you." Zhao Guihua said with a hint of disdain, but her face and eyes showed no sign of not loving her daughter. It's just that her newborn grandson was so sweet and soft that she and Zhou Laoda both adored him.
The stars weren't bothered by the insults, but simply smiled as they looked at the tiny baby in the swaddling clothes, their eyes gradually welling up with tears. "Father, Mother, I've given you a grandson. Can you see him from heaven? Are you happy?"
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