Chapter 480 Giving the Little Brother a Nickname
Du Wanchun had just given birth and was still a little weak. She raised her hand and gently held the chubby baby's hand, "He is indeed a bit chubby..."
At this moment, the chubby little baby seemed to understand and started crying loudly.
This made Xiao Mianmian laugh out loud, "Mommy~ He doesn't seem to like being called fat..."
The moment the word "fat" was uttered, the little baby cried even harder.
Upon hearing the crying, Zhou Ruiyuan immediately took the child into his arms and comforted him.
He was tall and broad-shouldered, and the baby in his hands immediately looked tiny and delicate.
"Sweetie~ Daddy's hugging you~ Don't cry, don't cry......."
Zhou Ruiyuan carried him in his arms as they slowly walked around the room.
The baby quickly stopped crying and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhou Ruiyuan gently placed the sleeping child in the cradle, then went to Du Wanchun's side, covered her with a blanket, gently kissed her forehead, and asked, "What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
Du Wanchun smiled and said, "Mom just made me some egg and brown sugar water, so I'm not hungry yet."
Zhou Ruiyuan gently stroked her hair, his eyes filled with heartache.
Little Mianmian climbed onto the bed and sat obediently against them without saying a word.
The next day, the family gathered together and gave the chubby little boy a nickname: Fei Fei.
The nickname came about because Xiao Mianmian said he was fat.
Aunt Zhou thought "fat" sounded unpleasant, so Xiao Mianmian suggested "fat" instead.
"肥" and "胖" mean the same thing.
To prevent them from acting recklessly, Zhou Ruiyuan decisively gave his youngest son the nickname "Feifei".
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mianmian's eyes lit up. "Daddy, isn't this still Fatty?"
Zhou Ruiyuan corrected Xiao Mianmian, "It's Fei, not Fei."
The two characters are pronounced differently, but Xiao Mianmian speaks in a babyish voice with an accent, and she really does sound like Feifei.
She adored the little boy and smiled at him, saying, "Little Fatty~ Little Fatty~"
But my younger brother seems a little unhappy.
Seeing how happy Xiaomianmian was, Zhou Ruiyuan didn't correct her anymore.
These days, Zhou Ruiyuan goes to the yamen less often and stays at home almost every day.
During the day, she helps Aunt Zhou and Granny Zhuang take care of Xiao Feifei, and at night she teaches the three children in the family to write.
Occasionally, when Du Wanchun got out of bed, she would see Zhou Ruiyuan, dressed in a blue robe, holding Xiao Mianmian in his arms or Yi'er and Yu'er holding their hands, writing characters on the table stroke by stroke.
He looked just like the way he used to teach me to write.
Du Wanchun was slightly lost in thought.
As dusk fell, Zhou Ruiyuan held Xiaomianmian in one arm and Yu'er in the other, with the two children resting on his shoulders, falling asleep to his gentle lullabies.
The moonlight shone on their figures, making them appear peaceful and serene.
At this moment, Zhou Ruiyuan seemed less like a prince of noble birth and more like a loving father in a rural courtyard.
She exudes gentleness from head to toe.
Inside the palace.
The emperor's health, which had just begun to improve, was further depleted by the arrival of the new concubine.
At night, he had a hazy dream.
I dreamt that the empress, with whom I had been married for over ten years, was holding a small baby.
There was a man beside her, embracing her and calling her "wife".
Upon seeing the scene before him, the emperor was instantly enraged. "Who is it?! Who are you?!"
He tried to see the man's face clearly, but it was always blurry.
The emperor roared in anger, "She is my empress! My empress!"
The man's lips curled into a slight smile. "No, your empress has been killed by you. She is now just my wife."
The emperor was furious and stepped forward, intending to tear the man to pieces.
But just as he was about to touch him, the man vanished.
The emperor roared in fury, "I will kill you! I will definitely kill you! Even if my empress dies, she will never be your wife!"
"emperor......."
The queen in the dream spoke.
The emperor strode over and said, “Empress, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have killed you and the children. As the saying goes, even a tiger won’t eat its cubs. I was so wrong.”
The empress looked at him coldly, "You killed my people, harmed my brother, and hurt my child. You want me to forgive you? Unless the river flows backward and the sun rises in the west, it is absolutely impossible."
The emperor was startled, his steps froze on the spot.
"You hate me..."
"Of course I hate you!"
The emperor's gaze fell on the child she was holding, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Who is this child?"
The queen smiled, "This is my child."
The emperor paused for a moment, then asked, "Is it the Crown Prince?"
The Queen continued to smile, "No, she is my daughter."
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