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"Your Highness, the little prince has woken up and wants you to play with him. Otherwise, he will make a fuss. Please get up quickly so that the little prince doesn't cry too much."
Zhang'er's 100-day celebration is just around the corner. The child has changed from only sleeping and eating when he was a newborn to being energetic all day long.
As Yue Jiang's initial excitement faded, she gradually began to experience headaches and irritation.
Early that morning, before she and Jingyan had even gotten up, they heard Granny Ye and the wet nurse knocking on the door.
"Your Highness, didn't you say the child would resemble you? Why is he making such a fuss?"
Yue Jiang didn't understand that she didn't breastfeed herself; she just often held and played with the baby to strengthen her bond with Zhang'er.
Little did anyone know that besides relying on his wet nurse for meals, Zhang'er loved to seek her out most when playing.
Zhang'er, in particular, is the kind of child who sleeps a lot but doesn't have a very regular rest schedule. Every morning, he would call his mother to play with him.
After Zhang'er fell asleep from exhaustion, Yue Jiang was completely awake and no longer conscious.
Jing Yan, a new father, has noticed a significant change in his daily life since having a child.
He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and slowly tapped his forehead, trying to wake himself up.
"Maybe I was a troublesome kid when I was young."
Jing Yan admitted it readily, without any intention of shifting the blame. Yue Jiang felt like she had punched a cotton ball, and she didn't even have a chance to complain.
She wriggled out of Jingyan's arms and urged him to get out of bed.
"No, Your Highness was also very demanding last night. I'm exhausted. Your Highness, please bring Zhang'er in."
Jing Yan: "..."
He turned his head and saw Yue Jiang's snow-white figure half-reflected in his eyes, with specks of pink on it.
Jing Yan's face involuntarily flushed, and some scene floated into his mind.
He sat up abruptly, grabbed the scattered clothes from the bed, and draped them over Yue Jiang.
The crumpled shirt was suddenly unfolded, covering Yue Jiang's entire upper body from her face in an unseemly manner.
Yue Jiang: "..."
Caught off guard, she blinked and slowly pulled down her inner garment. As she looked down, her gaze fell on her chest, and she instantly understood the source of Jing Yan's reaction.
She was actually embarrassed.
That's true, since their child came quickly, Yue Jiang and Jing Yan rarely had any marital bliss.
Even if you know that you are an inseparable couple, some things that have been separated for a long time will feel unfamiliar when you pick them up again, and you still need to get used to them slowly.
Yue Jiang deliberately said, "Your Highness, you were the one who bullied me first last night. Why are you acting like a virtuous young lady who was bullied when you wake up?"
She sat up, still half-covered. Yue Jiang's movement made Jing Yan subconsciously turn around, and his gaze fell on her again.
Jing Yan coughed awkwardly twice and took the clothes he had just worn to Yue Jiang: "I'll go and bring Zhang'er in. You can put these clothes on first."
Yue Jiang: "When Your Highness was taking off other people's clothes at night, you didn't rush to let me dress myself."
Jing Yan: "..."
"Night is night, and day is day, Jiang'er, it's not good to indulge in lust during the day."
Yue Jiang was clearly teasing him. As Jing Yan spoke, he couldn't help but recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra a few times in his mind.
Yue Jiang didn't believe it: "Really? One day, after I gave birth to Zhang'er, Your Highness..."
"Jiang'er, don't say it," Jing Yan's face burned even hotter, and he quickly reached out to cover Yue Jiang's mouth.
The next moment, he found that Yue Jiang was laughing so hard she was shaking.
Jing Yan was utterly helpless. He smiled along with her, but his smile was full of pleading: "You really can't say it."
"Does Your Highness know what I'm saying? I can't bear to hear it," Yue Jiang gently leaned on Jing Yan's shoulder, her fingers entwining Jing Yan's long hair with her own, quickly blending them into one strand.
She suddenly had an idea: "Your Highness, when we cut Zhang'er's baby hair, let's braid all the hair of our family together and make it into a pendant. One for you, one for me, and one for Zhang'er, okay?"
Yue Jiang's idea was excellent and it also diverted Jing Yan's attention. Jing Yan was somewhat looking forward to it.
"Okay, let's make it into a love knot, so that our family can be of one heart."
Just as Jing Yan finished speaking, the matter that should have been avoided was not avoided, and Yue Jiang pressed for answers again.
"Your Highness, speak! Did you guess what I was thinking? I want to hear it."
"I can hear she's about to cry. I'll hold Zhang'er." Jing Yan's relaxed tone was suddenly tightened by Yue Jiang, and he quickly put on his clothes and got out of bed.
After getting off, Jingyan turned around and told Yuejiang, "Hurry up and put on your clothes so you don't catch a cold."
Yue Jiang gave a perfunctory reply, but her movements were unhurried. Jing Yan saw the dazzling white as snow, took a deep breath, and then strode outside.
As Jingyan walked away, Yuejiang quickened her pace. Although Zhang'er didn't need her to breastfeed him personally, there would be some milk leakage immediately after giving birth.
Yue Jiang then tricked Jing Yan by letting him taste a bit of something and saying something that made him blush.
Afterwards, whenever he faced Zhang'er, he would always show a hint of guilt.
Before long, Zhang'er was carried in by Jing Yan. The little boy was not yet held in Yue Jiang's arms, but he smiled as soon as he saw Yue Jiang.
Jingyan held Zhang'er's hand, both amused and exasperated, and said, "Since Father is holding you, let Father have a laugh too, okay?"
Zhang'er groaned and cried, but didn't look over.
Yue Jiang couldn't help but chuckle: "Your Highness, you must have been clingy when you were little!"
Jing Yan: "I'm clinging to you and your son."
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On the day of the 100-day celebration, the event was grand and the festive atmosphere permeated the entire Jing Palace.
Women from outside the palace flocked to the palace to attend the banquet, and even Xiange, who hadn't been to the Eastern Palace for a long time, came to offer her congratulations.
Holding the child that the Yue Kingdom had been hoping for, the only grandson of the Jing Kingdom, she felt a great weight lifted from her heart.
"After the Crown Princess gave birth to the little grandson, I secretly wrote a letter back to the Moon Kingdom. The King was very happy and said he would send generous gifts. I think they should arrive today."
In fact, when Yue Jiang gave birth to a child, Jingguo would personally send an envoy to convey the news, but the message conveyed by the Jingguo envoy was not as objective as that conveyed by their own people.
However, both sides conveyed the same message: Yue Jiang and her child were highly valued by the Jing Kingdom, and the Yue Kingdom's ruler was pleased and sent generous gifts.
Yue Jiang wouldn't be polite, because what she gave was also what the Yue Kingdom longed for.
"And you, has Empress Dowager Cheng been putting pressure on you lately?" she asked with concern.
"This matter began..."
"Your Highness."
Just as Xiange was about to mention that Empress Dowager Cheng had asked her to enter the Eastern Palace, a palace maid called out from outside, and Jingyan strode back from outside, which silenced Xiange.
She curtsied, seemingly engrossed in teasing Zhang'er, but actually glanced at Jing Yan's back several times.
Seeing through Xiange's intentions, Yuejiang took the initiative to ask, "Your Highness, hasn't Military Advisor Rong Ying arrived?"
“He’ll be here soon. I’ve had Rong Ying busy with some important matters recently, so he might be late. Besides, Zhang’er is my first child, so he won’t be absent,” Jing Yan relayed Rong Ying’s message, following Yue Jiang’s words.
Yue Jiang gave Xiange a reassuring look: "They're coming soon."
After only half a cup of tea's time, Rong Ying, looking excited, hurried straight to Yichun Palace, but reported an even more important matter.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened. The Chen and Qi kingdoms have declared war on each other."
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