The full moon banquet was grand, but Feng Yu and Zhou Ning'an were afraid that Hua Xu would feel jealous, so apart from the rules of waiting to die, everything else was the same. However, the two of them still kept Hua Xu by their side throughout the whole process.
Two people stood on the high position, one holding Hua Xu's hand and the other holding Feng Yi.
Feng Yu raised his eyebrows and officially announced the prince's name.
All the civil and military officials stood in the magnificent palace and offered their congratulations in unison: "With the blessing of Heaven, the prince has been born. With the blessing of Heaven, congratulations to the whole world. Congratulations to the Emperor and the Empress on the birth of the prince. May the prince live a long, carefree life, and be happy and healthy."
The sounds of congratulations echoed in the hall for several times. The scene was grand and filled with joy.
The banquet began with singing, dancing, feasting, drinking and cheerful melodious music.
This time Jiang Ling and Zhou Jing'an can sit together.
She looked up at the platform and excitedly pulled Zhou Jing'an's sleeve, "Let's go toast to the Emperor and the Empress. I also want to see the little prince."
Zhou Jingan smiled and took her hand, "Okay."
The two of them raised their wine glasses, and Zhou Jing'an took her hand and walked around the banquet crowd to the high platform.
"Your Majesty and Your Majesty congratulate the Emperor and His Majesty on the birth of their son. May the little prince be healthy and safe."
Feng Yu smiled and waved his hand, "Don't be polite."
"Come, don't say anything, and drink with me." He pulled Zhou Jing'an over, and the two of them picked up the wine jug and started drinking.
Jiang Ling went up to Zhou Ning'an and asked her how she was doing.
"I'm fine. I'm recovering well. Don't worry." Zhou Ning'an looked good and was in good health.
Jiang Ling felt relieved and lowered her head to look at the little baby in her arms.
Although she had entered the palace several times in the month since Zhou Ning'an gave birth, she only greeted her and left in a hurry.
After all, she still needed to recuperate after the month of confinement, and the baby was very fragile. She didn't want to go to the palace more often and cause them trouble, so she really didn't take a close look at the newborn.
"Oh, he's so small." Jiang Ling was surprised.
It was a small, white ball, with two big eyes that rolled around, looking very energetic.
Zhou Ning'an pulled her to sit down, and seeing that her eyes were glued to the child, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Would you like a hug?"
Jiang Ling was stunned, "Me?" Then she waved her hands, "Forget it, I don't know how to use force, I'll make him cry again."
Zhou Ningan smiled and stuffed the child into her arms, "What's the big deal? He's very tough. Come, hold him."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling no longer refused and took it eagerly.
Then she froze.
It was too small and too soft, so she didn't dare to use force or move.
In her previous life, when she was in an orphanage, she had helped the director take care of children, but she had never come into contact with such young children.
She was both nervous and curious, and lowered her head to look the child in the eye.
The child suddenly smiled, his eyebrows curved, and he was very cute.
Jiang Ling also smiled, feeling happy.
Zhou Ning'an laughed beside him, "You like children so much. After you give birth, I will hold you every day and never let go. You will love it enough."
"He doesn't cry or make a fuss. He's so well behaved and cute." She rocked him carefully.
Zhou Jing'an noticed this and saw her holding the baby in the cradle with a curious look on her face, teasing the child carefully, and she became even more gentle.
His heart moved slightly, and he ignored Feng Yu's action of pouring wine into his glass, put down the glass and walked over.
But he was afraid that the smell of alcohol on his body would offend Jiang Ling, Zhou Ning'an and the child, so he kept a distance and looked at her.
Jiang Ling looked up at him and smiled, "He's so well behaved."
Zhou Jing'an thought her curved and sparkling eyes were so cute that he smiled and nodded unconsciously.
He lowered his eyes to look at the child in her arms.
I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
It was like she was holding their child, so gentle and so cute.
He couldn't help but reach out his hand, but suddenly came to his senses and wanted to retract it. Unexpectedly, the little kid reached out and grabbed his fingers, looking at him with his eyes open.
Zhou Jing'an was stunned, and a small ripple appeared in his heart.
Zhou Ning'an, who was standing aside, looked at the two people, one happy and gentle, the other nervous and curious. They looked so innocent and cute as if they were new parents, and he couldn't help laughing.
At this time Feng Yu came over and asked, "Ning An, what are you laughing at?"
She pulled him closer and whispered, "Look at those two."
Feng Yu took a look and smiled too.
He couldn't help but look at Zhou Jing'an twice more, shook his head in surprise, then revealed a bit of nostalgia. He took Zhou Ning'an's hand and said, "When you gave birth to Hua Xu, we were also so silly, hahaha."
Zhou Ning'an covered his lips and chuckled, and echoed a few words.
Jiang Ling's body was stiff and he barely moved, his arms feeling a little sore.
She smiled and said, "He likes you very much and won't let go of your hand."
Zhou Jing'an stood next to her, his index finger held by the little kid, and he didn't dare to move.
He noticed that Jiang Ling looked a little stiff and tired. He looked up and saw that the child's biological parents were standing aside chatting and laughing, as if they didn't care at all.
"Sister." He called her, helplessly saying, "Are you just not going to care anymore?"
Zhou Ning'an came back to his senses, laughed, walked over and quickly rescued Jiang Ling and brought the child over.
Feng Yu also came over and raised an eyebrow and said, "How is it? Cute, right?"
Hehe, his child, born to him by Ning An, is so cute.
Zhou Jing'an noticed the smugness in his eyes, chuckled softly, and ignored him, turning his attention to Jiang Ling: "Are you tired? Are you hungry?"
Jiang Ling shook his arms, stood up, glanced at the little kid again, and saluted Feng Yu and Zhou Ning'an, "Let's go back. I'm really hungry."
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