Chapter 68 The Princess Who Was Cannon Fodder in the Danmei Novel 18
Ivis D'Arcy was born in the last heavy snow after Christmas. The baby's crying broke the tranquility of the snow.
Everyone at Pemberley Manor was finally relieved when they heard the cry of the newborn baby.
The servant supported Earl Darcy, who was about to fall due to his weak legs. Tiny, who was about to hold the baby to show his father, watched the scene while trying not to laugh.
After the new father calmed down, she put the baby into his arms and said to the stiff, barely breathing male owner, "It's a boy!"
Thank God, Mrs. Reynolds, standing behind Darcy, stared at the newborn baby eagerly, Pemberley Manor finally had its next owner.
Darcy felt that the soft ball in his arm was so fragile that it seemed to break if touched. He dared not move at all. He just turned his head carefully and asked Tini: "Is everything okay with Margaret? Is she in good health?"
Tiny was very satisfied with the host's concern. She smiled and said, "Everything is fine with the princess. She was still conscious after giving birth to the baby. She asked me to bring the little master to you, the count."
Darcy's face relaxed and he was about to say something when a stream of warm water splashed onto his clothes on his chest.
When I looked down, I saw the boy in my arms was sleeping comfortably with his head tilted to one side, smacking his lips with a relaxed look on his face.
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At the critical moment, it was Mrs. Reynolds who saved the embarrassed male host, after all, Tini was watching the fun happily on the side.
The Earl, who originally wanted to go in to visit his wife, had to go back to his room and change into cleaner clothes. He didn't want to appear in front of his wife covered in urine.
After a year of getting along, he already knew that the princess had a bit of a face-obsessed nature, and Darcy was still very careful about his appearance. After all, there were so many young men who wanted to be the lover of their wives without seeking a formal status.
There was a cold light flashing in his deep eyes, but his hands were changing clothes quickly. Looking at his tall figure in the mirror, Darcy nodded with satisfaction.
On the other side, in the delivery room, Margaret couldn't stop laughing at Tini's vivid narration.
"Oh, don't tease me." A faint smile flashed in her purple eyes, like the stars in the night sky. Margaret half covered her lips with her slender hands, but her shoulders couldn't help shaking.
As soon as Darcy entered the house, he heard his wife's cheerful laughter. Before he had time to relax, the strong smell of blood in the house made his face change drastically.
He walked quickly into the inner room and saw his wife lying weakly on the bed. Her face was pale, her hair was disheveled on both sides, and it was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks.
Beside him, the maids were tidying up the blood-stained bedding.
Glancing at her hesitant husband from the corner of her eye, Margaret sighed in mock sorrow: "Tinny, am I really ugly now? Otherwise, why would Earl Fitzwilliam rather stand aside than come to see me?"
Although he knew that this was probably another joke from his wife, the anxiety rising from the bottom of his heart still made Darcy unconsciously step forward to explain.
Tini was tactful enough to give up her seat next to the princess so as not to disturb the couple's love.
In the nursery on the second floor, Mrs. Reynolds looked at her little master who was sucking milk with a happy face. Look, this little mouth really knows how to eat!
The nurse, Mrs. Mark, had a gentle look in her eyes and praised the baby, saying, "I have never seen such a lovely and healthy baby. It is worthy of being the child of a princess and an earl."
Mrs. Reynolds had a smug look on her face, her mouth wide open with joy. She and Mrs. Mark chatted with each other, praising their little master's breastfeeding movements from all angles.
As if disturbed by the noisy sound, the baby spit out the breast in his mouth, raised his eyelids slightly in dissatisfaction, and looked in the direction of the two people with his purple eyes.
Tini, who came to the nursery, happened to see this scene. She held her breath, took light steps, and stared straight into the baby's newborn eyes, which were crystal clear like a piece of pure amethyst!
When the baby closed his eyes in boredom and buried his head in eating, the three onlookers had excited expressions on their faces, but they did not talk too much for fear of disturbing the baby's meal.
Darcy spent three months pondering over the name Ivis before finally deciding on it. If it weren't for his wife's insistence, the Queen would have long since taken over the task of naming their son.
Thinking about it now, Darcy still feels a little dissatisfied. Even though the queen had just given birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, she still paid too much attention to Ivis and wanted to bring both the princess and Ivis to the palace.
After being rejected by Margaret, the endless stream of gifts from the palace made the nobles and commoners aware of the queen's love for her sister and her newborn son.
Ever since Ivis could remember, he spent half of his time living in the beautiful Pemberley Manor and the other half living with his parents in a big house in the West End of London. But when he was in London, he was more often summoned to the palace by his aunt the Queen to play with his cousins.
"What's wrong?" Margaret was a little confused when she saw her son returning home with a worried look on his face. Her sister, the queen, loved Ivis very much and doted on him even though he looked like her. No one would be so foolish as to mess with her son.
"Mom." Ivis looked at the servants around him and whispered in Margaret's ear. "I noticed that Prince Albert and Cousin Havre don't have a good relationship."
Hmm? Margaret raised her eyebrows. The little girl actually saw it. Indeed, there are rumors in the upper echelons of London that the relationship between the prince and the crown prince is a little tense.
Prince Albert hoped that his eldest son would become a wise and capable crown prince who could shoulder important responsibilities. Since the establishment of the constitutional monarchy, the power of the royal family had been gradually hollowed out, and the prince was eager to change this situation.
Therefore, since childhood, Havre was arranged to take various courses, including etiquette, history, geography, military affairs, horse riding, etc. Not to mention a child, even an adult would be overwhelmed.
As he grew up, Hafle was surrounded by some flattering "good friends". For the first time, he discovered that the world could be so wonderful besides studying, so he sank into the aristocratic world of sensuality and debauchery.
After discovering this situation, the prince of course kept a close watch on Havre. In particular, the queen, who loved her husband deeply, always stood on the side of the prince and criticized the crown prince, which further aroused his rebellious psychology.
Now, even 5-year-old Ives can see it.
Margaret hugged her son, ruffling his brown hair inherited from Darcy, and chuckled, "Ivis, this is a matter between adults, don't think too much about it."
Ivis Darcy was forced to huddle cheek to cheek with his mother, looking at his childish mother with accusatory eyes.
He is not a child anymore.
Adults love to use "adult matters" as an excuse to get rid of children.
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