When he returned to Changle Palace, he saw the wet nurse and Suqiu standing at the palace gate wearing cloaks and holding the child. Hearing the loud crying, Zhu Wuhuan raised his hand to support his forehead.
As expected, she started crying again. She felt a headache and was deeply moved.
Why is their little Xiao'er so clingy to his parents?
I can't leave for even a moment.
Looking sideways at Feng Changye's laughter, she felt even more helpless. Sure enough, this guy was very happy to see Xiao'er crying! He was clearly very distressed when he saw Xiao'er crying when he came back from the imperial mausoleum last time!
The two of them walked quickly to the palace gate. The wet nurse, as if granted amnesty, quickly handed over the fat child wrapped like a little bear. "My queen, the little prince woke up and couldn't find you, so he kept crying. I tried everything to comfort him, but he just wanted a hug from you..."
"Who said that? He'd be just as happy if his dad hugged him."
Feng Changye interrupted the wet nurse and took the fat son in his arms.
He lowered his head to look at his silly son whose eyes were red from crying, smiled and kissed his little nose, "Okay, father is back, Xiao'er, don't cry, father will hold you!"
The little prince looked at his father with tears in his eyes, and indeed he stopped crying. His chubby little hands gently pinched his father's high nose bridge and he burst into laughter.
He is very easy to coax. As long as you find the right method and let his father and mother hold him, he will stop crying.
"Father really loves you to death! My dear son!"
Feng Changye was so proud that he quickly hugged his son and walked inside.
He can always find that unique sense of superiority with his son!
The whole world respected him as the emperor, but the whole world could also support another emperor, not just him. Only his Xiao'er cried and made a fuss, refusing to accept anyone else as his son, and would not hold anyone else except him or the queen.
This deep love and dependence made it impossible for him not to love this sweetheart.
"Tsk, you don't need a wife anymore after you have a son..."
Looking at his back as he ran quickly with his son in his arms, Zhu Wuhuan followed behind, feeling helpless yet relieved.
For some reason, she really liked to see her tyrant hugging his son and being as happy as a little child. Every time she saw such a scene, she felt particularly satisfied.
I always feel that Xiao'er is the baby sent by God to heal him.
It's a pity that this big baby can't speak yet. She is waiting for the big baby to be able to speak, and then she can coax his father into a state of confusion every day.
Before Feng Changye entered the door, he heard the voice of his queen and couldn't help but look back at his queen.
That look was extremely gentle.
How could Xiao'er be a treasure sent by God?
Xiao'er and Aqiong were obviously the treasures she gave him, but she was the greatest treasure given to him by God.
There is nothing like it in heaven or on earth.
…
The days flew by as the couple looked forward to their child starting to speak soon.
The lively New Year has passed and the new year has begun.
In a blink of an eye, the first month of the year was over and it was the second month.
On the second day of the second month, the Dragon raises its head. On this day, the Emperor of Daning personally leads all officials to offer sacrifices to the Dragon God, praying for good weather and good harvests in Daning. At the same time, they also offer sacrifices to the God of Agriculture, praying for a good harvest in Daning.
But for Feng Changye, this day has a special meaning.
Today is his birthday.
"To perform the sacrifice one must fast and bathe, and proceed on an empty stomach. Therefore, I will prepare the longevity noodles for you, Your Majesty, when you return."
Before sending Feng Changye out, Zhu Wuhuan adjusted his dragon robe and said with a smile.
Women were not allowed to participate in grand ceremonies such as offering sacrifices to the Dragon God and the God of Agriculture. So this time she would not go, but would just stay at home and wait for him to come back.
It also saves trouble.
Feng Changye scratched her nose and said, "I am an emperor after all. How can it be that the empress is so stingy as to prepare a bowl of longevity noodles for me on my emperor's birthday?"
Zhu Wuhuan smiled, "What gift do you want?"
Feng Changye was a little arrogant, "Tsk, you want to go by yourself, you want to give me a gift, and you want me to tell you first, then what surprises and expectations do I have?"
He kissed her between the eyebrows, waved goodbye and turned away.
"Think about it carefully and prepare well. I want a surprise anyway."
“…” Zhu Wuhuan looked at his tall and straight back and raised his hand to support his forehead.
This is a bit embarrassing.
He is an emperor who rules the world. What kind of surprise can she give him?
Stop the birth control pill and give him another child?
Forget it. These two in the house will soon be at the age where they are hated by cats and dogs. If there is another one in her belly, she will be driven crazy.
She turned back to her room and looked at the brother and sister lying on the bed holding hands.
At three months old, Xiao'er can already babble and even use his arms to prop himself up a little bit off the bed. If you tease him, he'll bounce his limbs and giggle happily.
Now the baby has entered the most fun time.
"Come, both of you, think with Mother, what gift should we give Father to make him the happiest?"
As she spoke, she waved a small red hydrangea in front of the two children.
Wherever her hand moved, the two children's eyes would follow the hydrangea, and when they saw the tassels hanging from the hydrangea swaying playfully, the two children would grin and giggle.
Especially Xiao'er, who developed faster than his sister. When he was happy, he would clap his hands on the bed and open his mouth to babble. Although no one could understand what he was saying, he was so happy.
“Aaaaaaa…”
Look, he started patting the bed and talking to himself again in a cute way.
Zhu Wuhuan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard his baby voice!
Oh, she thought of how to give Feng Changye a surprise!
Xiao'er can already babble, which means that his IQ has developed to the point where he can learn to speak. It's just that his vocal cords and other parts of his body haven't developed enough, so he can't pronounce words accurately.
However, his inner voice should be able to be pronounced accurately!
If she persisted in teaching him "Dad" for the whole morning, when his father came back later, would he call him "Dad" in his heart?
If you don’t want to talk too much, let your heart speak!
Thinking of this, Zhu Wuhuan became extremely excited.
She could already imagine how excited Feng Changye would be when he heard Xiao'er calling him dad in his heart!
It’s okay to have red eyes, but don’t be so excited that you cry!
"Come on, Xiao'er, you and the Queen Mother will give the Emperor a surprise, okay?"
She picked up Xiao'er and looked at Aqiong who was also stretching out her arms for a hug. She smiled and nodded the little girl's head, "My daughter, why don't you play by yourself for a while? I want to teach you, but you are not growing as fast as your brother, so I can't teach you!"
How could Arjun know that her mother disliked her?
When his mother touched his eyebrows, he was so happy that his saliva was flowing out.
She continued to stretch out her hands happily. Her brother was being hugged, and she also wanted to be hugged by her mother.
When she saw her mother wipe her saliva and then threw the small hydrangea to her with a smile, she obediently stopped pestering her mother and grabbed the hydrangea, shaking and swinging it and laughing foolishly.
Hydrangea is much more fun than the Queen Mother, hehehe...
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