Mingyue bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I played for a while before my wet nurse took me to bed."
Chu Yuan got up from the desk. Since she couldn't go out much during her postpartum confinement, she temporarily moved her desk, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones into her room. At this moment, she was in the mood to paint a picture.
After drying her hair, Chu Yuan deliberately rolled it up and strolled towards Emperor Wei Xian.
She said coquettishly, "Does Your Majesty forget about his son and his mother now that you have a son? You didn't even ask what I did all afternoon. You came in looking for your son. I'm a little jealous."
Emperor Xian of Wei parted his lips, scooped up Chu Yuan with his large hand, and pulled her into his arms.
He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. "How could I forget Yuan'er? I just longed to see a certain scene..."
He started thinking about it last night, and it has been on his mind all day. Whether he was debating with the scholars at the morning court or reviewing memorials after the morning court, it kept popping into his head and tormenting him.
So he seemed impatient as soon as he entered the door.
Chu Yuan responded with a soft "Hmm?"
Emperor Wei Xian hooked his arm around her waist. His height of nearly 190 cm forced Chu Yuan to stand on tiptoe to barely reach his chin.
The man had a stubble of stubble on his chin, which he deliberately rubbed against Chu Yuan's delicate face, making her feel itchy and numb, and causing her to back away.
He laughed heartily, his tongue twirling around Chu Yuan's earlobe as he spoke, "Want to see Yuan'er breastfeed? Then breastfeed her, okay?"
Chu Yuan, "..."
Why do you still remember this?
Is this never going to end?!
Chu Yuan raised her face and bit Wei Xiandi's chin. "If Your Majesty really wants to see this, the wet nurse is next door. When she's feeding the baby later, I'll have Mingyue call her over!"
As if punishing her, Emperor Wei Xian jabbed Chu Yuan's neck hard with his stubble, "I don't want to see the wet nurse, I want to see you!"
Chu Yuan couldn't help but want to roll her eyes, but then she thought of something and her mind changed.
"Your Majesty has made a request to me. May I also make a request to Your Majesty?"
Emperor Xian of Wei gently inhaled the fragrance emanating from Chu Yuan's neck, closed his eyes, and hummed in agreement.
Chu Yuan squeezed the scroll in her hand. "It's about the children's names. I feel that the names Your Majesty has chosen are inappropriate, and I would like to change them..."
Before Chu Yuan could finish speaking, Emperor Wei Xian suddenly stood up straight. "Why change it? Is the name I chose not good enough? Three is perfect. I also chose the name San Yan, and no one said it was bad."
It's not that no one speaks up, it's that no one dares to speak up.
Chu Yuan silently complained in her heart, but fearing to anger the dog emperor, she still spoke in a tactful, coquettish, and gentle manner: "Your Majesty, please don't get agitated. Let me show you a painting."
As she spoke, Chu Yuan stepped back and opened her masterpiece, which she had spent the afternoon creating, to show Emperor Wei Xian.
It was a scene of everyday life: a man and a woman were bathed in sunlight by the window. The man was holding a swaddled baby in his arms, and the woman was rocking two cribs with her hands. It was clearly a family of five.
Warm and comforting, a peaceful and serene time.
Emperor Wei Xian couldn't help but smile as he took the painting and sincerely praised it, "Yuan'er's realistic paintings are getting better and better. Please paint more in the future. I really like them."
He decided to hang the painting in the Imperial Study so that those ministers who used to grumble about him not having a legitimate son could see it properly!
Chu Yuan lowered her head slightly, revealing a hint of smug satisfaction at her successful scheme.
Looking up again, her eyes were full of affection and tenderness: "Your Majesty, can you guess what this painting is called?"
"Hmm? The Imperial Concubine hasn't been officially named yet? Are you planning to have me think of one for you?"
Chu Yuan resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She couldn't let it fall apart. "Your Majesty, the name of this painting is 'Longing for You Day and Night.' It expresses my longing for Your Majesty, as well as the children's attachment to their father."
Before Emperor Wei Xian could speak, Chu Yuan continued, "How about naming the children Jiu Chao, Jiu Si, and Jiu Mu?"
It sounds much better than "Three Blessings," "Three Longevities," and "Three Healths," doesn't it?
Emperor Xian of Wei stared at the painting, his face filled with conflict and contemplation. Chu Yuan quickly went up to him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his Adam's apple. "Your Majesty, please grant my request, okay?"
Emperor Xian of Wei frowned, seemingly displeased.
Just as Chu Yuan was about to do something more to please him and achieve her goal, Emperor Wei Xian suddenly came to his senses. "Three times three equals nine, Yuan'er's idea is not bad. My son will surely surpass his master!"
Chu Yuan, "..."
You really know how to manage yourself.
Never mind, whatever the emperor thinks, achieving his goal is good.
Therefore, the eldest son, who was also the crown prince, was named Wei Jiuchao.
The second son, the wise king—Wei Jiusi.
The third son, King Qi—Wei Jiumu.
Nicknames: Chaochao, Sisi, Mumu.
Although the Empress Dowager felt the name was a bit petty, she didn't say anything. In fact, she wanted to give the child more common, humble names like Gou Sheng, Gou Dan, or Gou Zai, so that the child would be easier to raise!
The royal family really can't afford any more risk in having offspring.
The Empress Dowager was still in good health and would come to Baohua Palace from Yongshou Palace every day to visit her three beloved grandsons.
When the three children were five or six months old, they had already grown quite a bit. Their little bodies were chubby, and their arms and thighs had developed little fleshy grooves, making them look like Michelin babies.
It's fair and tender, and when you press it, it leaves a small indentation.
The Empress Dowager played with them for a while, thoroughly enjoying herself, but she was also tired. "Oh dear, they're so tight, I can hardly carry them anymore."
She looked at Chu Yuan with satisfaction. "I heard that the Imperial Concubine is breastfeeding her own child. That really surprised me. Granny Qiu, send a few boxes of the best things from my storeroom to the Imperial Concubine later. It's my way of showing my appreciation for the Imperial Concubine's contribution to raising the Wei family's child."
Granny Qiu readily agreed and sweetly praised the children.
Jiuchao, Jiusi, and Jiumu sat on the kang (heated brick bed) by the window, surrounded by a dozen or so cloth tiger and lion dolls, three of each kind, just in case the children started fighting over them.
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