"Mother."
Hearing the childish voice coming from outside the door, Jiaming, despite the disapproving looks from Hongtao inside the room and Granny Sun outside, said, "It's Xuan'er, come in!" What about not being able to be exposed to wind during postpartum confinement, otherwise it would be bad for her health? Hehe, she possesses wood-type supernatural abilities, so she's not afraid.
Upon hearing this, Hongxuan's fair face instantly broke into a smile, like a warm ray of sunshine in the cold winter, warming those who saw his smile.
As Granny Sun opened the door, the little guy scurried into the room, thinking smugly to himself: Mother still cares about me; she won't abandon me like those malicious gossips say, once she has a younger brother.
Because it's New Year's Eve, Xiao Hongxuan is dressed very festively, and the bright red that he used to dislike is now being worn again.
Jiaming looked at the little guy who looked like a big red envelope. He was fair and tender and very cute. Not to mention that because the little guy looked so much like the Fourth Prince, she had a feeling of seeing a comic book version of the Fourth Prince. That feeling was a little exciting, a little... in short, indescribable.
Even so, Jiaming didn't forget the little guy. She suppressed her inner amusement and focused her attention on him.
But she ignored the little one's curious gaze at her second son beside her, and instead showered the little one with concern and care.
The little one was very pleased with Jiaming's actions. His smile grew warmer and warmer, and he thought to himself: "Look, my mother really cares about me, even after my little brother is born."
This is precisely why Jiaming acted this way on purpose. She didn't want the little guy to drift away from her because of her carelessness. No, it wasn't that serious, but he was probably not as close as before and there was a sense of distance between them.
Besides this, she also hoped that her children would get along well with each other. So, after chatting with the little guy, she turned to his curiosity, which was a good way to build a bridge for interaction between the brothers.
“This is your younger brother.” As she spoke, Jiaming’s gentle gaze shifted from Xiao Hongxuan to the swaddled baby beside her.
Xiao Hongxuan looked curiously at the tiny, white, and tender baby in the swaddling clothes. The baby's clenched fist was also tiny, and the baby's little mouth was also tiny and tender. Seeing this, the little guy couldn't help but carefully stretch out his short index finger and gently poke the baby's tender little face.
One tap and you're gone; one tap and you're stunned.
So soft, I want to poke it again!
This was the little guy's first thought; his second thought was, "Will I poke it and break it?"
Thinking about it, the little guy looked worriedly at the cheek he had poked, and when he found that nothing was different, he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
"Giggle..." Jiaming couldn't help but laugh at the little guy's actions.
"Mother!" The little guy was a bit embarrassed and angry.
Okay, Mother won't laugh anymore.
Thinking about it, Jiaming tried to suppress her laughter, but it was hard to completely stop.
The little one didn't ask her mother to stop laughing completely. As things stand, it's good enough that she hasn't seen too much of a show from her. So, she shifted her attention back to her little brother.
Looking at him, his little brows were furrowed tightly. "Mother, why is my little brother so small?" Is it because he's underdeveloped?
Jiaming lay half-reclined on the kang (a heated brick bed) and patted Xiao Hongxuan's little head, laughing, "You're not little anymore, about the same age as you were when you were little. All newborns look like this."
Upon hearing this, Hongxuan's brows immediately relaxed, and his worries were completely relieved.
Then, the mother and son started chatting about their newborn sons. However, they didn't chat for long, since the little ones were about to enter the palace for the New Year's Eve banquet, and she still had some things to tell them.
"Granny Sun," Jiaming said, looking at Granny Sun who was waiting in the room. "I'll be troubling you with Xuan'er when we go to the palace for the banquet later."
"No need for that, Your Highness, you're too kind," said Granny Sun with a beaming smile.
"It's not just politeness, but I'm really worried about this trip to the palace. The palace is a dangerous place, and I need to be careful of those outside the palace who are coming to the banquet. I'm currently in my postpartum period and can't go with them. If anything happens, I won't be able to help them."
Upon hearing this, Granny Sun asked in confusion, "What are you worried about, Princess?"
“Next door!” Jiaming said with certainty, “That Wang from the Eighth Prince’s residence was extremely bold in reaching out to me before. I’m afraid she will be even bolder and try to reach out to Xuan’er, who is attending the banquet in the palace this time.”
Upon hearing this, Granny Sun's expression turned serious, clearly indicating that she had taken the matter to heart.
Seeing that Granny Sun was taking it seriously, she turned to Xiao Hongxuan and instructed him, "Xuan'er, you must also be careful. You can't rely on others to protect you for everything."
"Xuan'er understands." The little guy, imitating his father, answered seriously with a solemn face.
After giving some instructions, Xiao Hongxuan and Granny Sun set off for the palace to attend the New Year's Eve banquet.
After Xiao Hongxuan left, Jiaming calmly fed her second son, who had just woken up, and after feeding him, she even played with the little guy with great interest.
But after the little one fell into a deep sleep again, her calm expression changed slightly in a short while.
Unexpectedly, a trace of worry appeared in her dark eyes. She couldn't help but worry that the little one would be plotted against after entering the palace. She was not only worried that the little one would not be able to escape the schemes of the neighbor Wang, but also worried that she had misunderstood and forgotten to remind Granny Sun and Hongxuan that they also had to be careful of the schemes of the Fujin, Li, Hesheli and others.
After all, she wasn't sure if they wouldn't dare to make a move. She knew that without her by his side to take care of Hongxuan, Hongxuan's protection would be reduced by one or even several times, and it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't seize this opportunity to strike.
If they succeed, not only will she lose Hongxuan, a smart, sensible son whom her father loves, but it will also have a negative impact on her. After all, if she is too worried and sad because of Hongxuan's accident, and this leads to her not taking good care of herself during her postpartum period, she will get sick and her health will deteriorate. That would be killing two birds with one stone, which would be even better.
So, filled with worry, Jiaming's facial expression also became anxious.
"Master, what are you worried about?" Hongtao finally noticed that something was wrong with Jiaming.
Jiaming knew that her emotions were fluctuating a bit too much, which was not right. She was usually very calm, so she thought that maybe speaking out would make things better. So she told Hongtao, but she didn't expect that Hongtao could come up with a way to resolve her worries.
Unexpectedly, Hongtao's voice came through: "Master, you're overthinking it! The young master spends most of his time with the master. The master knows that you are in confinement and cannot enter the palace, so you cannot take care of the young master. The master will definitely arrange to take good care of the young master."
Upon hearing this, Jiaming was immediately speechless and felt annoyed. Was she really going to become stupid for three years after giving birth? She couldn't even understand such an obvious truth without Hongtao explaining it to her.
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