The first thing you see is Thirteen's face, which is whiter than paper; if you didn't know better, you'd think he was the one who gave birth.
"What's the panic? I'm not dead!" He Yue found his expression quite amusing, but not wanting him to look like he was about to die, she deliberately teased him.
His words came out weakly, and he finally succumbed to sleep.
Giving birth is incredibly painful, it's not something a human being can do, but since it's your own child, you have to grit your teeth and give birth no matter how painful it is.
He Yue thought to herself before she fainted.
Two days later, Heyue leaned against the headboard, holding her child, holding his chubby little hand, her face full of smiles.
She pinched his soft, chubby little face, and the feel of it made Heyue love it so much.
The little girl stared straight at Heyue with her bright black and white pupils, her eyes crinkling into a smile, and the corners of her mouth widening. Heyue's heart felt as if it had been brushed by a feather.
It's so beautiful, the more I look at it, the more I like it.
Looking at the beautiful and adorable baby, He Yue completely forgot the pain she had felt while hovering between life and death.
Thirteen took the child without ceremony, grumbling, "You're only just getting better. The child is heavy; be careful not to tire yourself out."
Heyue stared longingly at the baby, whose little mouth was pouting unhappily because of the sudden change in environment, and felt a pang of longing in her heart.
Seeing this, Thirteen had no choice but to sit down next to her and hand the child over to her to look at little by little.
"Alright, alright, look at you, treating me like a precious treasure." Thirteen complained, but his face was all smiles.
This time, the 13th man held the baby in his arms. The baby showed no discomfort in his arms, still smiling happily and waving his little hands joyfully.
Heyue pointed her index finger at the baby's cheek and asked, "Have you thought of a name yet?"
Looking at his beautiful wife and son, a picture of happiness and contentment, Thirteen smiled and said the name he had already thought of: "Let's call him Hongtun."
He Yue's smile deepened: "Alright, let's call him Hong Tun." It really was Hong Tun.
"Hongtun, Hongtun..." He called his son's name softly, feeling sweeter with each call.
Seemingly aware that he was being called, Hongtun's eyes also smiled, clear and pure like spring water, and he opened his mouth and called out, as if greeting Heyue.
The family was enjoying a happy time together, but deep down, Heyue was longing for her three other children who were far away in the capital.
When Prince Yong received the letter from Jiangnan and learned that Heyue had given birth to a son, a smile appeared on his lips.
Tonight, Prince Yong dined in his wife's room.
Fourth Princess Consort saw that her husband was in a good mood, and although she felt a pang of sadness, she smiled and said, "The family has not had any new additions for many years. Now that Sister Niohuru is suddenly pregnant, and it's the New Year, it's a double celebration."
When Niohuru was mentioned, Prince Yong's mood improved, and his usual coldness disappeared: "This child has not been easy to raise, so I will trouble you, my wife, to take good care of Niohuru. I will remember your hard work."
As he spoke, he reached out and took the Fourth Prince's wife's hand, patting it gently.
The Fourth Princess Consort's eyes welled up with tears, and she almost shed one. How long had it been since the Prince had treated her so gently? She never expected to be cared for by the Prince again, but under such circumstances. The slight bitterness and embarrassment she felt because of Niohuru's pregnancy also faded a little.
No matter what, as long as the master remembers her kindness, all the suffering will be worth it.
"This is what I should do, Your Highness. Rest assured, I will make sure that Lady Niohuru gives birth to the child safely."
After the child is born, she will raise him/her by her side. She believes that even if the child is not her biological child, the child will only recognize her as his/her mother.
In the future, my child will be as smart and adorable as Honghui. No, even if he is not as smart as Honghui, he will at least be much better than Hongshi.
She finally has a son to rely on.
Prince Yong nodded and then brought up another matter: "My thirteenth brother's wife gave birth to a son before the new year, which is a triple celebration. It's just a pity that my thirteenth brother and his wife are not in the capital, otherwise we could have invited them over for a get-together."
The smile on the Fourth Prince's face froze. Lady Zhao had given birth to another son?
Thinking of the lively and adorable Hongchang, who was personally raised by the master, and the well-behaved and lovable Tongxuan, the Fourth Princess felt a pang of sadness.
It's unclear what good fortune Zhao Jia had, but not only did she have the exclusive favor of her thirteenth brother, she also had children one after another.
Such good fortune is rare these days.
"Yes, it is indeed a triple celebration. Now Hongchang and his two brothers have another younger brother. They must be overjoyed when they find out." Fourth Princess Consort smiled faintly.
Prince Yong frowned and reminded them, "There's no need to tell Hongchang and Tongxuan about this. The children are still young. They'll find out when they're older and when the thirteenth brother and the others return."
The Fourth Princess Consort immediately understood what the Prince meant, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart. The Prince truly loved these two children very much, even considering this.
Despite her dissatisfaction, she replied aloud, "Yes, I understand."
Remembering something, Fourth Princess sighed, "Thirteenth Sister-in-law is really blessed. Her two children are both beautiful and sensible, which is very enviable. I imagine this child must also be very beautiful. Tonghui is not as beautiful as Tongxuan and Hongchang, but she is very quiet. I guess she takes after her biological mother, since they are not from the same mother."
The Fourth Princess Consort made the remark casually, but Prince Yong suddenly froze and fell into deep thought.
"The imperial concubine selection will be held after the New Year. It has been a long time since any new ladies have entered the household. I was thinking of talking to Mother about it and choosing a good one for you, Master."
Prince Yong came to his senses, frowned, and was somewhat displeased, but he understood that it was his wife's good intention, so he said lightly, "You don't need to worry about this matter. Whether or not someone should be brought in, Mother will naturally know in her heart."
If his wife were to tell his mother about this, it would seem that he was too eager, and people might start to think that he was lustful.
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