Shen Qinghe was brought over in a panic and even tripped and fell next to Lan Tingche.
The lord lifted him up with one hand and said:
"Don't worry, Long'er and Physician Hou are inside."
"Thank you, my lord."
"You're welcome, it's my pleasure."
Shen Qinghe looked at the busy figures illuminated by the light in the room, his heart pounding in his chest. They were anxious but couldn't help at all.
"If it hurts, just yell. The baby is coming out soon, so you can yell now. Keep yelling as you push."
Hou Xiangxiang looked at Li Jian, whose forehead was covered in sweat, and who was grimacing and trying his best not to shout. Li Jian replied:
"It's okay, I can bear it."
How could childbirth not be painful?
Ke Lijian felt that all his suffering ended the moment he met Huo Xiaolong.
For the first ten years or so, I cried, I was bullied, I went hungry—all of that was to be expected. Everything I did was for the sake of meeting Huo Xiaolong.
Looking at Huo Xiaolong, who was biting his hand and watching her give birth, Li Jian's expression suddenly became a little worried.
It's not like I gave birth to you!
Why are you so serious?
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
After a scream was heard from inside the house, Hou Xiangxiang carried the child out.
"What a boy! He cries with such energy."
Huo Panlijian looked at the child being held in the arms of the little girl and said to Huo Xiaolong:
"From now on, he will be Qi Tian's henchman. Whether he studies martial arts or literature, he will always be by Qi Tian's side and serve the Huo family."
Huo Xiaolong took his fingers out of his mouth, gripped the sword in his hand, and said earnestly:
"There's no need for that. Let the child do whatever they want in the future."
This time, the sword was disgusted; there was drool on it!
"I have a younger brother! I have a younger brother! Dad! I'm not the youngest anymore!"
Huo Qitian happily spun around Shen Qinghe and Lan Tingche. Before, she was the youngest and was always taken care of by her older brothers and sisters. Now, she had a younger brother to play with!
Her little bottom swayed back and forth, and every now and then she would wander over to Madam Shen and Lord Shen.
"Would you like your great-grandson's fortune told?"
Grandpa Wang asked Lou Qingming.
"No, from now on, let this child choose his own path."
The two elderly men with gray hair started chattering again at the back of the crowd.
"Give me a break. I won't rest until your granddaughter gets him into the imperial court."
"My granddaughter is the most sensible person; she would never do such a thing!"
With the bright moon hanging high in the sky, Huo Panlijian wanted Long'er to name her child, even if it wasn't a good name.
“My Lord, give him a name.”
"Isn't it inappropriate for the child to have a name before we've even met the father?"
Li Jian weakly shook his head and said:
"This is his good fortune."
“My son’s name is Mingzhu, so I’ll give him the nickname Mingyue. I’ll leave the given name to you and Shen Qinghe.”
"Okay, Huo Mingyue, that sounds good."
The little girl asked directly:
"Isn't this 'little' character too girly? This is for a boy, why don't you two reconsider?"
Long'er thought about it and realized it made sense. She was thinking about it seriously. When Huo Panlijian heard this, he almost sat up from the bed, his body still bearing the weight of his newborn child.
We grew up together, Hou Xiangxiang, why did you hurt my son?!
Huo Xiaolong has had two nice-sounding names since he was a child. One was because he thought the name "Princess Mingzhu" sounded nice, so he named his own daughter after it.
One of them is my Mingyue. The moon is right there in the sky, so what if she's a little girly? So what if she's a little girly? It's better than being called Erniu, right?
“I think what Sister Kid is right. As for Sharp Sword, I’ve thought of a few more for him. Let me tell you about them.”
"My Lord! It's the bright moon! How beautiful! How poetic!"
Huo Xiaolong was interrupted by a sharp sword before she could finish speaking. She nodded somewhat unhappily, feeling that she had nowhere to vent her literary talent. This damned poetic inspiration was too much for her!
Cen Ang and He Yi watched Huo Xiaolong come out, waved to her, and led her to Shen Qinghe, asking:
"Boy or girl, what do they look like? Do they resemble Lord Shen or Li Jian?"
Before Huo Xiaolong could answer, Shen Qinghe spoke first, asking:
"Your Majesty, how is the sword?"
Long'er looked the teacher from the Imperial Academy up and down. She had always thought he was Li Jian's little wife, but now it seemed that he was similar to Ting Che, both of them cherishing their partners dearly.
"Don't worry, Li Jian is very good. He just asked me to name your child, but I said no, you two should choose the name yourselves. I'll just give him one character."
"The child is a boy, he looks more like a sword, but his eyebrows and eyes are like yours."
He Yi and Cen Ang were immediately nervous when they heard their beloved daughter naming someone again, and then asked:
"What name did you choose, my son?"
Shen Qinghe was happy to hear that Li Jian was in good health, but then came a series of bad news.
"Bright Moon! Huo Mingyue, is that a nice name?"
Cen Ang and He Yi smiled and felt relieved.
The child is still reliable.
"The moon is bright, the moon hangs high overhead, and the Qinghe River shines brightly." Shen Qinghe was still trying to make amends for Huo Xiaolong.
It sounds so good, really. I'm so glad my own child isn't named Huo Midnight.
As the other women dispersed upon hearing the news that Li Jian was safe, Cen Ang and He Yi returned to the palace together.
"Li Jian had a baby?"
The eagle didn't go; he knew there would be many people, so he was preparing gifts at home.
"It's a boy."
"It doesn't smell good, and it's not interesting."
Huo Shuwen has been getting cocky lately. I not only have a daughter, but also a granddaughter. My daughter gave birth to her for my family. I already have two sweet and cuddly babies at home. I don't want to talk to people like you who don't have daughters or granddaughters.
This is out of loyalty to Xiao Lan; he's targeting him!
"Nonsense, boys and girls are the same. Cheng'er was born by you, and you still raised him to adulthood, didn't you?"
“I still remember when Cheng’er was born, you were overjoyed and held him in your arms every day.”
As the eagle sat in the palace carving toys for the child of the sword, his thoughts drifted back to the past, recalling what Ah Yi had said.
It seemed to be true; he was very happy with the first child he had with the woman he loved.
But later...
His son grew up, and he had Huo Xiaolong.
With such a gem before me, the comparison is quite striking.
Back then, Long'er was mentally challenged, and even just sitting there, he found her more adorable than Huo Xiaocheng.
The main problem was that the young eagle was also rebellious at that time, going through a rebellious phase and getting angry at his father every day.
Huo Xiaocheng is selective about who he targets; he angers Xiong Ying but not He Yi.
"That's because Long'er is good! His greatest contribution is bringing triumph to the family!"
"..."
"Thank you on behalf of your son! Go to sleep!"
He Yi gently kicked Huo Shuwen twice and pulled him to bed to rest.
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