After the child was washed and wrapped, Fang Shanggong carefully took him out.
The emperor was still standing where he was just now.
He clearly heard it, but for some reason he didn't move at all.
Fang Shanggong smiled and stood forward again, entrusting the child in his arms to the emperor.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on getting another prince."
The child brought out by Fang Shanggong had his eyes closed and was no longer crying.
The emperor seemed a little startled.
He gently stretched out his hand and rubbed the baby's tender face.
"Why doesn't he cry?"
Fang Shanggong laughed: "I'm tired from crying.
I'm going to sleep now."
"Oh," the emperor paused and asked, "How is your concubine?"
Fang Shanggong clearly heard the emperor calling the concubine by her nickname in the room just now, but she knew very well what words should be heard and what words should not be heard.
"Your Majesty is fine too, but she's just too tired."
Seeing that the Emperor was still standing there, Fang Shanggong added: "It's almost tidied up inside.
If Your Majesty wants to see Your Majesty, you can go in now."
The emperor slowly stepped forward.
The faces that came into view were all beaming with joy, and they congratulated the emperor repeatedly.
The emperor walked around the plain gauze screen at the door of the inner chamber, paused briefly, and then walked forward.
The closer you get, the more you can see Xie Ning's appearance clearly.
The room had been tidied up just now, and Xie Ning had also changed into plain silk clothes.
His hair was disheveled, his beautiful face looked haggard than usual, and his lips were pale and bloodless.
The emperor stood in front of the bed and said nothing.
For a while just now, he felt as if he was trapped in a dream.
The journey from outside the house to the bedside is like walking out of a dream step by step.
She's within reach.
What he wanted, he once thought he would never get, and even gave up hope, but found that he had already got it.
The emperor sat beside the bed, and Xie Ning lay quietly.
She didn't actually fall asleep, she was just too tired.
She woke up in pain early in the morning, and then it was a long, torturous day.
She slowly opened her eyes, and everything in her vision gradually became clearer from blur.
The emperor brushed away a lock of hair that was brushing beside her face for her: "Thank you for your hard work."
"Where's the child?"
Fang Shanggong hurried over and placed the child in her arms next to Xie Ning's pillow, so that Xie Ning didn't need to move.
As long as she turned her head slightly, she could see the son she had given birth to after all the hard work.
The child slept soundly, and Xie Ning watched intently, reluctant to blink.
"How much does he weigh" The emperor didn't think to ask, so Fang Shanggong said softly: "It's two taels heavier than the eldest prince's time."
"Everything is okay" Xie Ning's question was confusing, and the emperor didn't know what to say.
Fang Shanggong said: "Master, don't worry, the third prince is fine everywhere, he is very neatly born.
His feet are more than two inches.
Mr.
Li just saw it."
Yes, the third prince will definitely not be short in the future."
Xie Ning felt a little relieved after hearing what she said.
"Has the Emperor hugged you?"
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"I haven't hugged him yet."
The emperor stretched out his hand and slowly put it down: "I'm afraid I'll wake him up."
Fang Shanggong smiled and said, "It's not that easy to wake up.
You can give me a hug."
The emperor held this small, soft child.
Obviously the child only weighed so much, but he felt heavy and heavy in his hands.
The child didn't know if it was because he felt uncomfortable, but his little mouth moved.
The emperor froze there, not daring to move.
Just when Fang Shanggong reached out to pick it up, the emperor handed the child to her as if he had been granted amnesty.
"It's not the first time.
You don't seem to have hugged me before.
You also hugged Hong'er when he was a child."
Fang Shanggong felt that standing here was a little unnecessary, and said softly: "His Royal Highness, the eldest prince and others are here.
Say hello to the master.
I will take the third prince out and give them a look."
Although it had been tidied up, it was still inconvenient for the half-grown child to enter the delivery room.
Fang Shanggong carried the third prince outside.
The eldest prince and Princess Yuyao both stretched their heads to look curiously.
As for the third prince, he probably doesn't understand the meaning of having an extra brother.
He is also curious, but not as eager as his brother and sister.
Besides, he was too short, even if he stood on tiptoes, he couldn't reach him.
The eldest prince, on the other hand, picked up his younger brother after he had finished his eyesore and asked him to stand on a chair so that he could see clearly.
"Hong'er, look, this is my younger brother.
Well, you are also an older brother now."
The second prince didn't understand what his younger brother meant, but he had never seen anyone older than him in the palace.
This was the first time he saw someone smaller than him who needed someone to hold him in his arms.
When the second prince was happy, he wanted to reach out and grab it, which scared everyone around him.
Did Fang Shanggong know that this little ancestor, despite his small size, had strong hands, and the third prince couldn't withstand him?
Grab it, otherwise today's happy day will soon turn into extreme joy and sorrow.
The eldest prince quickly pulled him back, while Princess Yuyao stepped forward and stood between the second and third brothers.
Princess Yuyao had seen a lot of things that he had destroyed.
The cloth tigers and rabbits with missing heads and tails, the eldest prince took a long time to cut and put together, and the small building made of cardboard fell apart in one sitting.
Fang Shanggong didn't dare to let the second prince look at his younger brother, so he quickly carried the third prince into the inner room.
Princess Yuyao discussed with the eldest prince seriously: "In the future, there will be two younger brothers, so the names will have to be changed."
The eldest prince responded while feeding the second prince water.
"Brother Hong'er has a name, so it's easy to call him.
The little brother hasn't been named yet."
According to the custom in the palace, the name will not be given until he is one year old.
It's only just passed the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the name won't be picked until the end of the year at the earliest.
The eldest prince smiled: "Maybe the empress will give him a nickname first.
Doesn't Lin Minsheng have a nickname?"
When I talk about this Princess Yuyao, I can't help laughing.
After the two of them got acquainted, Lin Minsheng still had some reservations.
At least he now knew that he wanted to save face and would not tell Princess Yuyao in letters any more embarrassing things.
But I can't stand Mrs.
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Lin entering the palace now.
When Mrs.
Lin mentioned her eldest grandson, she didn't have so many scruples, and she said his nickname smoothly.
Lin Minsheng didn't know that the big secret he had been hiding had been exposed.
But Princess Yuyao also wanted to know why Lin Minsheng had such a nickname.
I have heard before that most people are afraid that their children will die young, so they give their children a nickname so that they can support themselves, but this is the first time I have encountered this.
Lin Minsheng’s nickname is Gouwa.
Princess Yuyao was dumbfounded when she heard it for the first time.
She held it in for a long time.
When she got back to the house, she threw herself on the bed and covered her head and laughed wildly.
Then she thought about whether she should change the title at the beginning of her letter to Lin Minsheng: