In the depths of the Imperial Garden, on the shore of the Lake of Life, as Wen Po and the grandmothers retreated away, they became quiet again.

The fountain of life in the center of the lake is still bubbling outward, sprinkled on the emerald green surface of the lake, causing ripples, and at the same time, on the surface of the lake, the life essence that is so dense that it forms a substantial mist floats out from the lake and gathers in mid-air, forming a dazzling emerald green cloud.

Then these clouds, under the action of some powerful suction, all descended in unison, like a rolling tornado, into a figure lying flat on a cushion on the shore of the lake, and enveloped it entirely, looking from afar, like a large cocoon.

If there is a learned monk here, he will surely shout the name of this big cocoon, the cocoon of life!

Inside the cocoon of life, Rouge, who has just experienced the pain of childbirth, has closed his eyes and fallen into a deep sleep, while the green cocoon that radiates light outside his body is undoubtedly the best means of recovery in the world, and it contains the essence of life that is difficult to describe in words.

On the shore of the lake, beside Rouge, who was lying and resting, Zhao Yu, who was wearing a dark golden imperial robe, sat cross-legged and looked down at the front.

In front of the young emperor, two small swaddling clothes were placed on the soft lawn, and at the same time, two little dolls wrapped in the swaddling clothes also stared at Zhao Yu with big black eyes.

Three pairs of extremely similar, ebony-like eyes, looking at each other in one place, Zhao Yu's eyes were soft, while the eyes of the two little babies were curious and close.

This is the first time that a young father and his newborn child have made eye contact, and in this eye contact, there seems to be an indescribable magic that makes it impossible to take the eyes off both sides.

The two little guys in front of Zhao Yu who didn't cry or make trouble looked almost identical, and because of the identity of the Lord of Rouge and Hundred Flowers, the two of them were much bigger than ordinary newborn babies, and their black eyes were staring at Zhao Yu with a smart light of wisdom.

"Your Majesty, do you want to hug Your Royal Highness and the little princess down to rest first?"

Just as Zhao Yu and the two little beings looked at each other, a mother of the Ministry of Internal Affairs slowly came behind him and asked very respectfully, and then Zhao Yu raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the steady imperial voice said:

"Wait on the side first, I take care of the child, Rouge is still recovering, wait for her to wake up. ”

"Yes. ”

After the old lady knelt on the ground and saluted, she slowly retreated, and then made a face to the rest of the people around her, and the group moved away, leaving the reunion time of the four members of the Zhao family, the lord of Great Xia, without being disturbed.

Then Zhao Yu continued to look down at the two little dolls in front of him who seemed to never get tired of looking at them, and in the eyes, nose and mouth of his childhood, the young emperor also saw the shadow of himself and rouge.

Zhao Yu and Rouge both have the best looks in the entire vast land of Shenzhou, so just like the old grandmother at the gate of Zhenhuang City said, the little doll who inherited the appearance of the two of them, even if they were just born, their facial features have not yet opened, they already look flawless, especially the fair skin, like a piece of jade, exuding a charming luster.

And the most striking thing is that above the eyebrows of one of the swaddling babies, a piece of fiery red phoenix feathers is outlined, this phoenix feather is not big, but each line is lifelike, like a real phoenix feather of the Nine Heavens, shrinking countless times and then clinging to its forehead, attracting people's attention unconsciously, it is difficult to move away.

"It's really a beautiful phoenix mark. ”

A gentle voice came out of Zhao Yu's mouth, and perhaps because he understood the praise in Zhao Yu's words, the little doll that was looking at Zhao Yu suddenly giggled, and even wanted to stretch out his hand in swaddling clothes very lively, and then Zhao Yu's voice sounded again:

"As an older sister, you have to take good care of your brother. ”

After speaking, the young emperor looked at another little doll who seemed to be quieter on the side, but there was nothing unusual on this little doll's forehead, but the eyes appeared darker and deeper, like two pure black gems.

"According to the will of the Heavenly Dao, the men of our Zhao clan were not all smooth sailing at the beginning, and I am like this, and you are no exception, so maybe you who live under the aura of your sister need to be stronger. ”

The young emperor's words to the child have an unimaginable tenderness, it is true that no matter how calm the emperor who dominated the Great Xia at a young age is as calm as a mountain on weekdays, but the moment he saw his child, the softest place in his heart was also deeply touched.

Then Zhao Yu, who was becoming more and more dense in his heart, subconsciously leaned forward, raised his hand and slowly stretched it forward, wanting to gently touch the cheeks of the two children in front of him, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control the strength and hesitated, so the outstretched hand stopped in place.

In this way, the posture turned out to be a little clumsy, and then in Zhao Yu's ears, a light laugh sounded directly.

Zhao Yu turned his head sideways, and saw that Rouge, who had been resting with his eyes closed, had opened his eyes at some point, and was looking at the young emperor who was a little stiff with a smile, as well as the two swaddling clothes in front of him.

"After all, I am a cultivator, and I am afraid that I will not be able to control my strength well and hurt my children. ”

There was a hint of embarrassment in Zhao Yu's explanation, and then Rouge smiled brighter, and responded:

"Your Majesty's cultivation has reached the realm of transformation, how can there be no reason to control the strength, it's just that the beloved son is heartfelt. ”

After finishing speaking, Rouge in the cocoon of green life moved, wanting to raise his body, but was stopped by Zhao Yu waving his hand, and then Zhao Yu bent down, picked up the two swaddling clothes one left and one right, and gently put them on the side of Rouge's head, and the gentle voice continued to say:

"Rouge, it's really hard for you. ”

Diyin fell, and Rouge, who was lying flat on the ground, stared at the child who was also looking at his child with his eyes in swaddling clothes for a long time, with a strong love in his eyes, and finally said with a little choked up:

"Your Majesty, look how beautiful the children are. ”

"The girl on the left is the older sister, and the boy on the right is the younger brother. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu finally couldn't help but reach out and pinch the girl's cheek, only to feel that his hand was slippery, as if he was touching a piece of stunning jade, and the infant sister not only did not feel afraid, but laughed louder, and even took the initiative to rub Zhao Yu's big hand with her face.

"You like Daddy very much, little one. ”

Zhao Yu lowered his head, leaned his face close to the little girl who giggled below, and after the gentle voice came out, he carefully looked at the child's eyebrows, and then suddenly turned his head and said to Rouge with some excitement:

"Rouge, the child's eyebrows are like mine, but the eyes are like yours, both. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu put his face in front of the face of another little boy and continued to look at it, and at this moment, he was no longer the emperor who carried the entire Great Xia through the thorns and thorns, he was also like a child.