Wang Yundao: "The queen is still in the outer room of the warm pavilion at night, and she gets up in the middle of the night to see the little prince, and the emperor lives in the main house alone, and she is already a little unhappy." ”

The Queen Mother came to her senses, looked at Wang Yun and said, "It's okay to be unhappy, why didn't you think about the mourning family before, what are you calling them?" ”

"Once this woman gives birth to a child, her heart will be full of children, and the queen has no time to take care of the emperor now, according to the emperor's temper, she will be angry, and she will have fun by herself."

"You say, it's not that they collapsed on their own, and they broke themselves, what did the mourning family do before to make the emperor unhappy?"

Wang Yun thought to himself that the queen had no children before, thinking that the queen mother didn't like the queen because of her children and grandchildren.

I watched it first, and I didn't like it when I had a child, that is, I didn't like this queen completely, and I didn't know when it would get better.

Wang Yun said softly: "The emperor and the queen mother are really angry, that's coquettish, it will be good later, the emperor is the most filial to the queen mother." ”

The Queen Mother loves to hear this.

She lay down and said in a brisk tone: "If the mourning family doesn't care, the emperor will find a lot of women by himself, and then give birth to a lot of little emperors and grandchildren, and the mourning family doesn't need to look at the child and look at her face." ”

Wang Yun went over there and extinguished the lamps one by one.

…………

Li Zhao was sleeping soundly, but why did a dog chase her and lick her head.

Li Zhao was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, argued twice, and instantly sobered up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that someone was really kissing her.

It's Yang Houzhao.

Li Zhao's frightened heart finally fell back, and he said unhappily: "Long live Lord, why did you come here and scared me to death?" ”

Yang Houzhao can't sleep.

began to gently wipe Li Zhao's lips with his fingers: "Ah Zhao, I miss you." ”

Li Zhao said: "Long live Lord, don't make trouble, the child is next door, don't wake him up." ”

The moonlight was blurry, Li Zhao didn't see it, and Yang Houzhao's face sank suddenly when he heard the child.

That's when the child really cried.

Li Zhao pushed Yang Houzhao away and went to the ground, and then only half of his shoes were worn, and he hurried into the warm pavilion.

Yang Houzhao was pushed away, speechless, this woman is really about to turn the sky upside down.

The point is that the little emperor is so angry, but no one comes to comfort him.

The lights in the house are all on, the nurse Aunt Qin, the two palace maids and Li Zhao are all surrounding the child, and the warm pavilion is lively like a lantern festival, but there is no one here.

Yang Houzhao was very aggrieved, but Li Zhao hummed a little song and teased the child on the side, and he suddenly felt very good-looking.

He quietly approached the warm pavilion, Li Zhao took his son's little hand with his fingers, and then asked the nurse: "Why do you feel a small red dot on the back of your hand?" ”

"Isn't it hot, oops, I have prickly heat, but fortunately there are few, and the slave maid will change a thinner mat for October."

Li Zhao took the child: "I'll sleep in my arms." ”

The people in the room were busy again, but they were all cautious and silent.

The child's little head snuggled under Li Zhao's arm and slept peacefully.

As for Li Zhao, her hair is scattered, the candlelight is shining on her, her face and characters are soft, and her temperament seems to be a little more indifferent and warm than before the birth.

Is this what being a mother looks like?

She looked at the child's smile comfortingly, but her eyes were tired and bloodshot.

This is indeed what it is like to be a mother.

Tired, but happy.

A feeling of guilt suddenly rose in Yang Houzhao's heart.

This is the child of the two of them, Li Zhao can sacrifice the time to sleep at night, get up and coax the child, that is to take care of the two of them, but because of the child, he feels that he is left out, it is really not a thing.

Yang Houzhao pursed his lips guiltily and grimaced where no one was.

Li Zhao happened to see him as soon as he turned around, and said in a low voice: "Long live Lord, if you are tired, go to rest, you are busy during the day, and the children are noisy at night, don't delay your spirit." ”

But Ah Zhao is also busy during the day, although he is a little more, but he is the emperor, and he can always find free time to sleep.

Yang Houzhao walked to Li Zhao's side, looked at October with two bright eyes, and then sighed as if he had discovered a new continent: "He's really fun?" ”

This Yang Houzhao is still a child.

There are children.

Anyway, who let him participate?

Li Zhao said: "He's asleep, do you want to hug him?" "Whether it's a man or a woman, for children, you have to have more contact to have feelings.

It turns out that without knowing whether the child is her own or not, a lactating woman, as long as she thinks she gave birth to it, will take good care of the child and give it milk.

So this is hormone controlled, seeing a child, normal human beings will produce hormones of joy, love, and want to take care of them, which is an important instinct to ensure the continuation of offspring.

So feelings need to be cultivated, even if they are biological.

Yang Houzhao looked very panicked: "Ah Zhao, I don't dare to hug him, I don't dare." ”

Men hug their grandchildren but not their children, and the queen mother told Yang Houzhao that he was not allowed to hold children, so Yang Houzhao had no training in this area.

Li Zhao said: "Do you want me to teach you?" ”

Although Yang Houzhao's eyes were yearning, he kept shaking his head.

The child fell asleep, and Li Zhao didn't want Yang Houzhao to disturb him.

So he said, "Then let you touch your hands, and then we will lie down in October." ”

It's okay to touch your hands.

Yang Houzhao stretched out his big hand to touch October's little hand.

Who knew that at this time, October who was sleeping in his sleep, didn't know if it was out of instinct or what, he directly grabbed one of Yang Houzhao's fingers and didn't let go.

That soft, petite flesh touch.

Yang Houzhao couldn't say what it felt, his heart seemed to have been hit by something, and he softened all of a sudden, but he felt that his whole person became strong all of a sudden.

He's a father, he's a son's father.

He's already a father, and this is a son.

Yang Houzhao was surprised, and then looked up at Li Zhao: "Ah Zhao, I won't let go of October when I hold on." ”

His voice was very low, very low, for fear of waking up October.

Li Zhaowan smiled: "Because I know that you are my father." ”

Know that he is the father of the emperor!

They're father and son.

Yang Houzhao said in a low voice: "Ah Zhao, you let me hug him." ”

Li Zhao: "......"

Isn't it not learning?

………………

In the early dynasty, as soon as the emperor sat down, he yawned long.

The officials all looked at the emperor curiously, why didn't the emperor sleep well last night?

After Yang Houzhao finished yawning, he looked down proudly: "I just know that the hard work and fatigue of being a mother, you old men, even if you carry the burden on your shoulders, you can't experience that kind of tiredness." ”

"You owe a debt of gratitude to your wives and mothers."

And they were all stunned.

You big men.

Isn't the emperor himself?

What kind of demon is the emperor doing?