Three hundred and thirty-one salutation
The child was washed and wrapped, and Fang Shanggong carefully carried him out. ε «δΈδΈβ ζη½γβ .
The emperor was still standing where he was just now, and he clearly heard it, but he didn't know why he didn't move.
Fang Shanggong smiled and stood forward again, entrusting the child in his arms to the emperor.
"Congratulations to the emperor, you have another prince."
The eyes of the child Fang Shanggong held out were closed, and he didn't cry anymore.
The emperor seemed to be a little startled, he gently stretched out his hand and rubbed it lightly on the baby's tender face.
"Why didn't he cry?"
Fang Shanggong smiled: "I'm tired of crying, isn't this sleeping." β
"Oh," the emperor paused and asked, "how is the concubine?" β
Fang Shanggong clearly heard in the house just now that the emperor had forgotten to call the concubine's name, but she knew very well what to hear and what not to hear.
"Niangniang is also fine, but she is too tired." Seeing that the emperor was still standing there and didn't move, Fang Shanggong added: "It's almost cleaned up, if the emperor wants to see Niangniang, he can go in now." β
The emperor slowly stepped forward.
The faces that greeted him were full of joy, congratulating the emperor repeatedly.
The emperor bypassed the plain gauze screen at the door of the inner room, paused slightly, and then walked forward.
The closer you go, the more you can see Shainin's appearance.
The house had been cleaned up just now, and Xie Ning had also changed into a plain silk shirt, his head was scattered and draped, his beautiful face looked haggard than usual, and his lips were pale and bloodless.
The emperor stood in front of the bed and did not make a sound.
For a while, he felt as if he was trapped in a dream. The journey from the outside of the house to the bedside is like stepping out of a dream.
She's right within reach.
What he wanted, he thought he would never get, and even gave up hope, but now he actually got it.
The emperor sat on the edge of the bed, and Xie lay quietly. She hadn't actually fallen asleep, she was just so tired that 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 went from blurry to clear.
The emperor brushed away the lock of hair next to her cheek for her: "Thank you for your hard work." β
"Where's the kid?"
Fang Shanggong hurriedly came over and put the child in his arms next to Xie Ning's pillow, so that Xie Ning didn't have to move, as long as he turned his head slightly, he could see the son she had worked so hard to give birth to.
The child slept very soundly, and Shainin couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was reluctant to blink.
"How much does he weigh?"
The emperor didn't think to ask, Fang Shanggong said softly: "It's two taels heavier than the eldest prince at that time." β
"All right?"
Xie Ning asked without a beginning or an end, and the emperor didn't know what to say, or Fang Shanggong said: "Master, don't worry, the third prince is good anywhere, and he was born very neatly." The feet are more than two inches, Lord Li has seen it just now, and said that the third prince will not be short in the future. β
Xie Ning was a little relieved when he heard her say this.
"Has the emperor hugged him?"
"I haven't hugged it yet." The emperor stretched out his hand and slowly put it down again: "I'm afraid I'll wake him up." β
Fang Shanggong smiled and said, "It's not so easy to wake up, can you give it a hug?" β
The emperor hugged this small, soft child, obviously the child was so weighty, but he felt heavy in his hand.
The child didn't know if it was because he felt uncomfortable, his small mouth moved, and the emperor suddenly 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 amnestied.
"It's not the first time, why don't you seem to have hugged it. When Hong'er was a child, you also hugged it. β
Fang Shanggong felt that it was a little redundant for him to stand here, and said softly: "His Royal Highness the Great Prince, they are here, ask the master An, and the slave and maid will take the third prince out and show them." β
Although it has been cleaned up, it is still inconvenient for the half-grown child to enter the delivery room, Fang Shanggong took the third prince outside, and the eldest prince and Princess Yuyao both stretched out their heads curiously to look. As for the third prince, he probably didn't understand the meaning of having another younger brother, and he was also curious, but he was not as eager as his brother and sister. Besides, he's too short to see even on tiptoe.
But the eldest prince, after finishing his eyes, picked up his younger brother and let him stand on the chair, so that he could see clearly.
"Hong'er, look at it, this is my younger brother. Well, you're also an older brother now. β
The second prince didn't understand what his younger brother meant, but in the palace, he had never only seen someone older than him, and it was the first time he had seen someone younger than him who needed someone to hold him in his arms.
As soon as the second prince was happy, he wanted to reach out and grab it, which scared the people next to him, Fang Shanggong knew that this little ancestor, don't look at the small people, the strength of his hands is big, the third prince can't stand his pounce, otherwise today's happy day will soon turn into happiness and sorrow.
The eldest prince hurriedly pulled him back, and Princess Yuyao stepped forward to block the second and third brothers.
Princess Yuyao has seen a lot of things that have been destroyed by him, the cloth tiger, rabbit, and the eldest prince who have lost their heads and tails have been cut for a long time and fought for a long time, and the small building made of hard paper has been broken by his buttocks.
Fang Shanggong didn't dare to let the second prince see his younger brother, so he hurriedly hugged the third prince into the inner room.
Princess Yuyao discussed with the eldest prince in a serious manner: "In the future, there will be two younger brothers, and the title will have to be changed, right?" β
The eldest prince fed the second prince water while responding.
"Brother Hong'er has a name, it's easy to call it, but the little brother hasn't been named yet." According to the custom in the palace, the name will not be chosen until the first year of life. It's just over the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the name won't be chosen until the end of the year at the earliest.
The eldest prince smiled: "Maybe Niangniang will give him a milk name first." Doesn't Lin Minsheng have a nickname? β
As soon as she said this, Princess Yuyao couldn't hold back her laughter.
After the two got acquainted, Lin Minsheng actually had some reservations, at least he knew that he wanted to save face now, and some things that he felt embarrassed about would not be written in the letter to Princess Yuyao.
But I can't stop Mrs. Lin from entering the palace for a while. When Mrs. Lin mentioned her eldest grandson, she didn't have so many scruples, so she said his nickname by the way.
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 would take such a milk name.
I've heard before that most people are afraid that their children will die young, so they give their children a cheap name to support them, but this is the first time I've encountered them.
Lin Minsheng's nickname is ...... Dog baby.
Princess Yuyao was stupid when she heard it for the first time, and she held it for a long time, and when she returned to the house, she threw herself on the bed and covered her head and laughed wildly.
Then she thought, if she writes to Lin Minsheng again, should she change the title at the beginning?