The Royal’s Little Lady

The child was brought out by the wife.

Xiao Heng stepped forward and took the child into his arms.

Wife smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, San Ye, look at how good this young master looks! When he was born, the room seemed to glow red. In the future, this young master will be extraordinary!"

Hong Guang said that Po Wen didn’t look too real, she only felt that the shining in front of her eyes were all red, and she could barely open her eyes at that moment. Although it was disappeared in a flash, it did not prevent her from being here. Xiao Heng spoke in front of him.

Who knew that Xiao Heng had heard this, but he glanced at her.

The cold and sharp look made her tremble.

Amitabha, does this look like the eyes of someone who has just become a father?

Xiao Heng ignored the nonsense stable woman, he lowered his head and looked at the little thing in his arms.

He has seen his brother's children not long before they were born. They don't have hair or eyelashes, but his little thing has dark and moist lanugo hair, and a few eyelashes are moist on the eyelids.

His skin was white with the powdery redness that was characteristic of his birth, and his cheeks were round and small, and his small mouth was pouting slightly, like a ripe little fruit.

He was asleep with his eyes closed at this time, with a fat little face, soft and serene, and plump like a small Buddha descending to the world.

Xiao Heng looked at the soft little thing in his arms, it was really cute and soft in his arms. He really liked it as he watched it, and he was reluctant to let it go.

The joy of being a new father rose in my heart, no matter how deserted people were in the past, joy in my eyes at this time.

At this moment, the third prince next to him leaned in and glanced at the little baby in Xiao Heng's arms.

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Like me when I was a kid."

Xiao Heng heard that the expression in his eyes turned into a sharp sword, and he glanced at him fiercely, then he held the little baby in his arms and prepared to enter the house.

He obviously didn't want this person to see his little baby.

However, the third prince caught up: "I was like this when I was a kid!"

In order not to scare his child who had just come to the world, Xiao Heng resisted the urge to kick him directly and walked in.

The third prince had to chase after him, and the old lady, eldest lady and several young masters nearby had already arrived.

The eldest master was instructed by his mother to stop him: "The third prince, if you have something to say slowly, let's go to Hua Ting, let's talk about the reasons."

The second young master stood directly in front of him and blocked his sight: "The third prince, this is the delivery room, the delivery room of the courtier's concubine room, the prince's golden body, still don't be infected with bad luck."

However, the third prince was not reconciled. He felt that that night he and Gu Suier had a dewy marriage. This child may be his own, besides, how much the child resembled when he was a child!

He still wanted to go over and take a look.

But at this moment, a group of people came out there, and there was a decree.

"Third princes take the order."

The third prince looked at the closed door of the delivery room, and then at the emperor who was about to deliver the decree. He had no choice but to take the decree first.

As usual, the imperial edict began with the emperor's edict of Fengtian Chengyun. The cumbersome beginning was omitted, and the content was very simple. It was to ask him to enter the palace to meet the emperor.

If the eunuchs and guards usually call, he can still rely on it.

But now it is a serious imperial edict. If he doesn't follow the imperial edict, the trouble will be serious.

The third prince couldn't help but glanced at the closed delivery room door, but could only gritted his teeth and left.

Xiao Heng carried the child into the delivery room, only to find that it was quite sultry inside, and there was a smell of blood. When I walked in, I saw that the small face was thin and tender, and the skin was pale, not bloody.

At first glance, it seemed that he would not wake up.

He twisted his eyebrows and asked the mother in a dumb voice: "What's wrong with her?"

The midwife said hurriedly and respectfully: "San Ye, my little madam, this is exhausted, she is asleep, she will be fine when she wakes up, or I will wake her up."

Xiao Heng shook his head and whispered: "No need."

As he said, he looked down at the little baby in his arms. Under his naive little head, his delicate eyes were quietly drooping. The small eyelashes became more and more obvious. The milk-red mouth was slightly pouting, and he was sleeping soundly.

When he got up and went out, he saw the old lady and the old lady waiting eagerly beside him, and went over and gave the child to the old lady.

The old lady took the child, and suddenly the old lady and the two young grandmothers gathered around to watch.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but exclaim.

It is inevitable that this newborn child has strange things, such as swelling on the face, black and red, or the few hairs on the forehead that are convex like a mangy dog.

However, this little baby is different from the others. Although the fat and milky face is also red, it is just that pink and tender red. The skin of a baby is also red, and the tender pink of the snow-white skin is different from the red of the black skin.

One is clear and soft and exudes pink color, and the other is the red of the little black egg.

The old lady held the new-born baby carefully, watching the pink jade-like skin and tender skin like a newly-peeled chicken, and her small eyebrows and small eyes were as delicate as paintings. It was too rare.

"Good-looking, really good-looking, this kid will be terrific in the future, handsome, even better than Ah Heng!"

Needless to say, the two young grandmothers had children of their own, and they both liked the little babies very much. Now they came to take a closer look and couldn't help but admire them again and again.

"Old lady, look, his little mouth is thin and red, so pretty!"

"The nose is quite pretty. It's rare for children to see such a good nose."

In the admiration of these women, the little man finally slowly opened his eyes.

He was just born, his eyes were long and thin, and now he opened slightly, the moist eyelashes were even more eye-catching, curled up, and the eyes moved slightly, as if to glance at the few people in front of him.

That look, that aura, cool and faint, a little Xiao Heng alive.

Now the women were all happy, and couldn't help laughing: "It's really exactly the same as Ah Heng!"

If there were some doubts about how to jump out of a third prince before, then it is no doubt now.

This is clearly the blood of Ah Heng, how could it be someone else's!

And while they were talking and laughing, the little baby suddenly opened the creamy little mouth wide, revealing the red and tender gums inside.

His small mouth was so big that he opened it so big that the small nose on his fat little face turned up.

A few women saw the delicate little man yawning magnificently, then closed his eyes lazily, glanced at them with some contempt, and then went on to sleep.

The old lady was startled at first by the little man being able to make such a big yawn, and then after watching others calmly glanced at herself, she continued to sleep calmly and could not help being stunned.

After that, she and her daughter-in-law and grand-daughter-in-law looked at each other.

Finally, the big guy couldn't help but laugh.

"This little man is really funny!"

"Yeah... I don't know, I thought the little man understood us!"

"Little guy!" The old lady couldn't help rubbing the little guy's nose lovingly; "It looks like a ghost at first sight!"

In the delivery room, exhausted and exhausted Gu Suier finally slowly opened his eyes.

She remembered that she seemed to hear the cry of a little baby before going to bed, the tender and crisp cry, but it was very powerful.

The explosive feeling reminded her of the strength of the tadpole kicking in her stomach.

He has finally tossed enough mother, has he been born yet?

Gu Suier opened her eyes and felt that she was not the same as before.

It used to be in the stomach, after all, it was in the stomach.

Now that she came out, she felt that there was one more person in this world who was connected with her blood.

This is a very strange thing.

After sleeping, there is one more person in this world out of thin air.

The first thing she opened her eyes was to look for it, to see her little tadpole, to see what he looked like.

But the first thing she saw was Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng was sitting beside her couch, waiting for her quietly, staring at her intently.

After experiencing the pain of childbirth, when she saw him again, she felt like she was a world away.

He is very good-looking, and his face is beautiful everywhere. Looking at him in the past, I always feel that this person is too cold, as cold as snow on the mountain.

But now seeing it, I feel in a daze that he is not cold.

He is just that.

There was no smile, no anger, and he looked at everything around him quietly.

Those who don't know think he is cold.

When Xiao Heng saw her waking up, his eyebrows were narrowed, and his voice was slightly tightened: "Does it hurt?"

Gu Suier blinked, nodded lightly, and shook his head after thinking about it.

She was weak and supple, obedient, soft, and her eyes reflected all her thoughts.

Xiao Heng knew what she meant, saying that it hurt before, but it doesn't hurt much now.

He lifted his finger.

"Drink some porridge first." He said so dumbly when those slender fingers gently stroked her cheek.

"Um..." she answered lowly.

Soon the mother next to me brought it up. It was millet and red date bird's nest porridge, which I had ordered to cook and boiled very thinly.

Xiao Heng brought the bowl and fed her personally.

Gu Suier opened her mouth obediently and let him feed.

He feeds a spoonful and she drinks it.

This millet porridge has obviously been stewed for a long time. The sweet aroma of red dates has already melted in the porridge, and the peculiar smell of bird's nest is also covered by the aroma of millet. The soft and glutinous millet porridge melts in your mouth, it is a different kind of sweetness, and is most suitable for women who have just given birth.

After taking a few sips, Gu Suier felt that she had strength and energy, so she turned her head slightly, turned her eyes, and looked left and right.

Xiao Heng felt that she was not good enough, so he stretched out a big hand, grabbed her head, and fixed it so that she would not move and drink porridge obediently.

She hummed softly as a protest, then faced the soup beside her mouth, closed her mouth tightly and stopped eating.

Xiao Heng helplessly raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Gu Suier glanced at him and asked in a low voice: "Where is the tadpole..."

Her little tadpoles, where are the little tadpoles that she has worked so hard to give birth to.

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at the look of expectation in her eyes, as if he felt a little funny. After holding the soup for a while, he finally ordered the maternal next to him: "Come in."