The nanny couldn't coax Xiao Baozi, and looked at Ye Feibai with a look of fear.
Ye Feibai sighed silently, with a low voice: "Give it to me."
Ye Feibai hugged the child, and the child stopped crying and making noise.
The nurses had never seen such a thing before, and they were all very surprised at the moment, that the newborn baby started to recognize people.
Ye Feibai said in a deep voice, "You all go out."
After Ye Feibai gave an order, all the nannies retreated and closed the door softly.
Ye Feibai looked down at the small ball, his voice was soft and slightly hoarse: "Why are you crying so hard, are you missing your mother?"
Xiao Baozi naturally couldn't understand what he was talking about, and nestled contentedly in the crook of his hand, as if he had fallen asleep.
Seeing him falling asleep, Ye Feibai wanted to put him on the bed, but unexpectedly his mouth was flattened, as if he was about to cry again.
Ye Feibai had no choice but to pick him up again and sit down beside the bed.
Looking at his appearance, Ye Feibai felt that his heart was completely soft.
He stretched out his slender fingers and scratched his little nose: "You are so difficult to serve, I don't know who you are like."
Ye Feibai stretched out his fingertips to gently caress his face, and the ice in his eyes melted little by little, exuding tenderness: "Baby, do you know where your mother has gone? You miss her very much, don't you? I miss her too. "
He lowered his eyes slightly, and an imperceptible sadness appeared on his handsome face.
Ye Feibai stared at his precious son, and there was a trace of hatred in his voice: "Ying'er, you are really so cruel! Don't you even want your son?"
The baby was full of milk, and was tired from crying before.
He grabbed Ye Feibai's fingers, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Ye Feibai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He carefully put the little bun on the bed, lay beside him, and looked at him with his head propped up.
He watched it sleep soundly with its eyes closed, and a strange feeling surged in his heart. This must be blood relationship.
It must have been very painful for Ying'er to give birth to him. I don't know where she is now and if she is doing well.
Ye Feibai slept until midnight, seeing that the child was fast asleep, he called Ling Feng over.
Ling Feng's figure quietly appeared in the room, with a respectful expression: "What is your order?"
Ye Feibai narrowed his eyes slightly: "How is Luhen's injury?"
"Back to the lord, the injury on Luhen's shoulder is extremely serious, and he is still in a coma, but after the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, there is no serious problem."
"When she wakes up, bring her here."
Ling Feng clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"
Just as Ling Feng was about to leave, he heard the child lying beside Ye Feibai cry again.
He paused, and turned around to see Ye Feibai holding the child in his arms, coaxing the child helplessly.
There was a smile in Ling Feng's eyes, and he said seriously: "My lord, the little prince may need to change his diaper, please go down and call the nanny over."
"Forget it!" Ye Feibai frowned, the little guy was going to cry endlessly after a while.
Ye Feibai put the little bun on the bed, opened the diaper and took a look, at this moment the crying stopped suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, a jet of water shot out from between Xiao Baozi's legs, and then poured on his own face, and naturally a small part of it also fell on Ye Feibai's body.
Ye Feibai suddenly petrified, and before he could react, the little bun was frightened by his urine, opened his mouth and burst into sobs, crying very loudly.
Ye Feibai let out a chuckle, stretched out his hand and patted his little butt gently: "Little idiot!"
He sent a maid to bring warm water, cleaned the little bun himself, changed it into a dry diaper, and wrapped him up again.
In the past, where did he serve others, but now he is happy to do these things.
Ye Feibai changed his clothes casually, and found that the little bun was crying pitifully to himself.
"Are you hungry again?" Ye Feibai looked at his little face that was blushing from crying, and helplessly stretched out his hand to pinch his nose: "You are still avenging your mother, so you are sincerely torturing your father?"
After Ye Feibai asked Ling Feng to go to the next door and invite a nanny to come over to nurse the little thing, he still refused to sleep.
Ye Feibai had no choice but to walk around the room with him in his arms, trying to keep his steps light.
Ling Feng, who was standing outside and guarded, heard the commotion inside, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I heard that if you sing a ditty to a crying child, the child will be coaxed."
Ye Feibai was driven mad by the little bun crying, and in the end he had no choice but to sing a ditty to him.
Fortunately, this little guy was very kind to him, and when he heard him humming, his crying gradually stopped.
Ye Feibai hummed and sang the lyrics softly: "You are my eyes, show me the changes of the four seasons... because you are my eyes... the world is right in front of my eyes...
He suddenly remembered that winter night, she was wearing a thick cloak, playing the piano under the moonlight, just to find out the truth from him.
If he responded to her at that time, would everything be different
The night became more and more silent, Ye Feibai coaxed the baby, and fell asleep with it.
Two days later, Luhen, who had just woken up, was brought to Ye Feibai by Ling Feng.
Luhen's head was buried low, and she didn't dare to lift it up at all. She felt a sharp gaze fall on her body, and her legs almost went limp.
"You've always lived in that small courtyard?" Ye Feibai asked, his voice much softer than expected.
Luhen was slightly stunned, and when she raised her head slightly, she saw Ye Feibai holding the tightly wrapped baby in her arms, patting his body with big hands from time to time.
Luhen still had some prejudices against Ye Feibai before, but seeing him love the child so much now, she also felt a little warmth in her heart, she was not going to lie, and said in a low voice: "Yes!"
Ye Feibai narrowed his eyes slightly, confirming that Lu Hen's expulsion by Su Ying was just a scene: "How has Ying'er been doing in the past six months?"
When Lu Hen heard Ye Feibai's question, he was surprised. When the prince mentioned Miss, his voice was clearly full of tenderness, and he still had Miss in his heart.
Lu Hen replied hesitantly: "Little... the princess has been doing well in the past six months."
"What did she do?" He wondered what she would do without him.
"The princess seldom goes out, she basks in the sun every day, takes a walk in the yard, and occasionally plays cards with her servants..."
A trace of bitterness flashed in Ye Feibai's dark eyes, she could still live a very good and comfortable life without him.
"Is it hard for Ying'er to be pregnant with this child?"