The milky little dumpling grew very fast, as if it was three months old in a blink of an eye.
As soon as Wen Mingyu went to look, he found that the little chili and the little sticky cake in the crib were stuffing the tender and tender fingers into his mouth, and he was very excited to eat the little hands.
In the first two months, they were still young and could not stretch their fingers, so they would stuff their fleshy little fists into their mouths from time to time, and the saliva would flow down naturally, crystal clear.
Every time Wen Mingyu sees it, she will be so cute. I can't help but think, if only a camera could capture it.
Because it is normal for babies to eat their hands, Wen Mingyu doesn't stop them, but only helps them clean their hands from time to time. When he is away, let the palace staff pay more attention.
He brought a new toy over. He had prepared a pottery ring ball before, but the material was hard. He felt that if the little dumpling couldn't help but bite, it might not be very good, so he replaced it with a soft cloth and used it better. Bright colors, colorful, just in line with the current needs of small dumplings.
Wen Mingyu shoved two balls into their hands, and sure enough, the balls immediately attracted their attention. The tiger puppets they liked were thrown aside, and the five little fingers spread out and grabbed them, hugging the colorful The cloth ball, the corners of his mouth are curved, showing a bright smile, and he also made a milky humming sound to express his joy.
Wen Mingyu just knelt on the plush carpet, rested her arms on the wooden railings of the crib, rested her chin on her chin, watched them play, and occasionally touched the wind chimes by the bedside.
The crisp voice attracted Xiao Nian Gao's attention, he turned his head and looked over, inadvertently looked at Wen Mingyu, then let out a tender and soft laughter, and shook the small cloth ball at him, as if in Say if I played well or not.
Wen Mingyu reached out and touched his little head, coaxingly said, "Little sticky cake is awesome."
The little sticky cake still didn't understand, but he still laughed happily, opened his mouth and made a purring sound, his little hands were chubby, and there was a concave pocket under each finger on the back of his hand, which made people want to pinch. He opened his hand towards Wen Mingyu, his fingers bent and scratched.
The little pepper next to him seemed to feel that he was being ignored, so he turned his head and leaned in unwillingly, waved his little hand, and pushed the ball to the little sticky cake. Some of the elder brothers who were domineeringly hammered twice a cup of tea time older than him were not allowed to monopolize daddy.
Little sticky cake ignored her, and she grabbed her brother's finger and stuffed it into her mouth to eat.
For a while, Xiao Nian Gao was at a loss, as if he didn't understand why he wasn't eating his hands, but his hands were still bitten and wet.
Wen Mingyu was so amused, she smiled and stretched out her hand and poked Xiao Chili's face lightly, and said, "Don't bully brother."
Little Chili continued to eat his brother's hands, and smiled at Wen Mingyu, as if he was a little shy, and he had to boast about competing for favor with his brother.
Wen Mingyu smiled and boasted.
Just then, Mu Zhan came over. As soon as he sees Wen Mingyu's absence now, he doesn't need to look for it. He goes directly to the crib in the side hall, and he will definitely find someone.
When Wen Mingyu saw him, he immediately waved his hand and told him to come over to take a look.
Mu Zhan stepped forward in three or two steps, leaned over and saw this silly scene, which was also very cute.
"Silly."
When Wen Mingyu heard it, she bumped Mu Zhan with her elbow without thinking.
Mu Zhan knew that he wouldn't let himself speak, but he still raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it?"
Wen Mingyu was silent for a while, it was indeed a little stupid, but how can the stupidity of the little cub be considered stupid? That's called Meng vomiting blood.
Watching them eat jiojio with their hands and hands all day doesn't get boring.
Therefore, Wen Mingyu said firmly: "Not stupid, super cute."
What else can Mu Zhan say, of course he can only nod in agreement.
In the crib, Little Chili ate his brother's hand for a while, and the little sticky cake finally reacted. He took his hand back and put it in his mouth to eat by himself. I don't know why I didn't eat enough. give you the feeling.
Wen Mingyu couldn't help laughing again, obviously the two little dumplings didn't understand anything, how could they always be so amusing.
When it was time to take a bath, the maid would come to hold the two little masters to serve and take a bath.
Wen Mingyu said, "I don't need you today, let's retire first."
The palace maid immediately understood that the sage and the queen wanted to wash the two little masters in person. When they heard this order for the first time, they were still a little surprised. After all, those high-ranking masters would never condescend to do what these servants do, but after thinking about it again, with the sage and the queen's The love between husband and wife, and the infinite love for the little master, it seems that it is normal to do it in person.
The maids made preparations for bathing in advance, and then stayed outside, waiting for orders at any time.
When Wen Mingyu was still pregnant, Mu Zhan ordered people to prepare a lot of necessary supplies for the emperor's heir, and the baby bathtub was naturally one of them. For such a small baby, it is of course not suitable to use an adult's bathtub or bathtub.
Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu hugged a milky little dumpling respectively, took off their clothes, did not rush into the bathtub, but first picked up some warm water and poured it lightly on the small sticky cakes and small peppers Let them get used to the water temperature, and then slowly put them into the water, while not forgetting to hold the back of their heads and necks with their hands.
Of course, they didn't rashly take a bath for the child, but they had learned from the aunt in the palace in advance and knew what to do before they really did it.
Mu Zhan had never thought about bathing the child. After all, these things have been left to the palace servants for a long time. But Wen Mingyu brought it up, and when he was free, he agreed.
When I actually washed it, I realized that my heart was very different.
His hands directly touched the tender skin of the child. It was so small that he was the size of two palms. He was so fragile that he didn't dare to use more strength, for fear of pinching the little dumplings and hurting them.
The two young fathers were cautious, but the two little ancestors lying in the bathtub were very presumptuous. Without any scruples, they stretched out their little hands and patted on the water, and when they heard the sound of the water, they giggled with a small face. Full of joy.
And the splashing water made Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu's clothes wet and stuck to their skin.
They were all helpless, unable to laugh or cry.
The little dumpling didn't even realize that he was in trouble, and was very happy.
When they were done washing, Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan seemed to have taken a bath, and most of their clothes were wet. If it wasn't for the earth dragon burning in the hall, they might have caught a cold.
Wen Mingyu took a clean and soft cloth and wrapped the little pepper in his arms to dry the water on his body. When he looked up to pick up the little clothes, he inadvertently fell on the little sticky cake, and suddenly saw that the top of his head seemed to be a lot. Two protruding things appeared, I couldn't help but froze, and blurted out: "This..."
Mu Zhan heard the voice and turned his head to look, "What's wrong?"
Wen Mingyu subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and just wanted to show it to him, but found that the little sticky cake had changed back to her normal appearance, and there was nothing on her soft hair, as if he just saw it wrong.
Mu Zhan followed his gaze and saw nothing out of the ordinary.
Wen Mingyu was a little excited, "Just now! I saw that the little sticky cake has horns on its head, very similar to your mini version of dragon horns, short and small, very cute!"
After that, it was a pity that Mu Zhan didn't see it. It is wonderful to witness every moment of change in a child.
"But it's gone now..."
Mu Zhan didn't see it, nor was he too disappointed, and said, "No hurry, it came out this time, and it will definitely appear again in the future, and I will see it all the time."
Wen Mingyu thought about it, too. He raised Chili Pepper's hand and slowly helped her put on her clothes, drying her little hair a little bit, and after everything was done, he put the two little dumplings back in the crib.
Mu Zhan stood up straight, looked at Wen Mingyu, whose wet clothes were against his skin, and said with a smile, "Now, it's time for me to wash it for you."
Wen Mingyu blushed and said that she didn't need it, but in the end she was half hugged and went to the bath together.
After a long time, he came out. Wen Mingyu's face was fumigated with hot air, and there were drops of water hanging on his fine eyelashes. They were trembling and could drip down at any time. Bright waves.
After all this tossing, it was bedtime. Wen Mingyu wiped his wet long hair, and when Mu Zhan had to reach out to tease him, he finally couldn't help but kicked him to make him calm down.
Wen Mingyu didn't use much force, but Mu Zhan didn't feel the pain, but he was still in the mood to be by his side.
Wen Mingyu suddenly felt like she was poked at something, and her hair instantly exploded. She could not wait to use something to cover his mouth, and Se Li Neiyan said, "Shut up!"
Mu Zhan was covering his mouth with a hand, but his eyes were filled with a smile that was getting thicker and thicker, almost overflowing.
Wen Mingyu said firmly: "I don't."
In this way, Mu Zhan couldn't speak, how could he refute him, he was forced to nod his head obediently, and smiled and made a vague and muffled voice, "Yes."
The warm breath that came out of his mouth all sprinkled on Wen Mingyu's palm, making him feel itchy. He couldn't help curling his fingers, and his hand shrank back suddenly, dodging like an electric shock.
But Mu Zhan grabbed his hand again, bowed his head and kissed it.
Wen Mingyu took a bite back, and then went to the side hall to see the little dumpling.
After all, I spend a lot of time outside during the day. When I come back in the evening, I just want to spend more time with the little cub.
Before going to bed, I also wanted to coax two small dumplings to sleep, and then go to sleep by myself.
Mu Zhan also went to the side hall together. He picked up Little Pepper and planned to play with her for a while, so as to consume her energy and sleep obediently.
They also learned from experience that in the two milk dumplings, Xiao Chili is more lively and active. When Xiao Nian Cake is awake, she is awake and kicks and kicks. Xiao Nian Cake falls asleep. She may also be entertaining herself with the puppet, having fun, and wailing. So if you don't get her done, even if Xiao Nian Gao falls asleep, she will wake her up and cry together.
Only this time, after Mu Zhan picked her up, the situation was a bit special.
Little Chili stretched out her chubby little hands, grabbed the front of his shirt tightly, pulled it down hard, and buried her head in his arms. The two little hands were not enough, so she also used her mouth, opened her mouth to bite, and squeezed the sparkling saliva. All muddled up.
The small appearance that is struggling to dig a hole is really cute. But after gradually understanding her intentions, Mu Zhan's face darkened. This little guy is hungry and looking for milk, but where does he have it.
Mu Zhan squeezed Xiao Chili's chin lightly, rescued his clothes from her mouth, and pulled the front of the clothes back to block the exposed large chest muscles.
At this time, Wen Mingyu didn't give face very much, so she pouted and laughed out loud.
Mu Zhan's face suddenly turned darker.
Wen Mingyu said deliberately: "My father is really indifferent. I'm going to cry even if I see her, and I won't give it."
Little Chili didn't understand what the adults said, but Mu Zhan closed the front of her clothes and blocked the places she knew were delicious, so she could vaguely understand that she didn't have to eat, so she shrunk her small mouth and filled her eyes with tears. , I cried wow wow wow, very pitiful.
Mu Zhan said blankly, "I don't have one."
Wen Mingyu continued: "Then I don't have it either. You grabbed it all and ate it all. Now it's gone. Come and feed them and coax them."
I told him just now that I can't grab milk and drink, but I just didn't listen. Wen Mingyu wanted to hit him.
Mu Zhan paused and bowed his head to admit his mistake, but Wen Mingyu didn't quite believe it, thinking that he would always do it again.
After all, it is a huge palace, and there will always be no shortage of food for the emperor. The last two small dumplings were still well fed. They were held in his arms by their father, patted their back lightly, and burped their milk contentedly on their faces. . He was lying in the crib, smiling unconsciously on his face, two small hands beside his face, clenching their fists loosely.
Wen Mingyu put their favorite tiger puppet in hand, and sat next to the crib to watch.
Mu Zhan has come out of his emotions just now, and now he is looking down. The longer the two tits grow, the more similarities he can see with Wen Mingyu in his eyebrows, which makes his heart soften.
After quietly watching the sleeping face of the little dumplings for a long time, they turned around and left, returned to the Taiji Temple, and also lay down on the dragon bed to sleep.
Mu Zhan took the person into his arms naturally, the faint milky and fruity smell hit together, the smell was unexpectedly harmonious and pleasant, he put his chin on Wen Mingyu's head, sniffed lightly, and whispered. Said, "No wonder it's mine."
Wen Mingyu didn't understand for a while, and raised her head in confusion, "What did you say?"
Mu Zhan explained with a smile, "You smell so good."
Can't help it.
Wen Mingyu pursed her lips, her ears were red, she tugged at the front of his shirt, bit on it, and went back according to what he had done to him. Mu Zhan snorted, looked down at him, raised his chin, and naturally repeated what Mu Zhan said just now, "You smell so good, don't you mind?"
Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It's your words, of course anything is possible."
Wen Mingyu was like punching cotton, and revenge was boring.
What's worse, Mu Zhan went on to say: "In that case, you should understand my mood very well, right? I don't have to restrain myself in the future, and continue to be like before."
Wen Mingyu: "..."
I felt like a hole was dug again, and I accidentally fell into it.
Although I originally thought that Mu Zhan would not change easily, but to say so directly, it was a bit too open and perverted.
Wen Mingyu decisively pretended not to hear, and fell asleep.
Mu Zhan could only see the top of his fluffy head, he couldn't help touching it and smiled.
Two such cute little dumplings, of course, there is nothing to hide, and there is another form of concern that is more worrying. Wen Mingyu naturally asked friends to come to see the small group and get to know each other.
Wei Yingwu and Wen Changlan's cousins returned to the capital, and when they entered the palace, they saw the little prince and the little princess.
The little one, lying in the cradle, with a tender white face and round eyes, is prettier than any gem, like a delicate doll.
Wei Yingwu didn't even dare to hold the small dumpling, he held it carefully, it was too soft... an indescribable feeling. The stupid big man's face was full of helplessness.
When Wen Changlan saw this scene, there was a strong contrast between the huge and the small. Wei Yingwu didn't seem to be holding a child, but was holding a small dish. He couldn't help but smile.
After hugging for a while, the little sticky cake had a pack of tears in his eyes, as if he wanted to cry or not.
Wei Yingwu panicked.
Then the little sticky cake opened his mouth and started to cry, tears falling out.
This time, Wei Yingwu was really hunched over, so frightened that he didn't dare to move at all. A general who bravely killed the enemy and led his troops to repel hundreds of thousands of troops on the battlefield, but with a milky little group, he seemed to be holding a new weapon with great lethality.
It's not the same as the Erha he raised, who was chased by the rabbit and pushed to the corner of the wall and shrank and cowardly.
Wen Mingyu stretched out her hand and hugged Xiao Nianjiao, shook it and coaxed, Xiao Nianjiao felt the familiar breath, and slowly stopped crying, just sobbing softly.
Wen Changlan also put the little chili pepper on the hand of the saint, and sincerely praised the cuteness of the little prince and the little princess.
He is brilliant in writing, and he is even more exaggerated when he praises people. It can almost be said that it will be a must-read in future generations. Wen Mingyu felt a little embarrassed when she heard it, but she was very happy.
It is quite rare for a man to be pregnant, but Wen Changlan has read a lot of books, and it is not that he has never heard of such a thing. After being surprised, he quickly accepted it, and what he hopes most is the Ming Jun of the country. His tyranny faded away, and he was naturally happy in his benevolent government and love for the people.
Not to mention that there is still a royal heir, looking at the skilled posture of the saint holding the little princess, it can almost be called a gentle expression, it really makes one have to believe that people are very different after they have a family.
As for Wei Yingwu, his thoughts are even more simple and straightforward. What's wrong with having a child? The child is so cute, like a rabbit, that he couldn't help but want to steal one and take it home with him in his sleeve.
Wei Chen and the others also came to see Xiao Nian Gao and Xiao Chili. At first, they were surprised that their friend could have a baby, and then they were quickly attracted by the two cute little dumplings. They couldn't help teasing and touching Touch small hands and jiojio.
Ye Xu loves to play, but can't take care of children, but when it comes to play, it is first-class, which makes Little Pepper giggle.
Shao Yan didn't talk much, but there was a young brother at home who discussed some things about the child with Wen Mingyu.
Wei Chen himself is still a half-year-old child, and his brain circuit is different from ordinary people. After a while, he found that they spit bubbles, and couldn't understand anything, so he withdrew his hand, but it was very strange because he was too strong. Competitive mentality, I feel that I have lost, and I want to have children.
Wen Mingyu: "..."
Hearing his words, Wen Mingyu almost lost the ability to control his expression and was dumbfounded.
Wei Chen's thoughts, really can never guess, can't guess.
When it was time to say goodbye, Chu Shuli was still very reluctant. Perhaps most women have no resistance to cute things. When she saw these two milk dumplings, she fell in an instant, and even felt a sense of desire. The impulsiveness of a child, but in fact, she is not married yet, which is already considered old in this dynasty.
Her parents were also in a hurry and asked her what she thought, but when others came to talk about it, saying that their daughter was an old girl and no one wanted them, her parents rudely went back. Yes, with the court salary, can your daughter do it? Is your son okay? !
A few words passed, and the neighbor who had broken his mouth almost angered him. He could only exasperately say that he couldn't marry because he read too much. In fact, he was so envious that he was so sore that he turned around and walked away in despair.
As soon as Chu Shuli had the idea of wanting a child, she quickly remembered the child in the neighbor's house who was always rolling in the mud and spitting on people. His temper was worse than ten years of rotten eggs. If her child was like this … Forget it, it is more realistic to strive for promotion and salary.
The broken-mouthed neighbor probably never thought that her precious grandson, in Chu Shuli's eyes, was more terrible than rotten eggs, and could even urge people to make progress.
Children change the fastest before the age of one, almost the same every day, there are always new changes. When they were six months old, the little sticky cake and the little chili had turned over, and even had two deciduous teeth like millet grains, which were exposed when they smiled, and they were so cute.
And at this time, the child is not just breastfeeding, but can add some complementary foods appropriately.
In the imperial kitchen, the task of making baby meals is more. The vegetables and fruits are made into a paste and mashed into mud, and placed in a small porcelain bowl dedicated to the emperor.
Xiao Chili was held by Wen Mingyu, with his arms around his armpits, and he sat in his arms. She stretched out her two little fleshy hands, trying to reach for the pumpkin puree. She scratched and scratched with her short fingers and looked at it eagerly, which perfectly explained what the soul of a dry person is.
She is always very active when she eats, she doesn't need to coax her at all, she just gets anxious and eats under her mouth.
Wen Mingyu opened her mouth and said, "Father, give me the handkerchief."
Mu Zhan handed it to him. After Wen Mingyu helped Xiao Chili wipe the pumpkin puree on the corner of her mouth, she looked up and met Mu Zhan's half-smiley gaze.
"Actually, I've wanted to ask for a long time, why do you call me the emperor?"
Wen Mingyu was stunned and called out naturally. He knew that families with children would usually call people by their child's name unconsciously, and this would also make it easier for children to follow along.
He said of course: "Because Little Sticky Cake and Little Chili want to call you that."
Mu Zhan fed the little sticky cake a mouthful of pumpkin puree, but didn't speak, but the little sticky cake in his arms was happy to eat, narrowed his eyes, and raised his fat jiojio.
"Can't you call it that?" Wen Mingyu wondered.
Mu Zhan's expression remained unchanged, "It's not impossible."
Just listening to it makes me uncomfortable.
But soon, it calmed down, because Wen Mingyu then said: "You can also call me Daddy, so that Little Sticky Cake and Little Chili can learn from it, and they will be able to speak and recognize people faster."
Mu Zhan: "..."
The expression suddenly became a little indescribable, and it was obvious that he could not speak.
Just imagining it… can’t imagine it.
"Call first to try."
Wen Mingyu still urged with enthusiasm, which made people wonder if he did it on purpose, but his eyes were very clear and calm, and he didn't seem to think it was anything.
Mu Zhan was staring at him like this, and it was difficult to refuse. He moved his lips, but in the end he couldn't call out, so he gave up and said, "...Forget it."
Wen Mingyu was a little puzzled, but just saw sour fruit on the table. Because he liked to eat it before, he took one and took a bite. As a result, his teeth were softened by soreness, so he hurriedly put it down and admired himself very much. How did you eat it in the first place.
He was still easing the terrifying soreness in his mouth, trying to press it with something, but unexpectedly, Little Chili was greedy, hugged his hand, and took a sip of the sour fruit with the probe, and the sour juice was sipped. He sucked it into his mouth, moving so fast that it was too late for Yu Ming to stop.
In an instant, Xiao Chili was so sour that his whole face was wrinkled into a ball, he narrowed his eyes, couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and his body was shaking, as if his sourness was reaching the sky, and he was so sour that he doubted his life.
Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan were both amused and overjoyed. The little sticky cake also looked at her sister curiously, as if she wanted to know what the taste was, and she was eager to try it.
Wen Mingyu laughed for a while, before she remembered to feed Xiao Chili with water to dilute the sour taste in her mouth, and said that she would dare to eat it in the future.
Unexpectedly, the arms suddenly lightened, and the hand feeding the water fluttered, and some of the water flowed onto the clothes.
The little pepper in his arms was gone, replaced by a fluffy ball with drooping bunny ears and two small horns on the top of his head.
The author has something to say: Little Pepper: I'll show you a really sour and deformed.
Little Sticky Cake: I want me too!
Yuzai & Mu Zhan: ? ?