"Ling'er—" Sheng Qi kissed Yun Ling's profile, his voice slightly muted.
"Husband..." Yun Ling felt his heartache, and her heart was warm. Many men take it for granted that women have children, and that suffering is inevitable even though it is hard. But she could feel the love passed by Sheng Qi, and the deep feeling of distress.
"Ling'er didn't feel sorry for this king, it was you who suffered." Sheng Qi didn't need Yun Ling to blame herself, she had done nothing wrong.
"Well, then don't suppress yourself." Yun Ling pulled his hand to hold Sheng Qi's face, his bright eyes fixed on his eyes.
Sheng Qi lowered his head and kissed his little wife's lips, softly lingering, and quickly let go and said: "Just rest, I will let the nurse take the baby away when you sleep."
"Yeah." Yun Ling was a bit tired after eating and drinking. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Sheng Qi, she fell asleep again shortly after closing her eyes.
"Ling'er." Sheng Qi squeezed that little face, knowing that she must be extremely tired. After tossing for nearly a day, in the end, I still have to use that way to survive without risk. How can I not be tired after losing so much blood.
The lamps in the room were faintly yellow, and Sheng Qi sat beside Yun Ling like this, watching the mother and son sleep soundly. This big and small breathing made his mind slowly calm...
Sheng Qi sat on the bed for a long time, until he heard the faint sound, he stood up and tucked Yun Ling's quilt, and then picked up the little guy.
"Da—" There seemed to be a very slight noise, and Sheng Qi saw that the little guy picked up by him was looking at him with watery round eyes.
Sheng Qi pursed his lips and realized that the little guy would be a little more rounded than before. The skin that had been wrinkled by the amniotic fluid was completely stretched, and the small body that had been filled with milk was filled with watery luster.
Subconsciously, Sheng Qi stretched out his finger and poked the little guy in the cheek. I only feel that it feels very soft to the touch, which is different from his mother's. It is not smooth and soft with elasticity, but as soft as cotton.
The baby was poked in such a way, and his eyes seemed to be wider, as if condemning his father's deeds. The small mouth opened slightly, and a milk bubble appeared, and a milky smell came out. Sheng Qi frowned unhappy: "It's dirty."
Xu knew that Sheng Qi was disgusting him, and the baby suddenly opened his mouth and cried with a "wow"!
But this voice had already been made, and it was sealed by Sheng Qi's palm! He glanced nervously at the bed and found that Yun Ling hadn't awakened, and he was relieved.
Sheng Qi didn't stay there anymore, and only released the hand covering the child's mouth after holding the little guy out of the inner room. The baby squatted his mouth and was about to cry with tears.
"Don't cry! Manly man, just show up like this." Sheng Qi warned coldly.
"He—" With a slight gasp, the baby looked at this father with tears, always feeling that this is not his father.
"Okay, okay, you will be noisy to your mother inside. She gave you too hard, don't bother her." Sheng Qi reached out and rudely wiped away two tears from the little guy's face.
"Enjoy the prince." Chang Ling hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but speak.
"What's the matter?" Sheng Qi had heard the sound of the door opening in the outer room before. Although the report was fine, he still caught some of it.
"The King Fan has been guarding in the courtyard, and he is also carrying the little prince of Daqi. The injury on the little prince is not light, and the King Fan will not let him be treated." Changling reported.
"Let the prosperity come in."
"Yes, prince." Chang Ling immediately went out to pass the order.
Seeing this, the nurse on the side cautiously said, "Master, let's give it to the slave and maid."
Sheng Qi glanced at the nanny, because he was afraid that there was not enough milk, so he found three nanny. Only the 30-year-old woman in front of her was barely able to withstand Sheng Qi's low pressure, so the other two did not appear here.
"Lord, let the slaves and maids to hug." Liu Yu already knew that he had misunderstood Sheng Qi, and felt very guilty. At this time, he was very guilty of speaking.
Sheng Qi hadn't moved yet, but he felt a little movement in his arms. I saw the little guy stretch out a small arm, and the painful little paw was leaning on the edge of his shirt. The little guy's movements are not slow, and he obviously used his best strength to hold his shirt.
"All retreat first." Sheng Qi gave the order.
At that time, Liuyu, Chunhua, and Xiaobi who hadn't spoken were a little shocked. They all saw Xiao Shizi's movements. Obviously it is to express that they don't want to leave, but they haven't even stepped forward to hug them. How can such a small child know what it means? !
"Yes." The three of them were shocked, and stepped back somewhat inconceivably.
The baby waited for the three of them to retreat, then let go of the little hand holding Sheng Qi's lap, and a milk foam came out of his mouth proudly.
With a small sound of "chi-", the milky smell of broken milk foam escaped.
Sheng Qi frowned, thinking about calling people back and taking the little guy away.
But at this time Changling had come to report: "King Lord Qi, the king of the county has arrived."
"Come in." Sheng Qi put up with the milky breath that seemed unpleasant to him.
After the door was pushed open, Sheng Huahua entered the house with the moonlight spilling in.
"Uncle Emperor." Sheng Fanhua bowed and bowed, he blamed himself.
"Get up, it's okay." Sheng Qi knows his thoughts, but even if he wants to settle accounts after Autumn, it is not to find Sheng Huahua.
Sheng Fanhua heard Sheng Qi personally say that he was okay, and the stone hanging in his heart was finally put down. When he stood up, he found that Sheng Qi was holding a little guy in his arms!
"This is?" Sheng Fanhua stared at this scene dumbfounded, who said he knew Yun Ling had given birth to a child. But Sheng Qi, a cold person, with such a stature and posture, holding such a small slap, is full of weird sense of harmony no matter how you look at it.
"My son." Sheng Qi's voice was filled with unconscious pride and a paternity. In the final analysis, this is a boring man, Yun Ling has always known.
Sheng Fanhua took a few steps forward, looked at the baby in an unbelievable way, and then sighed: "It's so small! This is too small! Can this be raised?"
"Slap—" Sheng Fanhua's head was slapped fiercely by Sheng Qi, making him stare at Venus!
"Uncle Emperor! Tap lightly!" Sheng Fanhua rubbed his temples and squatted down to get close to the baby, with a look of surprise on his face. Especially seeing the baby staring at him without fear of life at all, he became even more excited.
"Uncle Emperor, I want to be the godfather of the child!" Sheng Fanhua liked the child at a glance, with eyes like his mother's watery eyes, and she looked like the girl who had just first met.
"No." Sheng Qi refused.
Sheng Fanhua was in a daze, and snarled slightly: "Why not! I—"
"Speak down!" Sheng Qi was worried about Yun Ling resting, and regretted not going to the study to see the prosperity of Sheng.