Chapter 480
Chapter 480
Du Bangchun had just finished giving birth, and her body was still a little weak, she raised her hand and gently held the fat boy's hand, "It's really a little fat..."
provoked Xiao Mianmian to laugh, "Mother~ He doesn't seem to like being called fat by others..."
When Zhou Ruiyuan heard the cry, he immediately held the child in his arms and coaxed him.
He was tall and broad-shouldered, and the baby immediately became small and delicate in his hands.
"Good ~ daddy hug ~ don't cry or cry......."
Zhou Ruiyuan hugged him while walking slowly around the house.
Soon the little doll stopped crying, and soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Zhou Ruiyuan gently placed the sleeping child in the cradle, then walked to Du Bangchun's side, helped her cover the quilt, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and asked, "What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you."
Du Bangchun smiled, "My mother boiled eggs and brown sugar water for me just now, and I'm not hungry yet."
Zhou Ruiyuan gently rubbed her hair, his eyes full of distress.
Xiao Mianmian climbed onto the bed and sat obediently against them without speaking.
The next day, the family gathered around and gave the little fat man a milk name, called Fei Fei.
The origin of the name is because Xiao Mianmian said that he was fat.
Aunt Zhou felt that chubby sounded bad, and then Xiao Mianmian said that it would be fat.
Fat and fat mean the same thing.
In order to prevent them from messing around anymore, Zhou Ruiyuan decisively named this youngest son "Feifei".
After Xiao Mianmian heard this, her eyes lit up, "Daddy, isn't this still fat?" Zhou Ruiyuan corrected Xiao Mianmian: "It's
Fei, not fat." The
pronunciation of the two words is not the same, but Xiao Mianmian's milky voice has an accent, and it sounds like fat.
She liked this little brother very much, and smiled at him: "Little Fat Fat ~ Little Fat Fat ~"
But the younger brother seemed to be a little unhappy.
Zhou Ruiyuan saw Xiao Mianmian smiling so happily, so he didn't correct her anymore.
These days, Zhou Ruiyuan goes to the yamen less often, and is basically at home every day.
During the day, she helped Aunt Zhou and Mama Zhuang take care of Xiao Feifei, and taught the three children in the family to write at night.
When Du Bangchun occasionally got out of bed, he could see Zhou Ruiyuan, who was dressed in a green shirt, holding Xiao Mianmian in his arms or Yi'er Yu'er holding their hands, writing on the table one by one.
It looked like he had taught himself to write.
Du Bangchun was slightly distracted.
As it got late, Zhou Ruiyuan held Xiao Mianmian in one hand and Yu'er in the other, and the two children rested on his shoulders and fell asleep in his soft humming sound.
The moonlight shines on their figures, making them appear serene and peaceful.
At this moment, Zhou Ruiyuan did not seem to be a noble-born prince, but a loving father in a small farm yard.
The whole body is full of tenderness.
Inside the Royal Palace.
The emperor's body was just a little better, and he was hollowed out a lot by the new concubine.
At night, he had a dream in a daze.
I dreamed that the queen, who had been married to me for more than ten years, was holding a small milk doll in her hand.
There was also a man beside her who put his arms around him and called her a lady.
The Emperor looked at the scene and was furious, "Who are you?!!"
He tried to see the man's face, but it was always a blur.
The Emperor shouted angrily, "She is my Empress! The
corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile, "No, your queen has been killed by you, and she is only my lady now."
Enraged, the Emperor stepped forward to tear the man apart.
But as soon as he was about to touch him, the man vanished.
The emperor shouted angrily, "I will kill you!" I must kill you! Even if my queen dies, she cannot be your lady!"
"Your Majesty..."
The emperor strode over, "Empress, I was wrong, I shouldn't have killed you and the children, as the saying goes, tigers don't eat children, it's my big mistake."
The queen looked at him coldly, "You kill my people, hurt my brother, hurt my children, and want me to forgive you?" The
emperor was stunned, and his footsteps froze in place.
"You hate me......."
"Of course I hate you!" The
emperor's gaze fell on the child she was holding in her hand, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Who is this child?"
The queen was laughing, "This is my child." The
Emperor was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is it the Crown Prince?"
and the Empress continued to laugh, "No, she is my daughter." "
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