Sir, can you marry me?

Chapter 294

"Okay, okay, you've all seen it, let me take the baby in. The baby has just been born and cannot withstand any wind and sun." Aunt Zhao said, reaching out to Cui.

Seeing this, Cui returned the child to her.

Aunt Zhao took the child and entered the delivery room to see Xiao Wenqing.Xiao Wenqing has changed the mattress and wet and dirty clothes under the service of two stable women and crystal agate.

"Godmother, is Yuxuan happy to see the child?" Xiao Wenqing asked in a hoarse voice.

Aunt Zhao laughed immediately, "You gave birth to a son for him, how could he be unhappy? He holds the baby in the same posture as your Brother Zhao at the beginning. He doesn't know how to hold the baby. He is afraid of being crushed if his hands are too strong. I lost my child, but my hands are weak and I am worried that I will accidentally drop the child on the ground.”

Putting the baby on the side of Xiao Wenqing's pillow, Aunt Zhao said, "You can start confinement with peace of mind, take care of your body, and give birth to more sons for Yuxuan in the future, and don't let others say that you are jealous and hurt The husband and son-in-law are weak." Realizing that she had slipped her tongue, she hurriedly said, "Wenqing, close your eyes and rest, Sanniang and I are guarding here. I'm about to be called a nanny, and you too Don't worry Xiaoxiao will be hungry."

"Sure enough, there are still such rumors outside." Xiao Wenqing smiled weakly and said, "As long as Yuxuan treats me well, I don't care about any rumors."

"Yes, don't think too much." Aunt Zhao comforted her.

Xiao Wenqing was really tired, so he closed his eyes and rested.As soon as she fell asleep, she heard the cry of the baby beside the pillow.

"Godmother, godmother, is he hungry? Why isn't the nanny coming?" She opened the door eagerly.

"Let me see." Aunt Zhao skillfully opened the swaddle and looked at it, then smiled, "My boy, I have pooped and pissed." The dark green meconium smells rather unpleasant, but it shows that the newborn is in good health.

Mrs. Zhao washed the baby's butt and wrapped it in a clean diaper. After coaxing her for a while, the baby was still crying.

Xiao Wenqing said, "He's hungry." Looking around, she said, "Sanniang, wipe me with a cloth, and I'll feed him."

"Wenqing, if you start breastfeeding, it will not be easy to return milk." Aunt Zhao hesitated, "Wives from rich families do not feed their children by themselves."

"I don't want him to cry, so I'll feed him first." Xiao Wenqing said stubbornly, "He is my child, and I want to take care of him personally." The little fleshy lump, a piece of meat that fell from her body, is her lifeblood ah.She predicted that the child in the dream would not have the chance to drink her milk, but in reality, she must feed her own child.

When the child was full, Yun Sanniang picked up the child and patted him gently to burp him.Aunt Zhao said, "Hey, eat more than when Niuniu was breastfeeding for the first time. After all, he is a boy. Good boy, eat more and sleep more and grow faster. In the future, you will be an official older than your father."

Xiao Wenqing was already very sleepy, she let others put on her clothes and covered her with a quilt, and then fell asleep.

Prime Minister Ling added a grandson, and Ling Tongzhi's eldest son was born, and those who got the news sent congratulatory gifts one after another.According to the tradition, Ling Yuxuan carried his newborn son to the Ling family ancestral hall to meet his ancestors, told them that the Ling family had a queen, and asked his father to name his grandson.Prime Minister Ling hesitated for a while, then said, he needs to think more about the child's name, there is no rush.

Ling Yuxuan was a favorite of the emperor in his later years. After the news of his son's birth reached the palace, the emperor immediately ordered someone to prepare a generous gift.The generous gifts are so generous that the birth of the emperor's grandson is nothing more than that.

Two days later, Xiao Wenqing was still carried back to the dormitory by Ling Yuxuan. This time, Ling Yuxuan could only go to sleep obediently in the study, because Xiao Wenqing couldn't bear to part with her son, so she had to breastfeed herself when she woke up during the day, and let the nanny take care of the child at night .The wives who had frequent contacts with Xiao Wenqing came to visit the confinement one after another, Ling Yuxuan was embarrassed to stay in the dormitory even on holidays, because it would hinder the communication of the wives.

Mrs. Liu came to visit Xiao Wenqing with her two daughters, and praised the children, "Wenqing, you are so capable. You gave birth to a son for your fourth brother in the first birth." At least, when the mother was critical of Wenqing, she couldn't say that she Childless.

Xiao Wenqing, who was sitting on the head of the bed, smiled slightly.

Mrs. Liu encouraged, "Bring more sons in the future, so that my mother will have nothing to say." The fourth brother openly refused his mother to take him a concubine, and the bad relationship with his mother has become an open secret among the aristocratic families in the capital.

The corner of Xiao Wenqing's mouth curled into a wry smile.The godmother and sixth sister wanted her to have more sons, as if the more sons she had, the less reason her mother-in-law would have to oppress her.However, this is a fact.

"Have you chosen a name for the child?" Mrs. Liu asked, looking at the fat baby in her arms, she felt that he had brought together all the advantages of the fourth brother and the fourth sibling, and he must be a great person in the future.

"Yuxuan asked his father to name his child, but his father said that this is his son and grandson, and he needs to deliberate more." Xiao Wenqing said, "There is no rush for this. Some families only give their children names when they are enlightened. Let's call him now. Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao as chic as the wind."

The eight-year-old Zi Ling immediately said, "Isn't it the romantic and unrestrained Xiao?"

The 12-year-old Ziyuan tugged at her sister's sleeve, and said softly, "Fourth uncle and fourth aunt must hope that my little cousin will be as chic as the wind in the future, not as chic as the wind."

Xiao Wenqing smiled, and Mrs. Liu smiled immediately.

(End of this chapter)