The child in the belly seemed to feel that it was important and was being cared for strongly. It was happily kicked but gently. It knew and could tell the difference.
"Ah...don't move, don't move...if you move, mom will feel uncomfortable..."
Emperor Hongwen was beaming with joy, his eyes were so gentle that they almost penetrated the thick winter coat, and he saw his own flesh and bones beating slowly - it was really amazing.
What is it doing? Playing coquettishly? Rolling? Stretching its little arms and legs? Or maybe it wants to turn over and how to lie down more comfortably?
People who have never been parents will never understand such a state of mind.
A part of you, combined with the person you love most, becomes a new independent and clean life.
That is your continuation.
From now on, you are truly immortal.
That's why humans have been so keen on reproducing offspring for thousands of years.
He rubbed his hands and smiled: "Fangfei, I really want to see it, it must be so cute."
He was looking forward to it enthusiastically. He had never looked forward to such a thing so strongly in his life.
Because that was his firstborn and only child.
Especially, under the candlelight, he saw the smile on her face, a gentle, light smile, full of maternal brilliance - no longer the hatred and gnashing of teeth of the past.
No matter how you feel about yourself.
At least, I love my children from the bottom of my heart.
She didn't dislike it.
The child is so innocent, as if he feels that he is extraordinarily valued by his father and mother, so he is extraordinarily obedient and grows unusually strong and strong.
Every diagnosis has been flawless.
It's like a special gift from God.
The clock strikes midnight.
Emperor Hongwen saw the woman in front of him closing her eyes and her eyelashes trembling slightly.
He also closed his eyes and made a wish devoutly. In fact, he never believed in gods and fate. I don't know why he became devout this time.