His hands were trembling and stretched out, but he didn't dare to hold the little thing in the cradle. It struggled and laughed and jumped in the golden cradle... No, no, it was crying, crying at him, asking people to care for and pity.
, you must bring the eyes of the whole world to yourself!
How can you allow any negligence? How can you let your father's eyes look at your mother for a long time, not just look at yourself?
Emperor Hongwen stared at the little thing. His hands trembled, and he repeatedly adjusted his posture to the best, for fear of some minor mistakes.
Is this your son?
Is this the most essence of my bones and blood?
It turned into a little man alone, what a wonderful thing.
He laughed and hugged him, ecstatic: "Fangfei, Fangfei... Look, son, our son..."
Her face was covered in sweat, and she didn't really faint, but she was tired, extremely tired.
The pain of struggle completely exhausted her strength and her body was soft.
Emperor Hongwen hugged the child and leaned over: "Look, Fangfei, look at this child, his eyes look like you, it looks like..."
The little thing's eyes were blurry, like a gray mouse. But it could be seen that they had long hands and feet.
"Fangfei, his nose is like me, and his mouth is like me, hahaha... just the eyelashes are like you, look, they are so long just born, and they have hair. Look at this child's hair, so soft..."
Like a child playing with his beloved toy, he laughs and dances from time to time.
Fangfei also looked at the child, so strong. She was not afraid. She had been looking forward to it for so long, looking forward to it for so long, and after two losses, she finally welcomed this child.
She opened her eyes wide to look at him.
The child seemed to feel his mother's loving gaze and started crying.
"Scared, Fangfei, he is greeting you, my son is calling you... Calling mom... Mom... Hahaha, why don't you shout? Scream and listen..."