Mu Yanxi has never experienced such pain in her life..
Every minute and every second, she felt the urge to commit suicide.
Only after becoming a mother did she realize that the various experiences she experienced from conception to giving birth were definitely unforgettable experiences.
"The child doesn't have a name yet. I'm going to think of a nickname for now, and I'll wait for the king to come up with a formal name later."
Rong Chu gave her the right to give her child a nickname, looked at her with a smile and said, "You can think of one."
I really wanted a nickname, and it didn’t take much thinking. Mu Yanxi lowered her head and thought for a moment, and quickly came up with a name.
She looked up at him, then at the fat boy in her arms, and said with a smile, "Let's call it Yuanxiao."
The child is white and tender, with black and round eyes. He looks like a Yuanxiao.
Besides, the name Yuanxiao also sounds very pleasant.
"Yunxiao?"
Rong Chu chewed the name in his mouth and read it again, frowning slightly, "Would you like to think of another one?"
His son Rong Chu's nickname has the same name as a food, and it is a popular food. This seems a bit too dramatic.
"I think this name is pretty good. It sounds very cute." Mu Yanxi was quite satisfied with the nickname she chose and had no intention of thinking about it again.
Although Rong Chu was not very satisfied, there was nothing he could do to her.
Since she thinks this name is good, she should use it.
She had just given birth to a child, her body was still weak, and her reproductive function was at its maximum. How could he disobey her?
Fortunately... this is not the official name.
Although it's a bit tacky, it doesn't hurt.
"Since you like it, let's call it Yuanbao." There was obviously a hint of helplessness in someone's compromise.
Mu Yanxi gently shook the little Yuanxiao in her arms and called his name again and again, "Yuanxiao, Yuanxiao, do you like the name my mother gave you?"
Little Yuanxiao chuckled, as if responding to her.
Mu Yanxi was overjoyed, "It seems you like her very much, right? My little Yuanxiao is really smart and can understand what mother is saying."
After holding little Yuanxiao and talking for a while, grandma was about to come and take the child away.
During the confinement period, it is not advisable to hold your baby for too long, otherwise your arms will become sore in the future.
Although Mu Yanxi didn't believe this, she had friends who had given birth to children before and remembered these rules, so there must be some truth to them.
She reluctantly handed the child to her grandma, and repeatedly gave some details before letting her take the child to sleep.
Aunt Xu brought the freshly cooked medicinal porridge. Rong Chu took it and took a spoonful to her mouth, "Drink more porridge to replenish your strength."
"I can just do it myself..."
Mu Yanxi reached out to take the bowl he held in his hand.
Rong Chu moved the bowl away and frowned, "Don't move, I will feed you."
Mu Yanxi was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking about something. After a while, she enjoyed Rong Chu's service with peace of mind.
After drinking a bowl of medicated porridge, my stomach felt much better and my whole body felt warm.
Putting the empty bowl on the table aside, Rong Chu saw that her face looked better, a smile appeared on her lips, and she said casually, "Take good care of yourself. When you are well, we will go back."
go back..
Return to Luo country...
Although Mu Yanxi had already agreed to Rong Chu, when she thought about what she would face when she returned, she couldn't help but feel worried in her eyes.
Yao Ji firmly believes in the great monk's prophecy, which means she is in danger.