Xia Yan was wearing a smart silver-gray robe, which he probably changed into not long ago. When he saw me waking up, there was a hint of shame in his eyes: "Thank you."
I lowered my head and smiled softly: "Where is the child? Have you hugged it?"
Xia Yan looked embarrassed, and Di Di covered his mouth and said, "When the king heard that you were awake, he didn't have time to take care of the child. He was already thinking about the queen."
I was stunned, what? He didn’t even look at his own child when he arrived at Xianza?
In fact, this is the case. Not only did I not look at it, I didn’t even ask. I still don’t know whether my child is a boy or a girl.
Until the wet nurse brought the child in, she blessed Xia Yan and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have a little princess."
It would be a lie to say I'm not disappointed. I thought I would give Xia a boy so that he could inherit the throne in the future, but I didn't expect that the baby I gave birth to would be a little girl. What could I do?
Xia Yan, who didn't know anything, became energetic. When he heard that she was a princess, she changed her previous indifference and said with joy: "Hurry up and show me to me."
The wet nurse handed the baby to him. This was the first time in my history that I saw Xia Yan in a panic.
The emperor, who had always been calm and self-possessed, actually didn't know how to hold a newborn baby. He switched his right hand for a while and his left hand for a while. The baby had just eaten and was probably asleep. When Xia Yan teased the baby with his fingers, his face
He also showed a childlike smile.
His expression made all of us laugh.
But I couldn't laugh no matter what.
If Xia Yan does not accept a concubine, he will never have a son in the future.
"Why are you still looking sad after giving birth?" Didi asked in a low voice.
I shook my head, she would never understand this.
Xia Yan hugged me for a while, then handed the little guy wrapped like a rice dumpling into my hand: "Let your mother give me a hug, too."
I was still a little angry at myself for not living up to expectations, but when I came into contact with that soft body, my heart suddenly melted.
I carefully stared at the child in my arms and suddenly said: "Is this mine?"
Xia Yan frowned: "How do you talk?"
Didi then stretched out her head to take a look, and said in a tone of people who have experienced it: "Every child is born the same, wrinkled like a little old man. This is because of the amniotic fluid."
I looked at Didi with admiration: "You know all this?"
"That is, when our Dongji was born, he was uglier than the princess."
Xia Yan and I: "..."
Didi didn't realize what she said was wrong at all, and continued to chatter: "When the month is enough, the child will look much better when he grows up."
"How long do we have to wait?" I asked with lingering fear. With this guy looking like this, I really can't do anything with him.
"About two or three months."
"Oh, I'll be relieved then."
"You can't eat salty food or be exposed to wind during this period. You can't get out of bed until the confinement period is over. You can't get wet, you can't worry, and you can't shed tears. Otherwise, you will leave the root of the disease in your old age..." Di Di told the maternal professional
Like the president of the alliance, she imparted to me her previous experiences of giving birth to children.
Xia Yan listened very seriously, nodding while listening.
After Didi finished speaking, it was almost dawn, and I suddenly realized that none of these people were sleeping, and they were all staying with me.
"Go and tell them to rest quickly. I'm fine now. Don't wait any longer."
