Although Mu Yun'an was a little weak, she still had some energy. She asked, "Brother Yi, have you met our son? Mom said he looks a lot like you when you were a child."
In fact, she didn't notice it at all. She just felt that her son was a wrinkled ball and she couldn't tell who he looked like.
Only then did Xiao Chengyi remember that he had a son, and he was only focused on Yan Yan who rushed in to see him, so he couldn't care less about his son.
He said: "My son is not as important as you."
Xiao Chengyi put her down, covered her with a quilt and said, "You need to rest for a while and recuperate your energy. I'll watch over you."
Mu Yunan asked him: "Did you buy me candied haws?"
Xiao Chengyi smiled and said: "If you buy it, I will win a lamp for you. I will show it to you when you wake up."
He reached out and stroked the broken hair around Mu Yunan's ear and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Mu Yun'an wanted to say it hurt, but looking at Xiao Chengyi's distressed face, she grinned: "It doesn't hurt, I still want to give you a daughter."
Xiao Chengyi shuddered, having another daughter would cost his life.
He sighed and asked, "Are you stupid?"
It was obvious that his Yan Yan was very delicate and was afraid of pain, but she still wanted to give him another daughter. She didn't feel sorry for herself, but he felt sorry for her.
Although he was not outside the door, he knew that she must have been in severe pain, suffered a lot, and suffered a lot before giving birth to their son.
Mu Yun'an knew that Xiao Chengyi would not agree for a while, it didn't matter, they would eventually have a daughter after a long journey.
She pouted and said, "I'm not stupid."
"Okay, my Yan Yan is not stupid."
Xiao Chengyi patted her shoulder gently and said, "Go to sleep."
Mu Yun'an hummed, she closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a short while.
Xiao Chengyi smelled the smell of blood in the air and looked at the sleeping person on the bed, his eyes full of tenderness and pity.
The ten months of worry, fear, and panic are finally over.
His Yan Yan gave birth to their child safely, and he is now a father.
outside the door.
Everyone was surrounding the newborn Xiao Yan, and everyone was full of praise.
Although the baby in the swaddling clothes is just born and sleeping, he is extremely cute.
Xuan Du looked at the child held in Xin Ruyi's arms and said, "This child is truly destined to be an emperor. Even his birth is so different."
Xin Ruyi asked curiously: "Can you see it at such a young age?"
Xuandu stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky: "When he was born, tens of thousands of rays of light shone on the hall, and the red light was dazzling. This was a good omen from heaven. Since ancient times, this phenomenon has only occurred when emperors came to the world."
Xin Ruyi raised her head and looked at the sky. Sure enough, there were still lingering clouds in the sky, which were different from the past.
She smiled and said: "It seems everything is destined."
Xuandu didn't comment. How could Xiao Chengyi's son be a mediocre person? This child was destined to be extraordinary from birth.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chengyi's voice came: "He is so young, what he can see is just the glow of the sun, let alone something magical."
He came over, glanced at the child curiously, then frowned and said, "Why is he so ugly?"
Xin Ruyi glared at him and said, "Does anyone say that about his son? When you were born, you were not as good as him?"
Xiao Chengyi touched his nose. Can't he say that his own son is ugly?
Just as he was thinking about it, the child who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at Xiao Chengyi and suddenly started crying at the top of his lungs.