Ask the mountains and rivers

Chapter 455 Pei Yuan
"mother,"

A little girl with a round face and two little pigtails walked over with a big smile, calling out loudly, "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"

She smiled gently and replied, "Mother is here."

The little girl ran over happily and threw herself into her arms like a weight. She chuckled, touched the little girl's face, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wasn't the baby just born?

How did it suddenly grow so big and even start talking?
She opened her eyes and woke up.

A familiar, handsome face, looking slightly haggard, came into view, with red eyes.

She reached out and gently stroked his face: "Why do you look so haggard? Have you been crying?"

Shi Yan gently covered her hand with his own, whispering in a hoarse voice, "Qinghe, I shouldn't have indulged myself and made you suffer like this. I'm sorry, I was so selfish!"

Pei Qinghe chuckled softly, her voice slightly weak: "Why are you blaming yourself? Having a child was a mutual decision between my husband and me. I also want to have a child with my own blood. If I don't want to have a child, can you force me?"

"However, I only had this one child. Pregnancy and childbirth were really hard, and it was also the time when I was at my weakest. I'm glad that the Xiongnu didn't launch a large-scale invasion at that time, and the south didn't take the opportunity to launch a northern expedition."

"Where's the baby? Bring him over here quickly so I can see him."

Shi Yan nodded, got up and went out. After a moment, it was Madam Feng who came in carrying the baby girl.

Although over forty years old, Madam Feng has been teaching children in Peijia Village, showing no signs of her age. She looks as beautiful and gentle as she did in her thirties. At this moment, Madam Feng is holding her granddaughter, who was only a few hours old, with an expression full of love.

"Quickly take a look at your daughter." Madam Feng carefully handed the baby girl to Pei Qinghe.

Pei Qinghe subconsciously held her breath, her gaze fixed on the baby girl's face.

Her face was tiny, even smaller than her fist. It was rosy and covered in fine downy hair. Perhaps because she was full, she yawned contentedly and sucked on her little mouth.

Pei Qinghe found it difficult to describe her feelings at that moment.

Is this the child she endured nine months of pregnancy and the pain of childbirth? Pei Qinghe actually has a child of her own now?

"Like a little monkey," Pei Qinghe muttered under her breath, "Not cute or adorable at all."

Madam Feng smiled and said reproachfully, "All newborns are like this. When you were born, you were also all red and had fine downy hair on your face. You'll become more beautiful as you grow up."

Pei Qinghe hummed in response, but there was still a sense of unreality and superficiality in her voice.

Madam Feng placed the child beside her pillow: "The child is already asleep; let her sleep with you. I sent Shi Yan to bathe, change, and rest. I'll stay here and watch over you!"

Pei Qinghe responded and looked at her daughter beside her pillow. Just then, the daughter waved her little fist, smacking it as she slept. Pei Qinghe couldn't help but smile; a tender spot in her heart was touched. A fleeting joy gently settled down.

Pei Qinghe leaned over, kissed her daughter's little face, and closed her eyes to sleep again.

I hadn't been asleep for long when I was awakened by crying.

Pei Qinghe opened her eyes and frowned: "What's wrong with her? Why is she crying so hard?"

Feng skillfully moved the baby girl aside, saying, "Either she wet herself or she's hungry." She opened the small blanket and, sure enough, she had wet herself. She changed the baby into clean clothes, put on a clean diaper, and took her out for the wet nurse to breastfeed.

Then, Madam Feng refused to bring the child over: "You just gave birth, and your body is weak. You need to rest. We will take care of the child. You just need to eat, sleep, and recover."

He only brought the baby over twice a day, letting Pei Qinghe look after him for a short while, and immediately took him away if he cried at the slightest sign of fuss. The baby's third-day celebration was very lively, with all the women of the Pei family coming. From the Shi family's side, everyone who could come also came. Even the over-seventy-year-old Old Master Shi came to see the baby with great joy.

The child's surname is Pei, and she also carries the blood of the Shi family. Pei Qinghe has built this empire himself, and if he were to establish a crown prince in the future, it would undoubtedly be this little baby girl before him.

In addition, the female relatives of high-ranking officials such as Prime Minister Pang and Minister Qin also came to celebrate the baby girl's arrival.

"What's the baby's name?" Mao Hongling asked with a smile as she reached out and gently touched the baby girl's little fist.

Before Madam Feng could speak, Pei Yan quickly replied, "The child's name is Pei Yuan, and his nickname is Little Monkey."

Pei Yuan is a good name.

Even a nickname like "Little Monkey" is quite amusing. A humble name is easier to raise! Pei Lang's childhood nickname was "Little Dog," and everyone called him that for over ten years.

Mao Hongling called out with a smile, "Little monkey." The mischievous Pei Lang and Pei Wang came over and joined in watching their little cousin who was only a few days old.

While everyone was distracted, Pei Lang reached out and pinched the little monkey's cheek. He pinched it a bit too hard, and the little monkey burst into tears.

Everyone turned their heads in unison. Pei Lang, realizing he'd gotten himself into trouble, sheepishly withdrew his hand: "I just wanted to get closer to her, that's why I pinched her cheek..."

Before he could finish speaking, his mother twisted his ear, making him cry out in pain.

"You clumsy fools, stay away from the little monkey!" The usually gentle Mao Hongling scolded fiercely with a stern face.

Pei Yan clenched her fists together, making a cracking sound.

Pei Lang and Pei Wang immediately slipped away.

Mrs. Feng held the crying baby monkey tenderly, gently patting its back. Unexpectedly, the baby monkey cried very loudly and was extremely stubborn, making it impossible to soothe.

"This little monkey has the same bad temper as Qinghe when she was little." Madam Feng thought of her daughter's childhood appearance and sighed with a smile: "When she cries, she never stops. Let her cry and make a fuss, she'll stop when she's tired of crying."

When this little incident reached Pei Qinghe's ears, she immediately said, "Where am I bad-tempered? I was the most obedient and sensible person when I was a child."

Shi Yan suppressed a laugh and chimed in, "It must be that my mother-in-law remembered it wrong."

As for the little monkey being pinched and crying, the couple didn't take it to heart.

The Pei family's sons have all grown up this way since they were little; it's standard practice for older cousins ​​to establish authority over their younger cousins.

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Being in postpartum confinement is so boring. I spend most of my time lying in bed, and when I occasionally get out of bed to walk around, I'm "persuaded" to go back after only a few steps.

Eat, sleep, eat. All court affairs are handled by Prime Minister Pang and Minister Qin; they must not disturb the Emperor's rest.

In the following days, Pei Qinghe practically counted down the days, finally making it to the day she finished her postpartum confinement. She took a refreshing hot bath, changed into new clothes, and the moment she stepped out of the house, she almost felt reborn, so moved she wanted to cry.

Shi Yan grinned and carefully carried his daughter over: "Today is Little Monkey's one-month celebration. My mother-in-law made a red dress for Little Monkey by hand."

The blush on the little monkey's face faded, revealing its fair and tender skin. It blinked its bright black eyes and wore a bright red dress, just like a doll in a New Year's painting.

(End of this chapter)