Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1892

Shi Anxia subconsciously raised her hand to protect San San's ears. When she lowered her eyes, she saw the child clutching the thin strap of Cen Yuan's inner garment, and her eyelashes cast a shadow like a butterfly's wings in the candlelight.

There was still shiny saliva hanging from the corners of her mouth, leaving dark stains on the fabric. Her chubby little feet were still kicking.

The couple stopped talking about the new emperor and stared at the child intently. The candlelight cast a gentle shadow on the little face.

Perhaps sensing the burning gaze, the little guy's eyelids trembled, and he suddenly opened his sleepy eyes. His dark eyes turned around twice in a daze, his little mouth pursed, and he cried out "wa".

The cry was like that of a newborn kitten, soft and thin, with a little tremor of grievance. Every sob was like a small hook, gently scratching the softest part of Cen Yuan's heart.

"Let me hold the child." Shi Anxia wanted to take the child.

"I'm good at coaxing her." Cen Yuan didn't give in. Instead, he held his daughter close to his chest, patting her gently and coaxing her with skillful techniques.

Cen Yuan looked at her daughter, and Shi Anxia looked at him.

This is a daughter slave.

I feel that all the suffering I have endured is worth it at this moment.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of his daughter's eyes with his thumbs, and his fingertips had thin calluses from years of holding knives.

The little kid's cry gradually turned into sobbing. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed a strand of his father's hair, and let out an "Ah" in a sobbing voice, which actually made him laugh.

Cen Yuan's heart melted when she saw this. She touched the child's red earlobe with her fingertips and suddenly said, "Looks like you."

"How are they similar?" Shi Anxia asked subconsciously, but saw that the man in the candlelight raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Spoiled," he said.

Her skin is so white that even the slightest rubbing would leave red marks.

He suddenly thought of the night of their wedding consummation...

Shi Anxia also realized what her husband said belatedly. Her face immediately turned red and she bit her lip and glared at him angrily.

He laughed at the glare, and suddenly leaned over and gently touched the corner of her lips, "Young girls tend to get old easily when they get angry."

"I've already given birth to a child, and I'm still a little girl!" Shi Anxia blushed.

"You are old, but you are still a little girl in my eyes." Cen Yuan's eyes flashed with tiny lights, and her appearance was reflected in her pupils.

Her hair was thick, jet-black, and soft, cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall.

After giving birth, she lost a lot of weight, with clearer edges and corners. It was another kind of beauty, with a bit of aggressiveness.

Anyway, it's right in his heart, so he likes it no matter what it is.

The night drum sounded outside the window.

Bei Hui came in and carried San San, who was sleeping soundly again, to the wet nurse. When she took San San away, he was still grinning in his sleep.

The red gauze curtain slowly fell down, creating ripples around the bed.

The couple slept in each other's arms, a familiar position. Like two magnets, they could not help but stay close to each other.

In fact, it was Shi Anxia who rolled into Cen Yuan's arms first.

His clothes were still filled with the sweet aroma of San San's milk, mixed with his usual fresh scent.

Her fingertips unconsciously traced the bamboo embroidery on his shirt, and she suddenly asked softly, "I gave birth to a child without telling you... At that time, you were very angry, weren't you?"