Resisting the Wind and Splendor

"Your Highness, if you faint again this time, it will be Jing Lei's turn to serve you."

Liu Yunren was still standing outside the door; the princess was lying on the couch, and he dared not go in.

However, although he didn't go inside, his soul remained inside, and he could hear everything that was happening inside.

Thanks to Zisu for bringing the young prince to the door for a quick look, even though it was just a fleeting glimpse, the young prince's image has already been firmly etched in her heart.

I was so moved that I almost burst into tears.

My eyes were truly wet.

Lu Beimo was in the room.

Upon hearing this, he immediately straightened his back, showing his strongest side.

Why would he faint? He's as strong as a rock, he wouldn't faint!

"Can I...can I hold the baby?" He looked at Chu Yueli with a hopeful yet humble expression.

Chu Yueli almost laughed.

This guy, who is usually so imposing, is surprisingly cautious in front of his son, as if afraid of saying or doing something wrong and having to be sent back to reflect on his mistakes.

However, in just five days, she lost a lot of weight, which is quite pitiful.

She nodded.

Zisu brought the child to him.

"Your Highness, you are incredibly strong, but the young prince is too weak to withstand even the slightest exertion. Your Highness must be careful."

These words startled Lu Beimo, who had just extended his hand, so he quickly withdrew it.

I don't know whether I should actually hug the baby or not. What if I lose control of my strength and hurt the child?

“Our child isn’t that fragile.” Chu Yueli rolled her eyes at Zisu. “Don’t scare him, look how frightened he is.”

"Heh." Zisu chuckled and finally placed the child in Lu Beimo's hands.

Lu Beimo was genuinely nervous and had no idea how to hold his son. He spread his arms out, holding his son, but didn't dare to move an inch.

My whole body was stiff, and fine beads of sweat were still on my forehead. I was so nervous that I didn't even dare to breathe.

This sight made everyone present burst into laughter.

Lu Beimo blushed. He had never been so humiliated in his life, but he had never been so satisfied either.

With a wife and children, what more could a husband ask for?

Life seems truly complete.

……

Days passed by, one after another.

This year's snowstorm seemed particularly heavy, but after a month, it finally subsided.

Spring has arrived, but the chill lingers, though it is slowly fading away.

Chu Yueli has been staying in her room these past few days.

It was freezing cold outside, and no one allowed her to go out.

Today, I can finally go out.

"The snow is starting to melt." Walking along the road, Chu Yueli reached out her hand, wanting to touch the snow on the side of the road.

Lu Beimo quickly pulled her hand back, warmed it with the warmth of his large palm, and then tucked it back into the plush hand warmer.

"Don't get cold." He was still very careful.

Chu Yueli also knew that letting her out for a walk today was the limit of what they could do.

If this goes too far, I'm afraid I really won't let her go out next time.

"However, I think the weather should get warmer soon."

"Not necessarily." He did live in the northern frontier for five years back then.

Although southern Mongolia is not as cold as northern Xinjiang, the difference is not that great.

"It will be cold here until at least April or May."

There is still a lot of snow on the mountain in April and May, but the snow on the road will melt completely by early March.

Chu Yueli sighed with some emotion: "In other words, we only have less than two months left in our peaceful life."