The Prince's Beloved Little Wife

The next morning, Ouyang Han got up early and went to the kitchen to carefully arrange Chen Mengyao's diet during her postpartum period. He knew how important this time was for Chen Mengyao, so he was particularly careful in choosing the ingredients, ensuring they were both nutritious and easy to digest. After arranging everything, he carefully brought the breakfast he had prepared for Chen Mengyao to her room and personally fed her.

Before returning to his room, he made a detour to the next room to check on his sleeping son. He quietly asked the maids and servants who cared for his son if the little prince had been fussy that evening and how he had eaten. Each of them smiled and replied that the little prince was very well-behaved; he only fussed a little when hungry or needing a diaper change, otherwise he was very quiet, sleeping soundly after eating, making things much easier for them. Hearing this, Ouyang Han finally felt relieved and returned to continue caring for Chen Mengyao.

After a night's rest, Chen Mengyao looked refreshed and her strength had clearly recovered. Assisted by her maids, she washed up, her face radiant. As usual, she took a sip of a cup of spiritual spring water. The water seemed to possess a magical power, instantly alleviating the pain in her lower abdomen. At that moment, Ouyang Han entered with breakfast. Seeing Chen Mengyao's refreshed appearance, his worries lessened considerably. He smiled and patiently fed her the breakfast, placing it before her. Chen Mengyao felt deeply moved by Ouyang Han's attentiveness and gentleness. After breakfast, the maids quickly cleared away the dishes, and the room returned to tranquility.

Ouyang Han gently picked up Chen Mengyao and tenderly led her to the next room so she could see their sleeping son. Although they had discussed the child's name before, they hadn't made a final decision yet. Looking at his son's adorable little face, Ouyang Han felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He decided to choose a nickname for his son later, and as for the formal name, he would consult with his father and siblings. He told Chen Mengyao his idea, and she agreed.

When Chen Mengyao saw her son sleeping soundly, her maternal love overflowed. She decided to breastfeed him herself the next time he was hungry. She gently told the maids and nannies caring for her son to bring him to the next room when he was hungry. The maids and nannies nodded in understanding. Then, Ouyang Han carefully carried Chen Mengyao back to the room and helped her sit up on the bed. The two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with anticipation and hope for the future.

In the warm and quiet room, Ouyang Han and Chen Mengyao sat side by side, their eyes filled with the joy and anticipation of becoming parents for the first time. They spoke softly about the little life that had just arrived in this world—their son. Every topic revolved around this tiny new member, and the air was filled with endless warmth.

After much deliberation, they finally reached a consensus on their son's nickname. "Let's call him An'an," Ouyang Han said gently, his voice full of affection and expectation. "We hope that he will live a peaceful and carefree life." This name, though simple, contains the parents' deepest blessings and wishes for their child.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mengyao's face blossomed into a happy smile, her eyes glistening with tears of anticipation and determination for a bright future. "Yes, An'an, what a beautiful name." She nodded emphatically, as if declaring their resolve to the world, "We will protect An'an completely, ensuring he suffers no harm whatsoever, allowing him to grow up strong and healthy, happy, kind, and brave, surrounded by love and care."

They smiled at each other, their unspoken understanding and determination shining in their eyes. They knew the road ahead was long, but as long as they had love in their hearts and each other, they would surely be able to walk hand in hand through every spring, summer, autumn, and winter, witnessing every wonderful moment of An'an's growth.

Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Han solemnly summoned all the servants in the manor together. He stood ramrod straight, his piercing gaze sweeping over the group before him, and then said in a deep and serious voice, "I have something important to tell you, about the nickname of our young prince."

Everyone held their breath, listening intently to what their master was about to say. Ouyang Han paused slightly, then said slowly, "The young prince's nickname is An'an. This name holds great significance for the young prince, and I hope everyone will remember it well."

After saying this, Ouyang Han emphasized, "When referring to the young prince within the manor, try to use his nickname as much as possible to show intimacy and affection. If outsiders ask, you must answer carefully and without error!" The servants nodded in agreement, indicating that they would strictly follow Ouyang Han's instructions.

After explaining the relevant matters, Ouyang Han waved for them to leave. After everyone left the room, Ouyang Han turned around and walked to the bedside, looking tenderly at Chen Mengyao who was lying on the bed looking slightly tired, and said softly, "Yaoyao, you should rest a little longer." After saying that, he gently tucked the blanket around her.

Afterwards, Ouyang Han left his room and began preparing for the baby's third-day celebration the following day. This celebration was an important traditional custom after a baby's birth and could not be taken lightly. He first carefully checked the guest list to ensure that no important person was missed. Then he personally went to the kitchen to discuss the menu with the chefs, striving to ensure that the food was delicious, visually appealing, and flavorful, so that all the guests would leave satisfied.

In addition, Ouyang Han carefully selected the decorations and flowers needed to decorate the banquet hall, hoping to create a warm and festive atmosphere. Busy with preparations, a considerable amount of time passed before she knew it, but Ouyang Han didn't feel tired at all, her heart filled with anticipation for the upcoming baby's third-day celebration and beautiful dreams for her child's future.

While Ouyang Han was busy preparing for the baby's third-day celebration, An'an started crying loudly in the next room because he was hungry. His clear and loud cries instantly broke the tranquility of the mansion. The maids immediately put down what they were doing and rushed to An'an's room. They carefully picked him up and tiptoed through the corridor to take him to Chen Mengyao's room.

At this moment, Chen Mengyao was deeply immersed in her dream, her sleep somewhat hazy. But upon hearing her son's cry, she immediately woke up, her eyes revealing maternal tenderness and care. She took An'an from the maid's arms with gentle and practiced movements, as if this had long been a part of her life. She carefully held An'an in her arms, gently lifting her clothes, preparing to breastfeed him.

As soon as An'an touched his mother's breast, he eagerly began to suckle. At first, he seemed to have missed the mark, sucking a few times without getting any milk. But he didn't give up; instead, he sucked harder, his little face turning slightly red from the effort. Finally, he successfully drank the milk, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. He slowly suckled, enjoying the warmth and nourishment from his mother.

Seeing her son eating so contentedly, Chen Mengyao felt a surge of joy and satisfaction. She gently stroked An'an's little face, her eyes filled with love. Only after An'an had finished eating, closed his eyes contentedly, and fallen into a deep sleep, did Chen Mengyao gently hand him to the maids so they could take him back to sleep.

To make breastfeeding easier, Chen Mengyao specifically asked the maids to place the cradle next to her bed. This way, she could take care of An'an at any time without having to run back and forth. The remaining maids were also very considerate; they immediately moved all of An'an's belongings from the next room and neatly arranged them next to the cradle.

The maids, carrying the baby, gently placed An'an into the cradle, their movements so tender as if afraid of disturbing his sweet dreams. Looking at her son's peaceful sleeping face, Chen Mengyao finally felt a little relieved. However, just then, her stomach suddenly growled, reminding her that it was already noon. The maids, very perceptive, immediately understood her meaning and got up to go to the kitchen to prepare food for her.

In no time, a group of well-trained maids nimbly brought in steaming, fragrant dishes and arranged them neatly on the table. Chen Mengyao looked at the sumptuous meal before her, smiled slightly, and then slowly picked up her chopsticks, elegantly and leisurely savoring each dish.

Time passed quietly, and Chen Mengyao finally finished her meal. At this moment, the maids sprang into action again, skillfully clearing away the dishes and cleaning the table before filing out to return to their respective posts to attend to other tasks. However, one attentive maid remained behind, quietly staying in the room to care for Chen Mengyao and the adorable little An'an.

After eating and drinking her fill, Chen Mengyao felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her. So she gently lay back down on the bed, closed her eyes, and prepared to take another nap. After all, only by resting well would she have enough energy to continue breastfeeding her crying baby, An'an.

And so, the entire day passed by in Chen Mengyao's busy routine of feeding An'an repeatedly and changing her diapers frequently. It wasn't until sunset and nightfall that dinner time arrived. Although Chen Mengyao was indeed quite exhausted after a whole day, every time she saw the well-behaved and adorable An'an in her arms, an indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up deep within her.

After dinner, Chen Mengyao didn't linger and went to bed early. Meanwhile, Ouyang Han, who had just finished the banquet, rushed back to his residence. Upon entering, he first inquired about Chen Mengyao's condition that day, then quietly instructed the maid who had been waiting there to rest for a while, as he would personally take care of An'an and Chen Mengyao that night.

Throughout the long night, Ouyang Han poured out all his tenderness and patience to ensure Chen Mengyao could sleep peacefully. Whenever the little one, An'an, cried from hunger, Ouyang Han would immediately get up, gently prepare formula, and carefully feed it to An'an. And when An'an wet his diaper, he would quickly change it, every action revealing boundless fatherly love. Ouyang Han stayed up all night, meticulously caring for his son, until the sky gradually began to lighten, finally allowing him a brief respite.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the window into the room the next morning, Chen Mengyao slowly awoke. She saw Ouyang Han still fast asleep, and his tired yet peaceful face instantly made her understand everything that had happened the previous night. She knew that Ouyang Han had spent the entire night alone caring for their son so that she could rest properly. This deep affection and sacrifice filled Chen Mengyao's heart with both gratitude and heartache.

She got out of bed quietly, afraid of waking the sleeping Ouyang Han. After washing up, she instructed the maids to prepare breakfast for the two of them, and specifically instructed them to make it light and delicious so that Ouyang Han could eat more and replenish his energy.

Not long after, Ouyang Han got up. Today was a special day—An'an's third-day celebration, and he needed to go out to entertain the guests. He quickly washed up and was about to go eat breakfast when the maids brought it up. Chen Mengyao pulled him to sit down, and the two enjoyed this cozy breakfast together.

Looking at Ouyang Han's slightly haggard face, Chen Mengyao said with heartache, "Why didn't you wake me up to breastfeed last night? I could have helped take care of An'an." Ouyang Han smiled and shook his head gently, saying, "I wanted you to rest a little longer. You've already worked very hard breastfeeding An'an during the day."

At this point, Ouyang Han changed the subject and made a suggestion: "From now on, let the maids and nannies feed An'an formula. I don't want to see you so tired every night." Chen Mengyao felt a little reluctant upon hearing this, but she knew that Ouyang Han meant well. After some consideration, she finally agreed to Ouyang Han's request.

After discussing it, the two quickly finished breakfast. Then, they called over the nannies and maids who were taking care of An'an and moved An'an and other necessities to the next room. Chen Mengyao solemnly announced, "From now on, your monthly allowance will be doubled, and you will also receive extra monthly benefits." Upon hearing this, the nannies and maids smiled gratefully and repeatedly expressed that they would do their best to take good care of the young prince.

Watching An'an sleep peacefully under the attentive care of the nanny and maids, Ouyang Han and Chen Mengyao exchanged a smile. They knew that with their help, their lives would become easier and more fulfilling.