The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 528 Finale (37)

At this time, the little baby girl in Lu Jinan's arms was quietly sucking her white and tender little fingers, and her pair of round eyes like black grapes looked around curiously.

Ji Wuyuan walked up to Lu Jinan and saw the cute little baby girl nestled in the cradle, with a newborn blush on her delicate little face.

As if sensing someone approaching, the little baby suddenly stopped sucking his fingers, opened his pair of round and bright eyes like black grapes, and looked at Ji Wuyuan with ignorance and curiosity.

That gaze was as pure as a handful of spring water in a mountain stream, without a trace of worldly dust.

Is this his little girl?

Ji Wuyuan's heart trembled slightly. He slowly reached out his hand, but before his fingertips touched her cheek, the little baby suddenly opened its toothless mouth and softly said "Ya Ya" to him, its eyebrows curved, and its smile was like a small crescent moon...

Ji Wuyuan felt that his heart was about to soften.

What a cute little girl, what a soft and adorable little girl, so...

Just as Ji Wuyuan was feeling tender and sighing, the Imperial Master beside him reminded him dissatisfiedly: "Your Majesty, you are in the wrong place. That is Lu Shaoqing's daughter. Your little prince is here..."

Ji Wuyuan was startled suddenly, and turned stiffly to look back, only to see the Imperial Master holding two little kids, one on each side, one a brat, the other one was quiet...also a brat? ! !

Ji Wuyuan couldn't accept the fact that his long-awaited dream of having a daughter was shattered...

He confirmed it several times and was certain that it was the two little princes.

Although the two princes are twins, they seem to have completely opposite personalities and their appearances are not very similar.

A lively and cheerful boy who was either kicking or hitting the Imperial Master or stretching out his little hands to pull his beard, never quiet for a moment.

The other one looked at everyone quietly the whole time, with a calmness in his big eyes that was not suitable for his age.

The lively and active one has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the clear pupils are surprisingly bright. Her appearance is 70% similar to Jiang Wantang, especially the cinnabar teardrop mole at the end of the eye, which is exactly the same.

At first glance, it's hard to tell whether the face is male or female.

The quiet one had the same outline as Ji Wuyuan, with a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes, black eyebrows, and a high nose bridge. Although his face had not grown yet, he already exuded a hint of coldness.

According to the Imperial Master, the quiet one who came out half an hour earlier is the elder brother, the eldest prince; the lively one is the younger brother, the second prince.

The delivery that night was dangerous. Ji Wuyuan remembered the midwife saying that it was thanks to the eldest prince's intelligence that he was able to free himself from the squeezed and entangled umbilical cord in the womb, which allowed for a smooth delivery.

At that time, Ji Wuyuan thought that the midwife was just exaggerating and flattering.

Now when I see my eldest son, an indescribable emotion spreads in my heart.

However, when Ji Wuyuan looked at him, the latter did not cry or make a fuss, but lay quietly in the cradle, with a pair of dark and bright eyes looking straight at him.

The tiny baby frowned slightly, with a serious look in his eyes. He looked like a smaller version of Ji Wuyuan.

Lu Jinan, who was standing by, looked at the father and son staring at each other and couldn't help but laugh, "The two little princes are really well-born. One looks exactly like the Empress, and the other is a perfect copy of Your Majesty, yet they possess the best qualities of both."

The Imperial Master, who was holding two little babies, smiled the most heartily, his eyes and eyebrows showing unconcealed joy. He said with a proud tone, "Of course."

"These twins inherit the brilliance of the Purple Star!"

Just one sentence and Lu Jinan's pupils widened.

For the national teacher, it is equivalent to God's will.

Although it is normal for a prince to become the crown prince, it is different when heard from the imperial teacher.

Being an emperor and being born an emperor are two different things.

Lu Jinan finally realized that it was no wonder that the Imperial Master had been so happy these past few days, spending every day around the two little kids, chanting scriptures and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Compared to Lu Jinan's surprise, Ji Wuyuan looked calm.

The child he and Tang'er have is naturally the best.

At this time, the eldest prince, who was lying quietly in the cradle, suddenly stretched out his chubby little hands towards Ji Wuyuan, meaning that he wanted him to hold him.

Ji Wuyuan's pupils trembled, and he reached out to hug him with some excitement and nervousness.

He held the small, soft baby in his arms, and the sweet smell of milk immediately softened his heart even though it was not a little girl.

It’s hard to describe the feeling. Ji Wuyuan felt sour and bitter in his heart, but more of it was touching.

I just felt that all the pain and suffering in this life were fulfilled at this moment.

Ji Wuyuan held him carefully, his heart filled with the excitement and joy of becoming a father for the first time.

After putting his eldest son down, Ji Wuyuan, adhering to the principle of not favoring one over the other, went to hug his naughty younger son.

The latter was still cheerful in the hands of the national teacher, but as soon as he was in his arms, he pouted, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

Ji Wuyuan was just about to coax him like Lu Jinan did, but the little prince pouted and peed in his arms.

Peed on his hand...

Ji Wuyuan's face darkened and darkened, and he could only repeat to himself: This is his and Tang'er's child, his own...his own...

But the next moment, the naughty little guy laughed happily again, and used his hands and feet to leave Ji Wuyuan's arms in disgust and struggled into the arms of the National Master.

Seeing this, Lu Jinan and the Imperial Master who were present wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh out loud, so they could only hold it back.

Ji Wuyuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth: This brat!

......

In the bedroom, Jiang Wantang woke up seven days later.

As soon as I woke up, I heard Ji Wuyuan coaxing the babies in the outer room. After coaxing the older one, he coaxed the younger one, but the younger one cried louder the more he coaxed her.

In the end, I could only hold one at a time and coax both at the same time.

I don’t know what’s wrong with these two guys today. They keep crying and making a fuss, and the nanny can’t do anything about it.

Even the eldest son, who usually doesn't cry or make a fuss, kept crying and making a fuss.

The imperial physician checked again and again and found nothing wrong.

Ji Wuyuan had no choice but to hold the baby and comfort him himself.

This is his Tang'er, the child she risked her life to give birth to for him, and she is also his life.