NCCnovel Chapter 178 Yuwen Huaji: Your unfilial son stole my congratulatory gift and gave it away?
Chapter 178 Yuwen Huaji: Your unfilial son stole my congratulatory gift and gave it away?
Inside the delivery room, Yang Ruyi's suppressed cries of pain could be heard intermittently.
The sound rose and fell, wave after wave, endlessly.
With each cry of pain, the hearts of Lü Xiao and Yang Guang outside the delivery room tightened a little more.
Lu Xiao stopped and stood under the eaves, bowing his head in deep thought.
The second child.
Is it a man or a woman?
Like him, or like Yang Ruyi?
He suddenly felt a little nervous.
This tension came out of nowhere.
When he went to the battlefield, facing thousands of troops and the clash of swords, he was never nervous.
Standing outside the delivery room, listening to the cries of pain coming from inside, he felt even more uneasy than when he first went into battle.
Yang Guang stood to one side with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless, but his hands, hidden in his sleeves, clenched slightly.
He had experienced countless such moments, from the empress giving birth to concubines.
But when it came to his own daughter, his worries remained just as strong.
Yuwen Chenglong and Pei Yuanqing were still pacing around in the corridor.
One was figuring out what gift to give, while the other was agonizing over which table to sit at.
The two of them spun around like headless flies, bumping into each other every now and then pushing each other away in disgust.
I don't know how much time passed.
"Wow!"
A loud baby's cry broke the silence of the courtyard.
Lü Xiao suddenly raised his head.
Yang Guang's furrowed brows finally relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.
My daughter has once again escaped death unharmed.
The delivery room door opened a crack, and a midwife peeked out, a smile on her face: "Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations, Your Majesty! Mother and child are safe and sound! Another little prince!"
"Good! Good!" Yang Guang said "good" twice, his wrinkles beaming with joy.
Inside the delivery room, Yang Ruyi lay on the couch, her face and head covered in sweat, her hair disheveled and plastered to her forehead and cheeks.
Her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless, but her eyes were full of uncontrollable laughter.
"Princess, look!" The midwife held the baby steadily in her arms and brought it close to Yang Ruyi so that she could see it clearly.
The baby was tiny and wrinkled, its eyes were not yet open, and its little mouth was pursed, making weak whimpering sounds.
Looking at this tiny life, Yang Ruyi's smile deepened.
it is good.
Great.
Lu Zhen will inherit the throne in the future, so he can't rely on his troublesome biological father.
All he does is show loyalty; he has no ambition whatsoever.
But it's different when you have a brother. The two brothers support each other and complement each other.
"Let the prince take a look," Yang Ruyi said softly.
"Yes."
The midwife carefully carried the baby out of the delivery room.
Outside the door, several people had been waiting anxiously.
The midwife had just stepped out of the door and hadn't even had a chance to speak when a figure rushed forward.
"Quickly, let me see it first!"
Yang Guang moved with surprising speed, belying his age, and reached out to catch the child.
Lu Xiao silently moved closer and craned his neck to look.
Upon seeing this, the joy on his face instantly froze.
What is this?
Is this wrinkled, reddish thing that looks like a little monkey his son?
Lu Xiao was, after all, handsome and dashing.
Although Lü Zhen is young, she is a fair-skinned and delicate little girl.
What's going on here?
Why are they all wrinkled like that?
Does he look like a little old man?
"Your Highness," the midwife said with a smile, seeing through Lü Xiao's thoughts at a glance, "all newborn babies look like this. After a while, they will unfold and become smooth and full."
"Really?" Lu Xiao asked, still somewhat skeptical.
It was indeed his first time seeing a newborn baby, so he had no idea what these things meant.
"Of course," Yang Guang chimed in, "Zhen'er looked just like this when he was born, all wrinkled up like a little monkey."
Lu Xiao took another closer look at the wrinkled little thing in his arms, and still couldn't quite accept it.
Oh well, it'll look good in a few days anyway.
"Father! I want to see too! I want to see too!"
A childish voice came from below.
Lu Zhen stood beside Lu Xiao's legs, bouncing around like a little rabbit, craning her neck but still unable to see what her younger brother looked like.
Lu Xiao bent down, scooped Lu Zhen up, and held him in his arms so that he could see his younger brother's face clearly.
He exclaimed excitedly, "It's my little brother! It's my little brother!"
From now on, he'll have a little follower!
If he makes any mistakes in the future, his younger brother can take the blame for him!
Anyway, my younger brother is too young to understand anything, so he won't get scolded or beaten!
Thinking of this, Lü Zhen couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Zilie," Yang Guang said suddenly, holding the baby, "you named him last time, this time it's my turn."
He was indeed very satisfied with the name Lü Zhen, but it was not the name he had chosen.
Lü Xiao was delighted: "I had the same idea."
The last time he chose a name was one of the few times he actually put his mind to it.
The single word "臻" (zhen) had already racked his brains and consumed a lot of his energy; this time, he wished someone else could do it for him.
Yang Guang looked down at the baby in his arms and pondered for a moment.
"Let's choose the character 'Yan'."
晏 means peace and tranquility.
Now he faces the impending counterattack of powerful families and the turbulent undercurrents of the world.
All he sought was the word "peace"—peace and prosperity for the world.
His grandson's name reflects his current state of mind.
"On behalf of Yan'er, I thank Your Majesty for bestowing this name upon him." Lü Xiao held Lü Zhen and bowed slightly.
Yang Guang nodded, then looked down at the baby in his arms, his eyes full of affection.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
Yuwen Chenglong suddenly appeared out of nowhere and fawned over Lü Xiao.
He took out a palm-sized piece of blood jade from his pocket. The jade was as red as blood and gleamed with a warm luster in the sunlight.
"This is a gift from your humble servant to the Second Young Master!"
"Brother," Pei Yuanqing whispered a reminder, "be careful, he might have pulled this out of some tomb again."
He remembered very clearly the last time Yuwen Chenglong gave him the dagger.
"You're talking nonsense!" Yuwen Chenglong glared at him and flicked Pei Yuanqing on the forehead. "This is something I stole from my father!"
How could he make the same mistake twice?
That dagger last time belonged to a dead person; it was indeed unlucky.
But this piece of blood jade is different. It is his father's most treasured family heirloom, passed down from generation to generation. It is full of spiritual energy and very auspicious!
Yuwen Huaji suddenly shuddered in the crowd.
He subconsciously touched his sleeve pocket.
empty.
He touched his chest again.
empty.
He touched the brocade pouch hanging at his waist again.
Empty, completely empty!
Yuwen Huaji's face darkened at a visible speed.
That piece of blood jade was a carefully prepared congratulatory gift!
It was a family heirloom that he specially retrieved from the treasury in order to make a good impression on Emperor Yang!
He carried it with him today, waiting for the right opportunity to present it to His Majesty and Prince Shuo to please them!
The results of it?
That unfilial son took it!
He ended up being the one who came empty-handed!