Chapter 140 Little Wolf
Having escaped the palace banquet with a clear conscience, Yihuan was sitting by the stove, staring at it eagerly. Liuliu also had the same expression as her. The eyes of both mother and daughter revealed the most primitive desire of human beings.

They are all greedy.

Liuliu sniffed and said, "Mother, the fragrance is coming out. We can eat it now."

It turned out that Yihuan had ordered people to throw a hodgepodge of potatoes, sweet potatoes, chestnuts, etc. into the stove, and Yuling stood by with a hook watching them roast. It didn't take long before the house was filled with the aroma of food.

When Yinzhen entered the room, he saw the mother and daughter sharing a roasted golden sweet potato. Both of them, one big and one small, had their eyes half closed and looked very satisfied as they ate.

Honghui took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Liuliu's mouth. Then he took the book beside him and began to read softly from the page.

It is the Thousand Character Classic.

Honghui is familiar with this job. Before Liuliu was born, he insisted on reading to her every day for prenatal education. Now that Liuliu is undergoing elementary education, she has taken over this job with great interest, but she is always inconsistent in her work.

There were countless instances like this where Honghui took over and recited the poem.

Yinzhen even laughed at the little girl for her lack of strength, but looking at her embarrassed and blushing face, he couldn't bear to blame her.

Yinzhen came over, first warmed his palms by the stove, then took the hook, pulled out a chestnut, peeled it open while it was still hot, put it into his mouth and bit it open, then leaned back with satisfaction and reached out to touch Yihuan's belly.

"Did he bother you today?" Calculating the time, it was actually past the due date estimated by the imperial physician. Yinzhen was anxious but did not show it in front of Yihuan.

Yihuan stared at the chestnuts that Yinzhen was peeling. She didn't pay any attention to what he said and just shook her head randomly.

Yinzhen found it funny and broke off a little for Yihuan, fearing that she would get burned.

Yihua smiled and bit it open, then suddenly cried out "ouch", holding her stomach, looking confused: "I think I'm about to give birth."

Yinzhen suddenly stood up, picked up Yihuan by the waist with great effort, and walked towards the delivery room.

Yihuan thought it was funny. Yinzhen was holding her so hard. She lay on the bed and didn't feel any pain. The servants in the main courtyard were already busy. Fortunately, this was not the first time they had encountered this. The servants were familiar with it and basically managed to maintain order in the chaos.

Honghui held Liuliu in his arms and handed her to the nanny who was taking care of her: "Send Ergege to the eldest sister. She will stay in the front yard today. Don't scare her."

The court physician came trotting over and hid himself in a corner, hoping that he would not be needed.

Yinzhen and Honghui were both stopped outside the door curtain. They looked at each other and saw uneasiness in each other's eyes.

It was because Yihuan's first two births were too thrilling. Yinzhen turned the Buddhist beads in his hand and silently recited the Diamond Sutra in his heart. Seeing that Honghui had not left yet, he said to chase him away: "Why don't you leave?"

Honghui lifted his robe and sat opposite Yinzhen: "A son should stay by his mother's side. This is filial piety."

"Father, in my son's opinion, we have already got a nickname for our third brother, so why not call him Li Zi?" Honghui smiled happily.

"Nonsense, the child's nickname should be chosen by your grandfather." Yinzhen was a little disgusted. What chestnut or potato? His child should have a resounding name.

Yihuan's birth went very smoothly. It took less than three hours from the time she entered the delivery room to the birth of the baby.

Later, the midwife said that the baby was in a very good position, so the birth was painless. It was also the first time that Yihua remained conscious after giving birth. She looked at the fat baby in the nurse's arms and said, "He is so ugly."

This is what Yihuan was thinking. When Honghui came, she had just traveled through time and was in a daze. When she woke up, the baby was almost one month old and already looked plump and white.

When she gave birth to Liuliu, she had been in poor health and slept more than she woke up, so she slept through the child's growth.

It was the first time that Yihuan saw a newborn baby so vividly. The baby was red all over, with a wrinkled face, few hairs on its head, and droopy eyelids, making it look like a little old man.

Nanny Chen wiped Yihuan's sweat off her face and said, "Fujin, how can you say that about the young prince? He obviously looks a lot like you."

"What?" Yihuan was dumbfounded. Did she look like a little old lady now?

"Children can hear. He must be sad when Fu Jin says this." Nanny Chen said while serving Yi Hua skillfully, "In a few days, the little prince will be plump and white."

Yihuan suddenly had an idea: "Mammy, how about calling him Li Zi?"

The veins on Nanny Chen's forehead jumped: "Fujin, you asked Master Ulanala to give you a nickname."

That’s right, Yihuan felt regretful for a long time, the name Li Zi was so cute.

As they were talking, Yihuan slowly fell asleep. Yinzhen looked at the child brought out by the wet nurse, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. The servants in the main courtyard were rewarded with half a year's salary, and they were all very happy.

Su Peisheng had already arranged for the young eunuch to go everywhere to report the news.

After receiving the news, Concubine De said "Amitabha" and burned all the Buddhist scriptures she had copied for the little guy during this period to pray for him.

A piece of paper was handed over from the Ulanala Mansion, on which was written Fei Yanggu's vigorous and powerful handwriting.

Little wolf.

The young eunuch also brought back a message from Lord Fei Yanggu. He said that he had dreamed of a group of wild wolves running freely in the wilderness yesterday. He hoped that his grandson could be as free and healthy as the little wolves.

Yinzhen repeated the name "Little Wolf" twice and thought it was a good name. At least it was much better than the name "Li Zi" that Xiaojian and Honghui had joked about before. So he held his youngest son and called him "Little Wolf", which was considered to be the nickname for the child.

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When Li heard the news that the main courtyard had given birth to a son, she tried to hold it in but couldn't help it and smashed a set of tea sets.

"Madame Jin, what's so good about that woman in the main courtyard? She only knows how to pretend to be generous and virtuous to win people's hearts, and I just fall for her tricks!" Li has been recalling the first few years when she entered the mansion. Song was silent, Fu Jin was rigid, and Prince Beile liked her the most. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. She is no longer the charming girl in my memory. Her beauty has faded and her love has faded. The ancients were right.

Nanny Jin could only comfort her earnestly, even though Li could recite all her words by heart.

"No flower stays in bloom forever. I don't believe that my master can stay with her forever! Sooner or later, another woman will snatch her favor away from her!" Li finally vented her anger in helplessness. She knew very well that she could not get any good results from Yihuan, so she pinned her hopes on a divine soldier to descend from heaven.

Nanny Jin didn't say anything. She was the concubine, so it wasn't a big problem if she was no longer favored. As long as the prince respected her, he would give her dignity for the sake of their children.

Mrs. Li stopped thinking about her own troubles and said, "Where's Hongyun? I haven't seen him these past few days. Ask him to come over. I want to ask him about his homework."

Nanny Jin quickly agreed and prepared medicine for the young master in advance. Every time the master mentioned homework, the young master would be slapped on the palm. Hopefully, it won't be necessary this time.