"It's born!"
The midwife's excited cry broke the stifling silence. The entire palace was filled with ecstasy. Lord Ingot was so excited that he plucked out an extra handful of hair, his heart aching to the point of tears. Tie Cheng was so excited that he grabbed the Nine-Tailed Beast and buried it in the ground … As for His Majesty, who had just left the delivery bed and walked outside the curtain …
His Majesty was extremely calm … and fell …
Because His Majesty had never fallen in his entire life, the medical officers were so shocked that they forgot to help him up. His Majesty did not need anyone to help him either. He turned around and slid past the curtain, ready to slide under the delivery bed himself.
The top-notch midwife employed by the Imperial Palace was also frightened. She jumped up and turned around to look at him. She was about to say something when she suddenly turned her head and saw something out of the corner of her eye. A sharp scream stopped Emperor Changsun from losing his composure for the first time in his life.
"Ah!"
Zhangsun Wuji was so shocked that his path was blocked by the scream. This was no longer the time to question the midwife for her audacity, as she had already rushed back into the room. Behind the curtain, Meng Fuyao was already cursing loudly.
"What the hell! You can't do this! "
Not what?
What?
What?
What?
The Wuji Palace, which had been in a state of ecstasy a moment ago, froze in an instant. Lord Ingot grabbed a handful of fur and stood there in a daze, the white fur between his claws fluttering. Nine-Tailed struggled out of the garden and fell back down. Tie Cheng stabbed the thorny roses in his hand into Nine-Tailed's head.
Zhangsun Wuji froze there, holding a curtain. The curtain was tied into a smooth fried dough twist. The graceful and invincible Her Majesty was holding the twisted curtain as if she was being struck by lightning. The onlookers felt as if they had been struck by lightning. Her Majesty, who had always remained calm even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, had a wonderful expression at the moment. They had never seen this before, and probably wouldn't see it in the future …
Zhangsun Wuji did not care about the expressions of others. No matter how capable a man was, he was still helpless when it came to women. Although he believed that Fuyao's physique would not be as good as walking through the gates of hell, the midwife's shocked expression had truly frightened him.
Then, he suddenly had a deafening thought. Seemed? Perhaps? Probably? Seemed? Did she not hear the cry of the newborn?
This shock was no small matter. The quietness at this moment was like a thunderbolt striking the top of his head. Zhangsun Wuji threw the curtain aside and rushed over. Suddenly he heard a loud noise.
"Wow!"
It was truly … a loud sound.
It was like a sudden clap of thunder in the silent hall. Everyone had just focused their hearing to find the cry of a newborn, but they were immediately deafened by this sudden explosion for three seconds. Within these three seconds, everyone's ears were buzzing, and they could not hear any other sound in this world.
Zhangsun Wuji, who was the closest, stumbled again and quickly held onto the pillar …
"She gave birth!"
Another joyful cry rang out, but it made them feel agitated — they knew they had given birth! Hurry up and carry him out. What are you screaming for?
Zhangsun Wuji felt uneasy again. Although Fuyao had repeatedly rejected him, he could not care less now that he had personally witnessed her giving birth. He put down the curtain and was about to barge in when he heard Fuyao scolding, "Motherf * cker! Bastard! " Then came the sound of palace maids running in a flurry and the midwife's exclamation. Zhangsun Wuji couldn't bear it anymore and rushed in. The innermost layer of gauze curtain was lifted, and the midwife came out joyfully, saying with a smile, "Born …"
Zhangsun Wuji was wondering why she had said "she gave birth" three times. Her tone was also different. Before he could finish his thought, the midwife had already bowed to him and handed him a bright yellow bundle.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
Zhangsun Wuji only felt the crook of his arm sink. Before he had time to see what it was, his heart suddenly jumped. He hurriedly gathered his zhenqi in his arm, fearing that his heart would soften and he would drop the bundle on the ground. He turned his eyes and was about to take a closer look when his other arm suddenly sank and there was also a bundle on it.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
He was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic — twins!
Before his ecstasy could subside, the midwife pulled out another bundle from behind the curtain and handed it over with a smile.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
…
Heaven and earth froze.
Birds fell from the sky.
All the doctors in the hall staggered.
Zhangsun Wuji was petrified.
…
What was more shocking than one baby was two babies.
What was more shocking than two babies was three babies.
Three babies.
Three babies!
Many years later, when Lord Yuan Bao wore a pair of glasses and read The History of Dacheng Kingdom at night, he could not help but sigh when he reached this point.
Damn, they could give birth even better than us mice …
Let's not talk about the awesome queen who could give birth. There was a very serious problem at the moment — the midwife held the bundle and looked at the crook of His Majesty's arm with embarrassment — the space was full. Where should she put it? Should she hold it with her chin?
In the end, it was His Majesty who was the most powerful. He calmly moved the small bundle in his left hand and signaled the midwife to put the extra one into the empty space.
Thus, all the medical officials in the hall saw the unparalleled Emperor carrying three babies in his arms. His arms were filled to the brim. Although he tried his best to remain calm, it could still be seen that his hands were trembling. His steps were a little unsteady as he walked towards the mother heroes behind the curtains.
His Majesty's wise and mighty appearance was ruined from then on …
The three bundles existed in His Majesty's arms. Two babies were very quiet, and one baby was very flamboyant. The whole hall could only hear the crying of that baby, which was equivalent to three babies.
All the officials looked up at the sky with tears in their eyes — God, did you finally not bear to see the Zhangsun Family not having many children, so you sent an all-around baby-making champion?
The Empress was really extremely powerful. She was omnipotent in fighting, cursing, cheating, stealing the country, usurping power, and even giving birth!
Especially the last specialty, she was deeply worshipped by all the officials.
Giving birth to two babies could not keep up with the times. There were twins everywhere. If people wanted to give birth, they would give birth to three babies.
The Empress was mighty!
= = =
The Empress sat on the bed majestically.
He muttered in bewilderment, "What the hell, where did you get three of them from?"
After thinking for a long time, she cupped her hands and her eyes were blue, "Your Majesty is mighty!"
Zhangsun Wuji, who had just carried the three babies into the curtain, staggered again. This time, he quickly stabilized his body — he had rare treasures in his arms. Even if he fell and broke his head, he could not let the babies get some skin.
There were three babies in his arms. Two were moaning and crying, and one was crying earth-shatteringly. They were wrinkled and red, so soft that it felt unreal, like the most beautiful and charming dream in the world.
Zhangsun Wuji smiled and looked down at the three beautiful dreams that he had never dared to look forward to in his life. A smile that was softer than the little body gradually appeared in his eyes. It enshrouded the tip of his eyebrows and the corner of his eyes, rippling the most peaceful and warm arc of his life.
There was also a bit of absent-mindedness in that smile. The surprise was too much and too intense. As calm and collected as he was, he felt dizzy, as if he was in an illusion. He was afraid that if he moved a little too much, the dream would be broken with a bang.
He hugged the three babies in his arms and tried to share them with the miracle maker so that they could verify each other's authenticity. However, the one on the bed could not accept reality. She stared straight ahead and fell on the bed dreamily, grabbing a pillow to cover her face. "Don't, don't, it's too strange, I can't take it … I took a long time to mentally prepare myself before I could accept one, and now there are three of them … No, I'm going to break down, I'm really going to break down!"
Zhangsun Wuji did not care if the Empress would break down or not. He smiled and placed a dark purple bundle on Fuyao's face. "Come, guess, is it a boy or a girl?"
The baby's crying was so loud that Fuyao, who was under the bundle, trembled. She did not need to pull it open to know that the baby was crying with all its strength. Only God knew how a small body that had not yet fully developed could produce such a shockingly high decibel sound. Fuyao covered her ears and rolled her eyes. "Do I even need to guess? Is there a woman with such a loud voice? "
There was no response from the emperor. Fuyao looked up suspiciously and saw Zhangsun Wuji laughing wickedly. She rolled her eyes and realized that she was also a woman with a loud voice.
'Uh … no way?'
She stretched out a finger and lifted the bundle with trembling hands to take a look. Immediately, a tragic expression appeared on her face.
"That …" She poked the two quiet ones in Zhangsun Wuji's arms and asked hopelessly, "Are they all girls?"
Zhangsun Wuji only looked at her and smiled. No matter how Fuyao looked at it, she felt that his smile was comforting … Well, it was scary to have three children, but it was even scarier to have all three girls. It was not easy for him to explode, but there was not a single guy. That was too low a hit rate, and it would be a shame for the Zhangsun family, which did not have many descendants … The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became. Her head drooped to her chest and she said in a pained tone, "Looks like you'll have to find a son-in-law to inherit the throne in the future …"
"It's still early. There's no rush." Zhangsun Wuji sat down and gently picked up the crying one. He then placed the other two on the bedding. "Whether it's finding a son-in-law or marrying the empress, it's not the time to worry about that. I'm just thinking, how should I change the diapers?"
"Peeing everywhere again?" Fuyao immediately reached out her hand and was ready to change the diapers herself. Just as she reached out, her hand froze. "Uh? Marrying the empress? "
With a swoosh, she flipped open the two bundles and went straight to the vital parts, covering them with a swoosh. Fuyao let out a long sigh. "That was close. I was thinking that I'd have to give birth when there wasn't even a single guy. I really don't want to give birth anymore … "
She laughed a little embarrassedly as she hugged the three babies. Suddenly, she felt her vision darken. Zhangsun Wuji leaned over, and the faint aroma of the Asura Lotus brushed past her forehead. At the same time, warm and soft lips landed on her cheek. His laughter was gratifying and joyful, mixed with a low resonance in his chest.
"Fuyao … thank you …"
Fuyao blushed slightly and looked bashfully at the smiling midwife. Zhangsun Wuji tilted his head and kissed her on the other cheek.
"I'm even more grateful that you're willing to give birth for me."
= = =
"This is the big brother!" Meng Fuyao was all smiles as she pulled on the baby, who was sleeping soundly. She took great pains to rub his face into all kinds of weird shapes. She only let go when he started crying and flailing his legs around.
Since he was so ferocious, of course he should be the big brother.
"Squeak! Squeak, squeak, squeak! (No, this is the big brother)! " Lord Ingot kneaded the other one with his claws, looking at the sleeping baby with satisfaction. No matter where his claws stepped on the baby's face, he remained calm and unmoved.
Such a treacherous and calm master, this should be the older brother.
"That's it!" Fuyao slapped her son's flying leg away. "I'm the mother, I have the final say!"
"Squeak!" Lord Ingot lay on the baby who would sleep with him even if the sky fell down and roared, "I'm the divine mouse, I have the final say!"
…
The 10,000th debate began again. It was an eternal mystery that would never be answered.
It was about the order of the triplets. The last one was unquestionable, as the little princess' loud voice was very distinctive. But the first two …
Because of Emperor Zhangsun's loss of composure and because the midwife was not mentally prepared, after giving birth to the first child, she turned her attention to the Emperor who was holding the curtain and sliding in. When she turned her head again, the second child had already easily popped out.
The two babies who appeared almost at the same time and did not cry immediately caused the midwife to panic.
As for Fuyao, she was not smart enough to know which baby came out first. She did not even look at the time of birth. Zhangsun Wuji, on the other hand, accurately determined the time of birth of the three siblings based on the three cries of "born".
As for the two brothers, they could decide who was the older brother and who was the younger brother when they grew up.
The three babies were all breast-fed. Fuyao did not have any concept of body size, and she would not refuse to breast-feed herself just to maintain her figure. This was the first time in the Five Continents' imperial family that did not breast-feed themselves. Zhangsun Wuji was afraid that she would be tired and tried to persuade her, but Queen Meng scoffed. "Breast-Fed babies have higher intelligence! How can my baby be stupid? Where will I put my face if she's stupid? " Fortunately, she had plenty of milk, probably because she had chewed on too many hooves during her pregnancy.
Sometimes, Meng Fuyao thought to herself sadly, 'I really look like a commoner with no temperament. Everything I do is so shrewish, sturdy, and not refined enough. Three babies are born, and their milk is like a fountain. I don't even have the noblest temperament of a royal woman in the Five Continents. I heard that Zhangsun Wuji's mother didn't eat for nine months when she was pregnant with him. She had a difficult labor that lasted for three days and three nights and almost lost her life. Zhangsun Wuji was not even as big as any of her three babies, but he was so light that a breath of air could make him somersault three times. That was noble! That was elegant! "
After her sadness subsided, she continued to breast-feed and was very intoxicated by it. What was the most beautiful music in the world? It was the sound of her baby eating and smacking his lips in her arms. It was the sound of her baby sleeping and breathing evenly. It was the sound of her baby nibbling on his fingers. Even the sound of his stomach crying for food in the middle of the night was extremely beautiful to her ears.
She did not want to maintain that cold nobility, to forget the fullness of the mortal world. She only wanted the simplest happiness that belonged to every mother. They were in her arms.
They were in her arms, and she was in his arms.
Zhangsun Wuji had been very fond of bed lately. Apart from attending court and official business, the place he spent the most time was her bed. Actually, it was a lie to say that he was fond of bed. It was true that he was fighting for his mother with the three babies. Although Her Majesty was naturally unromantic and often rejected his harassment, she was still a new mother after all. There were many things that she was very flustered about, which gave His Majesty many opportunities to take advantage of. For example, he was intoxicated by the gentle and tranquil radiance on the young mother's face when she breast-fed, or worshipped the elasticity and fullness of the Queen's recent breasts …
The three babies did not seem to have a tacit understanding. They rarely slept at the same time. Most of the time, one was asleep while the other two were awake. They did not eat, drink, or play at the same time. Moreover, Meng Fuyao liked to do everything herself. Thus, even with a bunch of female officials around to take care of them, they were often very busy. The youngest of the three seemed to have inherited the good qualities of her parents. She was adorable and round, but her temperament was very frightening. Every time her father and mother wanted to take a bite or hug her, she would mysteriously stop immediately. When she was sleeping, her eyes would shine brightly. When she was drinking, she would spit it out and reach out her claws to push — not to push Zhangsun Wuji, but to push Meng Fuyao.
Yes, to push her mother, Meng Fuyao. Then, she would giggle and open her arms to her father. Her father was overjoyed and quickly accepted his daughter's embrace. Then, she would cling to her father's embrace and firmly occupy it without letting go.
From then on, Zhangsun Wuji was very fond of her. He would often hold her on his lap and personally feed her some milk paste. She was very obedient and would eat whatever he fed her. She would eat it with a very sweet and joyful expression. It was as if what her father fed her was not muddled milk paste, but the most exquisite delicacy in the world.
Every time that happened, Meng Fuyao would be speechless. Why did you use your tongue to push the milk paste out when I fed you?
After eating the milk paste, the baby would go to sleep obediently while clutching onto her father's clothes. Meng Fuyao was speechless again. Why did you only sleep after I fed you?
The baby would hold onto her father tightly while it slept. Whenever her father tried to move, he would moan and groan. Her father was a model father. He would immediately sit still and hold his daughter in his arms for four hours. Meng Fuyao was speechless again. Why did you open your mouth and howl when I woke you up from your sleep? You howled until my hearing deteriorated recently?
You're a father maniac!
You're a two-faced woman!
Meng Fuyao was very depressed when she discovered her daughter's evil nature. She couldn't possibly tell Zhangsun Wuji that his daughter was up to no good and was trying to steal him from him. The proud queen would never admit her possessiveness towards Zhangsun Wuji.
As for the other two … they weren't a pair of obedient babies as she had imagined. Their quiet nature when they were born was more likely just a facade, especially the one with especially thick eyebrows and black and bright eyes. He only slept half as long as his brother, and the time he didn't sleep was spent on destruction — tearing paper, rubbing his nine-tailed tail, plucking Yuan Bao's fur, and capturing the nine-tailed tail and Yuan Bao as a pair. Those were his four favorites.
As for the other one … he was indeed very quiet. Ever since he was born, he rarely cried. His appearance and temperament were very much like his father's. After Meng Fuyao had enough of black-bellied women and destructive maniacs, she especially favored this replica of Limitless Limitless. However, this preference was quickly destroyed by the cruel reality. When they were almost a year old, she saw with her own eyes that after wetting the bed, he felt uncomfortable and slowly took off his diaper. He then rubbed his butt against the mattress until his butt was clean. Only then did he slowly crawl away. His brother, who was sleeping beside him, foolishly turned over and buried his face in the mattress he had rubbed against …
Shameless man!
Meng Fuyao sadly looked up at the sky. She had given birth to so many children, but why didn't any of them inherit their mother's outstanding, bright, compassionate, kind, saintly, and pure temperament?
However, she couldn't deny it now. She sadly accepted the truth and took a powerful method of revenge. Her method of revenge was to play dirty when naming the three children. The three children were Zhangsun Ji, Zhangsun Lin, and Zhangsun Fei. It was fine if these were the official names written in the family records, but she had to freely use their nicknames. Thus, the bright-eyed Zhangsun Ji was nicknamed Ultraman. The replica Wuji Zhangsun Lin was nicknamed Meichuan Neiku (No Underwear), abbreviated as Queer. The two-faced father and daughter Zhangsun Fei was nicknamed … Chunhua.
Zhangsun Wuji was noncommittal about his two sons' awesome nicknames, but he was very happy with Chun Hua. The noble Wuji Emperor also believed in the concept of 'a lowly name is easy to raise'. He thought that the nickname of the pearl in his palm and the sweetheart was very popular and very catchy. Therefore, he often carried his little daughter's soft and fragrant body and smiled at her, "Chun Hua, Hua Hua …"
Princess Zhangsun Chunhua flashed a sweet, flattering smile at her beautiful father.
Meng Fuyao, who was sitting at the side, also smiled sweetly. 'Chunhua, Zhangsun Chunhua, believe me, when you grow up and learn to read, you will definitely cry for this wonderful nickname that has been with you for so many years …'
= = =
When the names of the children and their families were settled, Meng Fuyao suddenly felt that there was something that she should do. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps, there was something that she should do.
Her childbirth was still a secret of the Wuji Dynasty. According to Zhangsun Wuji, he naturally wanted to announce it to the world immediately. However, Meng Fuyao felt that she could not afford to lose face. She did not want to be the flag bearer of the new generation of women in the Five Continents Continent. For this reason, she did not hesitate to threaten Zhangsun Wuji. 'Do you want to get married? If you do, then keep your mouth shut. '
Now that a year had passed, the children who had grown fat had lost weight, and the children who were light as a feather had become heavy. When the three children were weaned from milk, they grew as heavy as the wind and slept in their little beds, gnawing on their fingers and learning to pluck Lord Ingot's hair. Finally, a major life event that had been delayed for a long time was put on the agenda.
Thus, one day, when he was intoxicated by the gentle breeze of the year, someone leaned on the back of the chair behind Meng Fuyao (the current Emperor liked this position very much. The reason was … looking down from a high place, the scenery was boundless …) and asked lazily,
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