After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

When Ning Miao woke up, he was a little dazed and didn't know where he was.

He stared at the ceiling of the tent and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

child!

My first reaction was to touch my belly and then look at my side.

The belly is flat and there is no child around.

Just as I turned my head to look inside the room, I heard footsteps.

"The girl is awake." It was Chunlan's voice.

Seeing Ning Miao propping herself up and getting ready to get up, Chunlan quickly put the copper basin in her hand on the table, hurried over to help her, and put two pillows behind her for her to lean on.

"What about the child?"

"In the next room, the wet nurse is taking care of her." Chunlan replied.

Ning Miao was surprised: "Wet nurse?"

"Well, Second Young Master..." Chunlan realized that something was wrong and quickly changed her words, "Your Highness had found it half a month ago, and Guards Red and Blue went down the mountain to pick it up. They also brought the two boxes of clothes, shoes and hats that Your Highness had prepared for the little grandson."

Half a month ago?

Ning Miao thought of the four midwives again.

Yan Mobai really made all the preparations.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

"How long have I slept?"

Chifeng and Lanying both went down the mountain and came back.

"I slept for one night and half a day." Chunlan replied.

Ning Miao was surprised: "So, the child was born yesterday afternoon?"

She slept for so long.

Chunlan nodded: "Yes, Master Yikong told you to have a good rest and no one is allowed to disturb you."

"Miss, you must be hungry. The chicken soup has been cooked a long time ago and has been simmering on the stove. I will go and serve it to you right away."

"Where is His Highness? Has he gone back?" Ning Miao asked.

"His Royal Highness Prince An has gone back, but our Royal Highness is not here. He is sorting out the little emperor's grandson's things in the main hall with Master Yikong."

After Chunlan replied, she went out to get chicken soup.

Yan Mobai came as soon as he heard the news.

"how does it feel?"

"Still tired."

I have no strength to lift my legs, and my abdomen and other parts of my body hurt.

Yan Mobai sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to touch her head, and looked at her deeply.

"What's wrong?" Ning Miao asked.

Yan Mobai said nothing, just curled his lips.

He felt like he was dreaming these past two days, and he couldn't sleep last night.

He is actually a father now.

"I want to see the child." Ning Miao said.

Yan Mobai nodded and was about to get up when he saw Chunlan bringing in the chicken soup. He sat back down and gestured to Chunlan to give him the chicken soup.

"You're hungry after sleeping for so long. Eat something first."

While taking the porcelain bowl, he told Chunlan: "Ask the wet nurse to bring the child over."

Chunlan took the order and left.

Yan Mobai picked up the porcelain spoon, scooped a spoonful of chicken soup, tested the temperature himself first, and then brought it to Ning Miao's lips.

Ning Miao could have eaten by herself, but she was too lazy to move, so she enjoyed his willingness to serve her.

Just lie there and open your mouth to take it.

"Yan Mobai, I haven't chosen a name for the child yet, what do you think it should be?"

"It's useless to choose. Someone must be given a name, so let's just give him a nickname." Yan Mobai said.

Ning Miao knew who the someone he was referring to was, Emperor Zhaoqing.

Yes, the emperor’s grandson.

"What's the nickname?" Ning Miao pondered.

Yan Mobai was silent.

"How about Yao? The sun, moon and stars are all Yao, which means shining and bright. Let's call him Yaoyao, hoping that he will live in the light forever and have a bright life. How about that?"

Ning Miao looked at him and remembered what he had said.

[Ning Miao, do you know that in the darkest moment of his life, he will remember the person who tore through the darkness for him and brought him the light of day for the rest of his life? ]

She knew what 'light' meant to him who had always been in darkness.

"Yaoyao..." She recited it softly, liking it very much. "Well, let's call him Yaoyao."

She suddenly remembered something.

"Yan Mobai, then you can't have the surname Yan from now on. You have to have the royal surname Li. Li Mobai, Li Mobai, I'm not used to it all of a sudden."

"You can call me Mo Bai." Yan Mobai said.

ink white.

She seemed unable to say it out loud when he suddenly called her so intimately.

Ning Miao had just finished his chicken soup when the wet nurse brought the baby over.

"Do you want to eat something else? Do you want to eat noodles?" Yan Mobai asked.

"I can't eat for now, wait a while."

The wet nurse was a woman of about thirty years old. Although she was wearing coarse clothes, she was very clean and tidy. She looked like a very decent and hardworking person.

She held the child in her arms and bowed slightly to the two of them.

"Your Highness, Madam, the little grandson is just awake."

Yan Mobai handed the porcelain bowl in his hand to Chunlan, stood up and took the child from the wet nurse.

From yesterday till now, the little guy has been sleeping just like his mother. This is the first time he has seen him awake.

"Yao Yao, little Yao Yao..."

He lowered his head and saw the little guy's dark eyes for the first time. His heart suddenly softened.

"Ning Miao, looks like you."

He held the little guy and sat on the edge of the bed to show Ning Miao.

Ning Miao sat up and looked at the little baby in the cradle, his heart softened.

She raised her eyes to look at Yan Mobai: "It obviously looks like you."

The nurse smiled slightly: "Indeed, she looks more like Your Highness."

"Really?" Yan Mobai stared at the little guy, feeling very pleased, "He's looking at me too."

"A newborn baby can't see at such a distance. As the old saying goes, a baby grows an inch a day, and can see an inch more every day." The wet nurse smiled.

"Really?" This was the first time Yan Mobai and Ning Miao knew this.

"Well, but father and son are connected by heart. The little grandson must know that the person holding him is his father." said the wet nurse.

Yan Mobai curved his lips.

Then he put his face directly in front of the little guy, and the father and son were almost face to face: "I'll bring it closer for him to see."

Ning Miao pushed his shoulders up: "Don't scare him."

Yan Mobai sat up straight immediately.

"Give it to me." Ning Miao stretched out his hand.

Yan Mobai avoided it: "The book says that giving birth is like reorganizing the limbs and bones, so it is not advisable to bear any weight, especially in the first three days."

Ning Miao didn't expect that he would also read books on this subject.

But she still held out her hand: "It's okay to hold the child, he's not that heavy, and besides, I need to feed him, I..."

Ning Miao paused and said, "I feel uncomfortable there."

It's swollen and a bit painful.

Although there are wet nurses, if you have one yourself, you should still take care of your own.

Yan Mobai immediately understood what she was talking about.

He glanced at her and gave her the little one in his hand.

Ning Miao held him in his arms, looking closely at the little guy's features, and felt that he looked more and more like Yan Mobai.

Life is truly amazing.

Is this the continuation of her and Yan Mobai's lives?

Ning Miao raised his eyes and saw Yan Mobai still sitting beside the bed.

"Won't you step aside?"

"With you, what should I avoid?"

Yan Mobai turned his head to look at the wet nurse and Chunlan, which meant that they should be the ones to be avoided.

Ning Miao glared at him: "You stay away, I have to let the wet nurse teach me."

Yan Mobai originally wanted to ask if this still needed to be learned?

Thinking that maybe I didn't understand, I didn't ask and just got up and left.

Chunlan then also took the bowl to the kitchen.

The wet nurse went to close the door of the side room, and Ning Miao then unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and lifted up his pockets.

In the corridor outside, Yan Mobai stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the heavy snow that formed a curtain.

The little guy was born on a snowy day just like him.