Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 338 The First Prince

Perhaps it was because the child was too considerate, or perhaps Song Yi was indeed in good health; in any case, what Xi Chun said actually came true.

The entire production process lasted for more than an hour without any mistakes. Everyone was already performing their duties under Jiang Lanye's arrangement, and there was not even a situation where someone was busy in a corner.

Song Yi was extremely cooperative. She knew to conserve her energy, so she didn't shout out and hurriedly drank water during the breaks she could.

For more than an hour, Jiang Lanye kept his eyes on Song Yi, holding her hand tightly, never letting go.

With a clear cry of a baby, Song Yi's tense body suddenly relaxed, and Jiang Lanye also relaxed, belatedly realizing that he was also covered in a layer of cold sweat from tension.

The midwife took the prepared soft blanket and skillfully wrapped the baby in it. She held the baby in her arms, looked at him, and beamed with joy: "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty the Empress! Your Majesty has given birth to a little prince!"

Xichun stood up immediately and rushed over to take a look.

Song Yi still had the strength to speak at this moment: "What a little prince, Jiang Lanye. Now the Empress Dowager can rest assured."

Jiang Lanye responded with a heavy voice, then asked in a low voice, "How are you now?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired and a bit exhausted, but otherwise I'm fine."

The nanny wanted to bring the little prince over for them to see, but Jiang Lanye immediately raised his hand and said, "Take the child out for the Empress Dowager to see. You two help clean up the Empress; she's tired and needs to rest."

".yes."

Song Yi didn't rush to look. She slowly closed her eyes and said, "We'll talk about naming later. I need to get some sleep."

Shortly after he finished speaking, the Empress Dowager's laughter suddenly came from outside the hall.

Song Yi was startled by the commotion. Jiang Lanye said helplessly, "Let them all leave, but the imperial physician and the nanny stay."

"Yes."

Song Yi was changed into a soft nightgown, her messy hair was combed again, and the bedding was changed to brand new and clean ones. She snuggled in the quilt and said, "Finally, I feel much lighter. When I can go out, I must walk around the entire palace and experience what it feels like to walk normally."

Seeing that she was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open, and her voice was a little hoarse, yet she was still softly saying these nonsensical things, Jiang Lanye chuckled: "Alright, stop talking now, go to sleep, you'll feel better after a good night's sleep, I'll stay with you the whole time."

Xichun carefully closed all the doors and windows tightly, and instructed others to cook some porridge so that Song Yi could eat something to replenish his strength after resting.

Song Yi slept for a long time.

She gave birth in the middle of the night and woke up after noon.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Jiang Lanye sitting by the dragon bed, also asleep.

He had barely slept these past two days, but Jiang Lanye, on the other hand, slept very soundly every time because of his care.

She raised her hand, wanting to stroke Jiang Lanye's cheek, but Jiang Lanye woke up as soon as she made the slightest sound.

"How is it? I had the imperial physicians keep watch outside all night."

Song Yi shook her head: "I'm fine."

"Okay, shall we get up and eat something?"

Song Yi thought for a moment and couldn't help but say, "Jiang Lanye, I've noticed that neither of us seems to care much about that little guy."

Jiang Lanye said in a low voice, "Don't worry, someone is taking care of him, he will be fine. The imperial physician also said that his crying was loud and clear, which is very good. I am more worried about you."

The Empress Dowager gazed at the little one for a long time last night before reluctantly leaving. As soon as dawn broke, she went to see him again.

"I remember now."

"it is good."

Jiang Lanye immediately helped Song Yi sit up, thoughtfully placing a soft pillow behind her: "Would you like something to eat?"

"Ah."

Xichun walked in carrying a white jade cup.

As soon as the lid was lifted, a delicate yet appetizing aroma of rice mingled with the rich, savory steam of the chicken soup wafted out.

The porridge was cooked to perfection, the rice grains had already bloomed and blended perfectly with the water and broth. Song Yi couldn't help but swallow. Jiang Lanye took it: "I'll feed you."

She opened her mouth and took a bite; it melted in her mouth.

"delicious."

"If you like it, I'll have them stew it again. This porridge has been stewing for quite a while. We'll also have bird's nest later. In addition, I've stewed black chicken soup for you. See what you want to eat. There are many tonics available."

"I just woke up and can't eat that much."

Jiang Lanye immediately turned his head and said, "Let them stew it first. If it's already cold, don't bring it in."

"Yes."

After finishing the porridge, Song Yi finally regained some energy and said, "Bring the child over here, I want to see him. Jiang Lanye, have you seen him yet?"

Jiang Lanye shook his head.

Xichun couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, you don't know this, but after you gave birth to the eldest prince, the nanny wrapped him up and held him next to His Majesty. His Majesty didn't even glance at him and just told the nanny to take him out."

Song Yi: "."

Her lips twitched slightly.

Jiang Lanye looked at her innocently: "I was only looking at you at the time."

"Alright, bring it here quickly."

The wet nurse carefully took the swaddled baby and gently placed it next to Song Yi.

Song Yi looked down and her heart instantly softened like a pool of spring water.

The little one was wrapped in a soft, bright yellow swaddle, his skin still slightly red and wrinkled, but you could see that his features were very small and delicate, and his baby hair was thick and black.

He was fast asleep with his eyes closed, his little hands clenched into two tiny fists and held up to his cheeks.

Song Yi couldn't help but extend her index finger and gently touch his little fist.

It has a very soft and chewy texture.

Song Yi couldn't help but murmur softly, "It's so small, Jiang Lanye, look!"

Jiang Lanye finally shifted his gaze from Song Yi to the little one.

He hesitated for a moment, then, imitating Song Yi, he extended his index finger and touched his cheek.

Song Yi couldn't help but say, "Jiang Lanye, why don't you give him a hug?"

Jiang Lanye froze: "How do I hug you?"

The wet nurse smiled and came over, skillfully picking up the little one and adjusting him into a comfortable position so he could lie in her arms without waking up.

"Your Majesty, look, this is how you hold him."

Jiang Lanye stiffly took the child from him. "Like this?"

Song Yi looked at the scene before her and found it quite amazing.

She never dreamed that the cruel and cold-blooded tyrant would one day have a little baby in his arms. The scene was so heartwarming that Song Yi's expression softened.

"Jiang Lanye, why do you look so nervous?"

Jiang Lanye was unusually at a loss: "I don't know how to hold you."

"You're not holding me very well. You'll get the hang of it if you hold me more often."

As soon as she finished speaking, the little one in her arms suddenly moved her mouth, then her lips twitched and she burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)