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

Chapter 339 Naming

The commotion came so suddenly that Jiang Lanye and Song Yi were startled almost simultaneously.

Even the usually calm and collected Jiang Lanye became flustered at this moment. He looked at Song Yi with a rare moment of helplessness, and Song Yi looked at him with the same helplessness.

Song Yi couldn't help but ask, "Did you touch something on him?"

Jiang Lanye: ".?"

Looking at the bewildered couple, the wet nurse couldn't help but smile and reached out to take the child. "Your Majesty and the Empress have no experience holding a baby. In fact, children are very perceptive. Your Majesty's body was too stiff just now, and the Crown Prince felt uncomfortable, which is why he cried."

Song Yi nodded knowingly and quickly tugged at Jiang Lanye's sleeve: "Jiang Lanye, you should learn from him. I think you'll definitely be holding the baby a lot in the future."

Without Song Yi's prompting, Jiang Lanye had already started learning.

He learns everything very quickly, and after a moment he tried to take the child back, adjusted his posture, and held him quite well.

Song Yi almost wanted to applaud him.

The two teased him for a while, and then the wet nurse said, "It's almost time, the eldest prince must be hungry."

"Okay, you can carry him downstairs."

"Yes."

After the wet nurse left, Jiang Lanye took Song Yi's hand and pulled the blanket up for her: "Cover yourself up. You can't catch a cold these days."

"it is good."

"By the way, Yiyi, what name do you think we should give him?"

Song Yi sighed: "Actually, I'm worried about this too. Tell me about it."

Jiang Lanye pondered for a moment: "I hope that when he grows up, he will have fine character and outstanding talent. Only in this way can he be worthy of the title of emperor and bring peace and prosperity to the world."

Song Yi chuckled: "In that case, the pressure will be too great."

"Children of imperial families are born different from others, and this is something they should bear."

Song Yi shook his head helplessly: "Never mind, anyway, with such a smart and insightful father like you, I think he will definitely be a gifted child who can learn everything by teaching him the principles of governing the world."

"That's what I think too."

“Then, let’s call him Jiang Huaijin, and his nickname will be Jin’er.”

Jiang Lanye smiled and said, "That's what I thought from the beginning. What do you think?"

"I think it's good. It has a nice meaning and sounds nice to read."

"it is good."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Song Yi spent more than a month in confinement after childbirth. During that time, she was treated like a goddess. Even the Empress Dowager often came to visit her and would sit beside her for half an hour, mainly talking about things to pay attention to.

Song Yi couldn't help but chuckle: "Your Majesty, I know all these things. To be honest, I haven't walked more than a few steps in the past month."

When she wanted to get off the bed, Jiang Lanye would insist on carrying her; when she wanted to open the window for some fresh air, Jiang Lanye would insist on wrapping her up tightly.

The imperial kitchen was also busy. Although there were fewer people serving than before, there were more dishes to prepare.

Song Yi has been taking many supplements these days, and now she looks rosy-cheeked, with fair and smooth skin and bright eyes. She doesn't look like she has given birth at all. With a little dressing up, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she is an unmarried girl.

The Empress Dowager didn't know what to say.

After all, Jiang Lanye had practically spoiled her rotten these past few days.

"Alright, I won't say any more. If I say too much, you might think I'm being long-winded. In short, although you can go out now, you still need to be careful. Giving birth takes a lot of strain on your body."

"understood."

Beside him, Jiang Lanye sat at the imperial desk, his expression unchanged, and said calmly, "Empress Dowager, you have been speaking for half an hour. The Empress must be tired and needs to rest." The Empress Dowager glared at him and said, "I'm going to see the Imperial Grandson."

After saying that, she turned and walked out.

Seeing that the Empress Dowager had left, Jiang Lanye went over and pulled Song Yi into his arms, making her sit on his lap.

"The Empress Dowager hasn't finished speaking yet, and I don't need to rest either; I've been sleeping for so long today."

Jiang Lanye smiled faintly, "If I don't say that, she won't leave, and it will delay me from carrying you."

After saying that, he hugged Song Yi tightly and buried his face in her soft, fragrant neck: "My Yiyi is a beauty of unparalleled grace, and she is always extremely beautiful."

Song Yi laughed and tried to dodge, saying, "It tickles."

It's frustrating, really. During her pregnancy, Jiang Lanye refrained from touching her. Over the past year, Song Yi's body has become increasingly sensitive. Sometimes when they sleep together, even if Jiang Lanye just puts his arm around her waist from behind and pulls her into his arms, Song Yi can't help but tense up and feel itchy all over.

The more she tried to hide, the more persistent Jiang Lanye became, rubbing against her for a long time before finally raising his head: "After you rest for a couple more days, I will take you to the imperial palace."

"Is the attic finished?"

"Yes, it's even better than the previous one."

"Of course, after all, it took more than half a year to build."

It's springtime now, and the weather is gradually warming up, making it a good time for an outing.

"What about Jin'er?"

Jiang Lanye said directly, "He will stay; the Empress Dowager will take care of him."

Song Yi laughed: "Alright, let's bring him over first. I haven't held him properly these past two days."

"Ah."

Jiang Huaijin was already awake when she was carried over, her round eyes looking around curiously.

Song Yi quickly ran over and took it: "Oh dear, it feels a little heavier now, and the skin isn't wrinkled anymore, and the little face is all chubby."

"Your Majesty, the First Prince changes every day, he is so handsome."

Smelling the milky scent emanating from him, Song Yi hummed a song as she carried him to Jiang Lanye's side, asking curiously, "Is the little garment he's wearing the one I sewed?"

"Yes, Your Highness has excellent craftsmanship. This little dress is soft, comfortable, and fits perfectly."

Song Yi weighed him in her hand: "He's growing too fast. In a few more days he'll be wearing new clothes."

Jiang Lanye also came over and couldn't resist reaching out to pinch his cheek.

Song Yi looked at him intently, and he looked at Song Yi intently as well.

After a long pause, she suddenly said, "This is actually my baby! It's unbelievable! It's like a plush toy that children love. It's so small, I can hold it however I want."

Jiang Lanye also found it incredible: "Hmm, just thinking about how he will speak in the future and call out to Father and Mother..."

Song Yi clicked his tongue and said, "You're a father now."

"To be honest, I'm not ready yet."

"You think I'm ready? But it's okay, I believe in our child, he will be extraordinary."

Jiang Lanye chuckled: "As long as you're not as mischievous as you, running around everywhere and unable to stay still in the Golden Palace."

Song Yi chuckled, mimicking his manner: "You can rest assured when I take him around."

Jiang Lanye: "."

(End of this chapter)