NOVEL WEB Chapter 352 Not all affection is responded to
Just after midnight, the first little guy finally came out!
The cries were loud and powerful, as if announcing his arrival to the world.
The relatives outside the delivery room collectively breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the cries.
All cried with joy!
"Yin Yin! You're great!" Mo Yanjue opened the crack in the door and shouted inside, the last note even breaking.
The excitement was palpable.
He couldn't wait to go in and hug the girl who loved him deeply.
After the first child came out, the second one also came out smoothly.
When the elder brother was being cleaned and tidied by the wet nurse, the younger brother's cry started to sound, but it was not as loud and powerful as the elder brother. Nuo Nuo's voice was a little aggrieved, as if he was telling the world that he did not want to be a younger brother...
The nannies waiting inside wrapped up the two little guys.
One by one they were carried out.
The skin of the two little ones was wrinkled, like two little old men, and they all had big, shining eyes.
Mo Yanjue held the two little guys in his arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and his heart was filled with gratitude to the world.
His sons, these are his sons.
Feeling the warmth conveyed by the strong chest, the two little guys' cries gradually became quieter and they slowly closed their eyes.
Before anyone around could see the baby clearly, Mo Yanjue held them both in his arms and entered the delivery room to see Helian Wenyin.
The nanny behind him was stunned and quickly closed the door.
The midwife inside was still helping Helian Wenyin tidy up her body, but she was stunned by the man who suddenly broke in.
"Your Highness..."
"I'll let Yinyin take a look at the child."
Mo Yanjue came to the bedside, placed the two little guys next to Yinyin, and looked at the three of them quietly.
Helian Wenyin opened her eyes weakly and glanced helplessly, "Why is it so ugly?"
When the midwife next to her heard this, she smiled and said, "Mother, newborns are like this. They have been soaked in amniotic fluid for a long time and are wrinkled. They will be fine tomorrow."
Mo Yanjue stretched out his hand, gently poked his son's face, and then touched Helian Wenyin's face, "Baby, you have worked hard, thank you."
The two looked at each other and smiled, each other's feelings having been conveyed to each other without words at this moment.
The midwife looked at the affectionate family of four and didn't disturb them anymore, silently cleaning up the mess.
The people outside the door were eager to see it, and they all wanted to take a few more glances.
Unexpectedly, the wet nurse came out to report, and the prince asked them all to go back and rest.
Everyone had to disperse.
Xuanwu took the lead in turning around and leaving towards his courtyard.
The night was clear and clear, and although the moon had long since disappeared, the stars were twinkling in the blue night sky.
"Who?" Xuan Wu suddenly stamped his feet and asked in a deep voice behind him.
Xiaoyu timidly walked out from the side, "It's me. I...I'm Xiaoyu."
"Oh, it's you." With Xuan Wu's hearing, he had already guessed that the person following him did not have any martial arts skills.
"Are you alright?"
Xiaoyu was moved by the process of the princess giving birth to her little master today.
The princess was very brave and strong. She shed so much blood but did not feel aggrieved in front of the consort.
The princess didn't have to say anything, but the consort understood everything. She envied this kind of relationship.
I also want to be brave once.
"I...I like you!" Xiaoyu mustered up the courage to confess to him.
Xuanwu was stunned. He didn't seem to expect Xiaoyu to confess to him. He was silent for a while, then shook his head gently, "Xiaoyu, you are a brave and kind-hearted girl, but I...can't accept your feelings. "
Xiaoyu's heart sank, and she asked in a panic, "Why? Is there something I didn't do well?"
Xuanwu smiled slightly, "It's not that you're not doing well, on the contrary, you are who you are, and you don't need to change yourself to cater to anyone. And I have where I want to go. This place doesn't belong to me, and I won't stay. it's here."
He did not say that a person had already lived in his heart a long time ago. After that, no one else could enter his heart again.
He could only silently bless him, hoping that he could go home.
As long as he goes back to modern times, he can forget everything here, forget their shared experiences, and completely let go of her in his heart.
So, he had to go home.
Xiaoyu's eyes were blurred with tears, filled with endless sadness and loss.
Xuanwu turned around and said, "It's too late. You can go back and rest."
After that, he left without looking back.
Xiaoyu stood alone in the corridor under the night, tears falling like rain on her face.
It turns out that not all affection is responded to. A candle burning alone in the dark will eventually be extinguished in loneliness.
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Five years later, Mo Yuan claimed that he could no longer do anything, so he abdicated the throne and took Han Xiyuan to travel around.
On that morning shrouded in golden morning light, the entire Kyoto was immersed in a solemn and festive atmosphere.
The much-anticipated new emperor Mo Yanjue, dressed in a dragon robe and full of energy, is about to ascend the throne that symbolizes supreme power.
Next to him, there was a beautiful woman, who has now become his beloved queen, Helian Wenyin.
As the bell rang for the new emperor's enthronement, all civil and military officials knelt down and shouted: "Long live your Majesty! A thousand live the Queen!"
It was deafening and resounded throughout the palace.
Mo Yanjue and Helian Wenyin stood side by side on the high platform, smiling and accepting everyone's congratulations.
The emperor's dragon chair, which represents the supreme being, is for two persons.
This restructuring has continued since Mo Yuan ascended the throne as emperor.
From this moment on, the two people shoulder the important task of managing a country, seeking welfare for the people and development for the country.
This position is not only about glory and power, but also responsibility and responsibility.
At this time, Mo Yuan and Han Xiyuan had already left the palace and were leisurely sitting on the carriage heading to Jiangnan.
"A Yuan, you just left the country to Jue'er. I feel very sorry for him and Yinyin!"
"To be honest, I've had enough of being the emperor! If I hadn't thought about it, I couldn't leave a mess to my son. I wanted to pass on the throne when I was sober! Later, Yinyin became pregnant, and Jue'er couldn't just be busy and neglectful. After marrying my daughter-in-law, and later, the two little emperor grandsons were too naughty, and Yinyin couldn’t discipline them on her own, so I left Jue’er alone and didn’t put too much pressure on him. As a result, I managed to hold on until now. Now! Their sons are also It’s over four years old, and we are all old, so we should take advantage of our hands and feet to go out and play more!”
Han Xiyuan began to miss his two cute little grandsons, "But I... really can't bear to leave my two cute little grandsons!"
Mo Yuan put his arm around her shoulders, "You! Finally, someone has taken care of you. You used to enslave me, but now you are enslaved by your grandson!"
"Tch! I hate it!" Han Xiyuan stretched out his fist and punched Mo Yuan on the shoulder, leaning against him, looking out the carriage window, his vision slowly blurring with the moving scenery.
"Ayuan, thank you! In this life, you have given me respect and the love that all women dream of. Thank you for being a pair for the rest of your life!"
At this moment, they no longer have to worry about state affairs, are no longer forced to take concubines, and no longer rack their brains to stop someone's daughter from entering the palace!
There is only each other's company and endless love.
Mo Yuan fulfilled his original promise to her, and until both of them were gray-haired, Han Xiyuan looked at Mo Yuan with tenderness and admiration in her eyes.
Many years later, the story of Emperor Mo Yuan and Queen Han Xiyuan will still become a topic of conversation among people after dinner. Of course this is a story for later.
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