After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 221 Naming the Child

The Seventh Princess's Residence —

The carved gate was wide open, and laughter echoed in the courtyard. Even the birds on the branches were infected by the lively atmosphere and chirped merrily.

Inside the room, Murong Qing looked pale and sat weakly against the edge of the bed. Her hair was slightly disheveled and clung to her cheeks, but her eyes revealed the joy and tenderness of becoming a mother for the first time.

The Empress Dowager sat by the bed, gently holding the Seventh Princess's hand, her eyes filled with heartache and tenderness.

His gaze, like the warm spring sun, was filled with boundless love as he carefully examined her, as if trying to transform all her suffering into care and comfort.

The Empress Dowager's eyes reddened slightly, and her voice trembled as she said, "Qing'er, you've suffered so much."

Tears welled in Murong Qing's eyes, and a slight smile played on her lips as she responded weakly yet with utmost sincerity: "Mother, only now, having experienced it firsthand, do I truly understand the hardships you endured back then. Recalling all the things you worried about for me, my heart aches with heartache. You have sacrificed so much for me..." As she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks.

The Empress Dowager gently wiped away Murong Qing's tears, and said tenderly and reproachfully, "Silly child, what are you saying? You are my precious treasure. Since your birth, I have only hoped that you would be safe and happy. Now that you have given birth to your child safely, it is the greatest comfort to me."

After saying this, the Empress Dowager reached out and gently stroked Murong Qing's hair, her movements soft and gentle, as if she wanted to convey all her love and care to her.

Murong Qing felt the warmth of the Empress Dowager's palm, and a surge of warmth welled up in her heart. The mother and daughter gazed at each other affectionately, their eyes filled with deep love and concern, and then, without prior arrangement, they smiled slightly.

Just then, Murong Lin chuckled, a faint blush rising to her cheeks, her lips curving upwards in a playful and lively manner. She strode to the bedside, leaned over the Empress Dowager's shoulder, nuzzled affectionately, and said sweetly, "Mother, look how well you've taken care of Seventh Sister! Seventh Sister's complexion is so good; you can tell at a glance that you've been watching over her every step of the way."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the Seventh Princess, Murong Qing, winked, and said with a grin, "Seventh Sister, congratulations on the birth of your son! Oh my, this little nephew is so handsome!"

Su Jinran gracefully stepped forward and stood beside Murong Lin, her eyes filled with tenderness and doting. She echoed, "Your subject congratulates Seventh Sister and Seventh Brother-in-law on the birth of their son. A unicorn brings a child to your esteemed household, and you will surely enjoy great wealth and honor in the future!"

After saying that, he put his arm around Murong Lin, and the two looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Then he looked at Murong Qing and Xiao Lin'er beside him.

With tears of emotion welling up in Murong Qing's eyes, a slight smile played on her lips as she sincerely said, "Thank you for your concern, Mother, and thank you for your blessings, Lin'er and brother-in-law."

The Empress Dowager's face blossomed with a radiant smile, as bright as spring flowers. The smile spread from her eyes to her entire face, full of happiness and contentment. She said, "Qing'er, it's good that you're safe and sound."

At this moment, the seventh prince consort, Chen Shuyu, quickly walked to the bedside and carefully embraced Murong Qing, his movements so gentle as if he were afraid of hurting her.

He leaned down slightly, his eyes filled with worry and affection, carefully examining Murong Qing's slightly pale face, and murmured softly, "You've worked hard." His voice was soft, but it was full of endless tenderness.

Murong Qing raised her head and met Chen Shuyu's gaze. Her eyes were also filled with deep affection, like the gentle and tender waters of a lake in spring.

Their eyes met, as if a thousand words were flowing between them. At this moment, the whole world seemed to consist only of the two of them.

Seeing this, the Empress Dowager, the Eighth Princess, and the Eighth Prince Consort exchanged a helpless smile. Their smiles were full of joy and blessings for the couple, bearing witness to their deep affection.

"What makes you so happy! Hahaha!" A hearty laugh echoed from afar, and though no one was in sight, the sound reverberated inside the house.

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor and Empress stepped inside side by side. The Emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, stood tall and straight, his face beaming with a warm smile like the sun. As he walked, he laughed and said, "I could hear the laughter from outside, hahaha."

The Empress, adorned in her phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, exuded elegance and a gentle smile as she entered the joyous birthing room with the Emperor.

Upon seeing this, the servants inside immediately knelt down in unison, their voices loud and respectful: "Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress! Long live the Empress!"

Murong Lin winked playfully, quickly curtsied, and said in a clear voice, "Your subject greets Your Majesty and Your Majesty."

Su Jinran and Chen Shuyu stood up straight, cupped their hands, and bowed respectfully: "Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty and Empress."

Upon hearing the commotion, Murong Qing struggled to rise and bow, saying, "Your subject's sister pays her respects..."

The Emperor reacted swiftly, stepping forward to steady her. His face was full of concern and tenderness as he quickly said, "Your Highness, there's no need for such formality. You've just given birth and are still weak. There's no need for such a grand gesture."

Murong Qing looked up, her eyes filled with gratitude. A gentle smile appeared on her lips as she pursed her lips and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

The Emperor then turned around, looking at everyone with gentle eyes, and raised his hand to signal, "Get up, all of you."

Everyone then slowly stood up.

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor and Empress walked side by side to the Empress Dowager, and the two of them solemnly and respectfully performed a grand salute.

The Emperor bowed slightly, his eyes full of respect, and said, "Your subject greets Your Majesty."

The Empress also bowed and said softly, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects."

The Empress Dowager looked at her children with loving eyes and a beaming smile, nodding repeatedly: "Get up, everyone. Today is a happy day, let's all be happy." In no time, the room was filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere again.

The Emperor leaned down slightly, full of anticipation, and carefully examined the baby in the swaddling clothes.

His eyes shone with a mixture of surprise and tenderness, like a gentle lake reflecting his deep appreciation for the new life. A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he exclaimed, "This child is so adorable and delicate. Look at those features; he's sure to be an extraordinary person in the future."

The Empress moved gracefully to the Emperor's side, gazing at the baby with equal tenderness.

Her eyes, like the warm spring sun, gently fell upon the child, radiating maternal love. She raised her hand and gently stroked the baby's face, her voice as soft as a breeze caressing the strings of a harp: "Yes, how handsome he is! He's clearly blessed. I hope he grows up safe and happy."

Murong Qing leaned against the bedside, her face still showing some postpartum pallor, but she could not hide the happiness and joy of being a mother in her eyes.

She tilted her head slightly, looked at the baby in the swaddling clothes, pursed her lips, a gentle smile blooming on her face, and said softly, "Royal brother, Mother, now it's time to give him a name."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought, their brows furrowed and their eyes filled with contemplation.

At this moment, Murong Lin's eyes darted around, and she suddenly smiled mischievously. She straightened her back, deliberately cleared her throat, and said seriously, "Hey~ I've got it! How about Chen... Chen Haowan! Just think how fun that name is! Calling it will bring joy to everyone, won't that be great!"

After saying that, Murong Lin put her hands on her hips, her face beaming with a smug expression, as if she had come up with a brilliant name.

Everyone was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

Chen Shuyu shook his head with a helpless smile, but his eyes were full of tolerance for Murong Lin's playful nature. He placed his hand on Murong Qing's shoulder, looking down at her affectionately, his eyes full of tenderness.

The Empress Dowager was also amused and couldn't stop smiling. She pointed at Murong Lin and scolded her, "You silly girl, you always make fun of these things."

Murong Lin pouted, snorted, and muttered in confusion and disdain, "What's wrong? What's wrong with it?"

Su Jinran watched Murong Lin's antics and sighed helplessly, but a hint of indulgent smile played on her lips as she said, "Stop causing trouble. If you were to name the child, you'd probably turn the whole capital upside down. We should seriously think of a name with a beautiful meaning for the child."

Upon hearing this, Murong Lin immediately pouted, crossed her arms, and retorted angrily, "What's wrong with me taking it! Humph, my ideas are so interesting, you just don't know how to appreciate them."

Faced with the willful Murong Lin, Su Jinran could only shake his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of undisguised doting, as if he were looking at a mischievous but extremely precious treasure.

The Emperor looked at the two clowns and couldn't help but burst into laughter, his hearty laughter echoing throughout the room.

After laughing, he shook his head slightly, his eyes full of affection and helplessness for Murong Lin, and said, "Lin'er, your clever ideas always bring a lot of joy to everyone. But when it comes to naming her, we still need to think it over carefully, we can't just do it for fun."

After speaking, the Emperor and Empress naturally looked at each other, their eyes filled with smiles.

The Empress smiled gently, pursed her lips, and looked at the Emperor with tender eyes, as if having a silent conversation with him, full of joy and satisfaction at the warm scene before her.

Upon seeing this, Murong Lin pouted, her eyes instantly filling with aggrieved tears, just like a kitten neglected by its owner.

She sidled up to the Empress Dowager, plopped down in the chair next to her, leaned against her, rested her head affectionately on the Empress Dowager's shoulder, wrapped her arms around the Empress Dowager's arm, and gently shook it, saying in a coquettish tone, "Mother~ look at them, they don't take my words seriously at all. I clearly think the name 'Chen Haowan' is super funny, and when my little nephew goes out with that name, it will definitely make a lot of people happy. Please support me~"

As she spoke, she slightly raised her head, looking pitifully at the Empress Dowager with eyes full of expectation.

The Empress Dowager was both amused and annoyed by her series of actions. She feigned seriousness on her face, but her eyes were full of doting affection. She raised her hand and gently tapped Murong Lin's nose, scolding her, "You, you're so grown up, yet you still act like a child. But when naming a child, you have to consider the meaning, not just think about how fun it is."

Upon hearing this, Murong Lin pouted even more and continued to rub against the Empress Dowager relentlessly.

The Empress Dowager was at her wit's end and sighed helplessly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, revealing a helpless smile.

Everyone laughed, their laughter filled with a mixture of helplessness and doting affection for Murong Lin.