jdhmnovel Chapter 162 New Joy in the Palace, Children's Hope
Chapter 162 New Joy in the Palace, Children's Hope
Countless complex emotions surged within him like a tide, including indescribable joy, a sense of relief, and deep tenderness and gratitude towards Jia Xiaoyan.
His eyes widened, filled with unbelievable surprise and excitement, as if he couldn't believe that the moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
For a moment, he stood frozen in place, motionless, as if the whole world had stopped at that cry. Countless images flashed through his mind, from the initial flutter of his heart when he first met Jia Xiaoyan, to the little moments of getting to know and love each other, and then to his heart full of anticipation and worry after Jia Xiaoyan became pregnant.
Now, the arrival of this new life makes him feel as if his life has been given a completely new meaning.
Immediately, his eyes reddened, and tears welled up uncontrollably. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was speechless for a moment.
After a long silence, he murmured softly, "It's born... my child... Xiaoyan..." His words were filled with heartache for Jia Xiaoyan and joy at the birth of the new life.
He knew all too well the pain Jia Xiaoyan had endured for this child; every painful cry was like a heavy hammer, striking his heart again and again.
His steps unconsciously moved forward, but he stopped in front of the delivery room door, as if he suddenly remembered something. He raised his hand to straighten his slightly disheveled sleeves and hair ornament, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his excited heart. He wanted to see the two most important people in his life in the best possible way.
When he finally slowly pushed open the door to the delivery room and saw Jia Xiaoyan lying on the bed, weak but with a happy smile on her face, and the pink baby in her arms waving his little fist, he could no longer suppress his emotions.
He hurried to the bedside, knelt down beside Jia Xiaoyan, gently took her hand, and said in a choked voice, "Xiaoyan, you've suffered so much..."
His gaze shifted back and forth between Jia Xiaoyan and the child, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
Only then did they focus more attention on the child. The little one's skin was as delicate as a peeled egg, white with a rosy glow and a healthy sheen.
Her small nose twitched slightly, like a nimble little rabbit. Her tightly closed eyes had long eyelashes that resembled two small fans, casting soft shadows.
Her pink lips were slightly pouting, and she smacked her lips from time to time, as if searching for something.
The wrinkled little fists waved in the air, as if announcing its arrival. A head of soft, black hair sparsely covered the small head; it must have felt incredibly smooth to the touch. Jiang Liushen reached out his other hand and carefully and gently touched the child's face. The soft touch on his fingertips filled him with an unprecedented warmth and satisfaction.
"This is our child... You'an..." Jiang Liushen looked at the child, softly uttering the child's name, his lips unconsciously curving upwards, his face radiating a happy smile.
A smile blossomed from the depths of his eyes, as if dispelling all his previous worries and weariness. He imagined what this child would be like in the future—would she be as brave and resolute as him, or as gentle and kind as Jia Xiaoyan?
He looks forward to every step of his child's growth and every progress, and his heart is filled with hope for the future.
He looked up at Jia Xiaoyan again, his eyes filled with gratitude: "Xiaoyan, thank you for giving me such a treasure."
As he spoke, he gently leaned down and placed a tender kiss on Jia Xiaoyan's forehead, a gesture filled with endless love and tenderness for her.
At this moment, Jiang Liushen was no longer the high and mighty monarch, but a joyful and tender husband and father.
He was immersed in the joy of the new life being born, and was reluctant to leave, wanting only to cherish this moment of happiness forever.
Jia Dafu and his mother had been extremely anxious, and they were overjoyed to see their daughter and child safe and sound.
Immediately, her tense body relaxed. Grandmother Jia's eyes reddened instantly, tears welling up. She clasped her hands together and murmured, "Thank God, thank God..."
The two rushed into the delivery room and saw Jia Xiaoyan lying weakly on the bed, her face as pale as paper, with beads of sweat still clinging to her forehead and her hair disheveled and stuck to her face.
Seeing his daughter like this, Jia Dafu felt a pang of pain in his heart, and his eyes reddened slightly. He slowly walked to the bedside, reached out his rough hand, and gently held Jia Xiaoyan's hand, saying in a trembling voice, "Yan'er, you've suffered so much..." His voice was full of heartache and self-blame, as if he himself was the one suffering.
Grandmother Jia quickly walked to the other side, sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked Jia Xiaoyan's hair. Tears welled up in her eyes as she said, "My darling, it breaks my heart to see you suffer like this." As she spoke, she gently wiped the sweat and tears from Jia Xiaoyan's face with a handkerchief.
Seeing her parents' anxious and distressed expressions, Jia Xiaoyan forced a smile and said softly, "Dad, Mom, I'm fine, don't worry."
Looking at his daughter's forced smile, Jia Dafu felt increasingly distressed. He remembered Jia Xiaoyan when she was little, innocent and adorable, always smiling and calling him "Dad," wanting him to hold her.
Now that his daughter has grown up and become a mother herself, she has to endure such excruciating pain. He secretly vowed that he would make sure his daughter lived a happier life in the future and never suffered any more injustice.
Grandmother Jia gently patted Jia Xiaoyan's hand, choking back tears as she said, "Silly child, how can I not worry? You've been the apple of my eye since you were little, and now you've suffered so much..." As she spoke, she couldn't help but sob again.
At this moment, Jia Xiaoyan pointed to the little prince beside her and said softly, "Father, Mother, look at the child, how cute he is."
Jia Dafu and his mother then turned their attention to the little prince. The prince had chubby cheeks, his eyes were tightly closed, and his little mouth was occasionally smacking—he looked incredibly cute. His mother gently picked him up, a pleased smile on her face: "Good boy, you're so handsome, just like our Yan'er when she was little."
Jia Dafu looked at his grandson, a rare smile appearing on his face, but the heartache in his eyes remained. He looked at Jia Xiaoyan and said earnestly, "Yan'er, take good care of yourself. If you need anything, just tell your father, and I will definitely fulfill your request."
Jia Xiaoyan nodded, leaned against the pillow, and felt extremely warm inside, basking in her parents' love.
In the backyard of the Xijing Kingdom's palace, flowers bloom in profusion, grasses are lush and green, and sunlight filters through the gaps in the branches and leaves, creating patches of golden light.
The two children, Xiao Nanyi and Xiao Nanyao, were like two happy little deer, chasing and playing among the flowers. When they got tired, they sat under a lush old locust tree, dappled sunlight dancing on their skin.