Cui Weizhen came out of the shower and changed clothes. When he saw his daughter again, he couldn't move.
Such a lovely daughter, he wished he could hold her forever and never let go.
However, after holding the child again after many years, his movements were extremely stiff and cautious, as if he was holding not his biological daughter, but some priceless treasure.
The little cotton-padded jacket had been well cared for since he was born, relying on soft embraces. Suddenly he was held by a hard bone frame, and he immediately frowned in discomfort and started to protest babblingly.
Cui Weizhen's movements became more and more stiff, and he squeezed out a sentence with great difficulty: "How about... or you should hold the little cotton-padded jacket."
"It doesn't matter, just hold her. Our little cotton-padded jacket doesn't care about children and has a very good temper. Just hold her more and it'll be fine."
Ye Zhenzhen adjusted the posture of the little cotton-padded jacket for him, and then gently stroked his back: "Relax, there is nothing to be nervous about. Look, the little cotton-padded jacket smiled at you."
The little cotton-padded jacket still felt uncomfortable, but it was true that she had a good temper. Just now, her mother, who knew the secrets of her body, secretly squeezed her little hand, and she immediately started to giggle happily.
Cui Weizhen didn't know his wife's little movements, and found that his daughter did not reject him. He gradually relaxed and adjusted his posture according to his memory. Maybe it was because the posture was comfortable, or maybe he was gradually getting familiar with the unfamiliar atmosphere, so the little cotton-padded jacket felt safe and sound.
He lay down in his father's arms.
"Look, our little cotton-padded jacket also knows it's daddy."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and tapped her daughter's chubby little face. With a pop, the little baby's brewing bubble burst. The little cotton-padded jacket was stunned. Just when Ye Zhenzhen thought she would cry.
, unexpectedly, the child giggled.
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The little goldfish continued to spit out a small bubble. Unfortunately, her mother didn't pop her bubble this time. Her big round eyes clearly showed disappointment, but she didn't feel disappointed either.
His eyes rolled around, looking at the bright plum blossoms on my mother's body.
Cui Weizhen stared intently at his daughter's every move, always with a warm smile on his face, and his face that was originally stern due to weight loss softened.
When Ye Zhenzhen returned to the garden, she found that it was obviously more lively than before she left.
After asking Yu Xiu, he found out that many people had learned about Jing Ningbo's return to the capital and hurriedly came to congratulate him.
"Their information is quite good."
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head and looked at the little cotton-padded jacket in Cui Weizhen's arms: "Leave the child to me."
Cui Weizhen was very reluctant to let go. He thought there was nothing wrong with just holding her like this, but he was worried that the group of big men in the male guests would frighten his precious daughter, so he reluctantly handed her over.
Ye Zhenzhen laughed: "It's just a short while, it's not like I can't see you again... But I don't see you reluctant to leave me."
Cui Weizhen replied smartly: "I can't bear to leave you either."
"Go, go, go, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and I have become glib."
Ye Zhenzhen gave him a look and warned: "You are not allowed to drink, otherwise I will be angry."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
The corners of Ye Zhenzhen's mouth turned up uncontrollably, and she slowly carried her child up to Xiuchun Tower.
The ladies and ladies were chatting and enjoying music. When they heard the movement, they all looked over. Ye Zhenzhen was used to big scenes and did not feel embarrassed under the spotlight. She calmly apologized to everyone and sat down next to Aunt Cui.
Princess Ningyang smiled narrowly: "It's been a long time since you've been here. Why are your temples wet?"
Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously touched her hair. It was indeed a little wet. She probably accidentally splashed water in the bath just now. However, she was a little embarrassed to say this reason.
"Okay, okay, we all understand, no need to explain."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the ladies at the table showed ambiguous smiles. Even Aunt Cui was smiling. Ye Zhenzhen was speechless for a moment.
Where have they gone? Are they so open-minded?
The girls at the table who had not yet left the court were completely confused and had no idea what the people were laughing at.
Yun Niang asked Xuan Niang secretly, and Xuan Niang also looked puzzled: "It must be some adult topic."
She was used to this. After all, when her mother chatted with her uncles and aunts at home, girls like them who had not left the government were usually not allowed to listen in. They probably talked about topics that only adults would understand.
Yun Niang nodded seriously.
Then they no longer whispered, but listened intently to the chats between Mrs. Ning Guo, Princess Wei, Princess Ningyang and others. Although the nobles were just chatting about family matters, the occasional bit of information revealed in their words was enough to benefit them.
Very profound.
Princess Wei and Princess Ningyang both took time out of their busy schedules to attend Little Cotton Jacket's full moon ceremony. They had no time to stay long, but fortunately the full moon ceremony began soon.
The incense table for the full-moon ceremony was placed in the garden. All the male and female guests left Xiuchun Tower and came to watch the ceremony. Only men could do this kind of thing. Before Cui Weizhen came back, he originally planned to let Uncle Liu
Cui Shihui replaced him. Now that the child's biological father is back, it is natural that Cui Weizhen will appear in person.
After the memorial ceremony, Cui Weizhen took off the mutton-fat jade he was wearing and put it on the little cotton-padded jacket. Then everyone sent their blessings, whether it was a longevity lock, or a bellyband, shoes and hats, all kinds of things, too numerous to mention.
Nurses Hu and Qian collected the little cotton-padded jackets one by one. When the time comes, they will be registered and put into the small warehouse of the little cotton-padded jackets. From now on, they will all be her private property.
Yes, the little cotton-padded jacket that is just one month old already has its own storehouse. This is what Aunt Cui suggested. After all, saving for a dowry starts from birth. If you have any good things in the future, just send it to it.
Ye Zhenzhen felt ashamed, that boy Cui Zhiduan was already six years old and didn't have his own warehouse yet, and his newborn sister had already caught up with him.
Although Cui Zhiduan didn't mind this at the moment, Ye Zhenzhen still kept it in mind and asked her servants to clean up a warehouse for Zhiduan.
How can a boy have no private money?
Of course, these are all digressions. The little protagonist who was still in the full moon ceremony lost her energy and was so sleepy that she took a nap. Ye Zhenzhen asked the wet nurse to take her back to rest, while she and Cui Weizhen continued to stay in the attic to entertain the guests.
The banquet was a harmonious one, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. Princess Wei and Princess Ningyang left shortly after giving the gifts, but this did not hinder the excitement of the banquet at all. Ye Zhenzhen returned to the capital's social scene, and Cui Weizhen also returned to the court.