Chapter 126: The Demoness Princess's Daily Life of Giving Up Chapter 126: Boy or Girl, Women Don't Get to Decide

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

At this time, in the courtyard outside the birthing room, Guo Lanxin stood alone, her face full of disappointment and dejection, making her look as if she might split in two. She had been wholeheartedly hoping to hold a well-behaved and clever little granddaughter, but who would have thought her daughter-in-law would actually give birth to a boy this time—this was truly far beyond her expectations.

Only to see Guo Lanxin pacing back and forth in the courtyard without stopping, letting out helpless sighs from time to time. Ai Sheng comforted her with a beaming face: "Boys and girls are both fine!" But these words were like pouring oil on the fire, causing the anger in Guo Lanxin's heart to burn even more fiercely.

She glared fiercely at Ai Sheng and roared with uncontainable rage: "The men of your Ai family—can't a single one of them give birth to a daughter? Huh? It's really making me furious!"

After a long scolding, Guo Lanxin suddenly realized An Wang and his wife were still present; her expression changed instantly, and she hurried forward, repeatedly apologizing and explaining to An Wangfei: "Oh, Princess Consort, please don't misunderstand—I'm not blaming Xin'er for being unworthy! Whether a child is a boy or a girl, how could that be decided by us women? In the end, it's all the fault of these stinky old gentlemen!"

An Wangfei smiled faintly and nodded understandingly: "You're right. Whether it's a boy or a girl, since they've already been born, we can't stuff them back in, can we? Actually, I've always wanted a thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket too, but alas, things don't always go as we wish!" The two old sisters exchanged glances, tacitly understanding each other, and began to comfort one another.

After a while, a maid hurried over and said: "Madam, you may go in." Thus, An Wang, Ai Sheng, and the other men waited outside, while Guo Lanxin, the Princess Consort, Qianqian, Yan Shuang'er, Ai Chun, Ai Jiao, and Yan Jie entered the room together, and Ai Chun naturally had no objection, so she went in as well.

The first thing to catch people's eyes was a maid carefully holding a small, cute cloth bundle. Inside the bundle, only a tiny head was visible, its bald crown sparsely dotted with fine, soft down, as tender as a newly sprouted shoot.

Ai Chun hurried forward first to check on Yan Xiner, seeing her sleeping soundly, her sleeping face sweet and peaceful, as if immersed in a beautiful dream. Seeing this, everyone unconsciously lightened their footsteps and breathing, afraid of disturbing her.

Tucking in the quilt for her and arranging her hair, seeing her haggard appearance, she couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

Then several people began taking turns holding the little baby to feel the joy and warmth brought by this new life. Qianqian was no exception; when she gently held the little baby in her arms, a happy smile bloomed on her face.

However, since Yan Jie was still young, the adults worried he might accidentally hurt the baby, so they didn't let him hold the baby himself. But this didn't affect Yan Jie's excitement at all; he stood beside, gazing longingly, and when I, Yan Shuang'er, held the little baby, he finally couldn't suppress his inner longing, stretching out his chubby little hand to gently stroke the baby's head.

Even though it was just such a simple action, it was enough to make Yan Jie jump for joy.

At this moment, Qianqian suddenly stared curiously at the Princess Consort, lowering her voice to whisper: "Mother, Big Sister is so beautiful, so why does the child she gave birth to look so ugly? All wrinkled like a little old man!" After saying this, she mischievously stuck out her tongue.

The Princess Consort carefully leaned close to Qianqian, lowering her voice: "You, when you were just born, looked like this too, and yet you say he's ugly!" Hearing this, Qianqian fell silent instantly, seeming a bit embarrassed.

After everyone had finished admiring this newly born little baby, it was finally Ai Chun's turn to take over. Only to see Ai Chun clumsily holding the little baby in her arms, her movements appearing exceptionally stiff and strange, as if she were holding an extremely precious treasure but didn't know how to place it. Just then, Guo Lanxin saw this and hurried forward, carefully helping Ai Chun adjust her posture for holding the baby, while softly instructing: "It will be more comfortable like this; bend your arms a little..."

After making proper arrangements, Guo Lanxin carefully instructed the maids and pozzi beside her to take good care of Yan Xiner, absolutely not letting her catch even a bit of wind or cold. Immediately after, she gently held the little baby and slowly walked out of the inner room.

And An Wangfei, who had been waiting outside all along, seeing Ai Chun busy in the inner chamber, didn't want to barge in rashly. Only when Ai Chun came out holding the baby did An Wangfei step into the inner room.

At a glance, she saw Yan Xiner lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper. An Wangfei couldn't help but recall when she herself first became a mother—Yan Xiner had also been so small and fragile, as if she would break at a touch. Time flies; now her daughter has grown up and, after experiencing the pain of childbirth, has become a mother.

Thinking of this, An Wangfei knew well the pain brought by childbirth; she herself had personally experienced that heart-rending feeling. Looking at her daughter's haggard face at this moment, she felt as if her heart were being tightly clutched by an invisible hand, aching in spasms.

Thus, An Wangfei slowly reached out her hand, gently stroking her daughter's slightly cold little hand, wanting to convey some warmth and comfort to her.

At this moment, Guo Lanxin walked in on tiptoe, lowering her voice to An Wangfei: "Princess Consort, please rest assured. Xin'er has suffered greatly from this great ordeal, but I will definitely arrange the following matters properly and will never let her worry about anything again. I have already instructed those maids and pozzi; they will surely take good care of Miss Xin'er with all their heart."

And in another corner of the room, a clever maid hurried out to inform An Wang and Minister Ai of this good news. In a short while, An Wang and Minister Ai walked into the room together. They first looked at the little baby in the swaddling clothes with faces full of affection, then unconsciously stepped forward to gently hold the little one.

An Wang asked with concern: "I wonder if a name has been chosen for this child?" Ai Sheng smiled and replied: "Your Highness, previously Xin'er and Chun'er had been discussing this matter. For now, it would be more appropriate to wait until Xin'er wakes up and ask for her own opinion." After hearing this, An Wang nodded slightly, indicating agreement, and secretly thought in his heart that his daughter had not suffered any grievance here; his hanging heart finally settled a little.