Translator – Xiao He Lian
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Chapter 156 (Extra:2)
Little Xia Tian1(夏天 Xia Tian is summer) was just over seven months old when he was born. He was so small that it seemed like he could be held with just one hand and the skin all over his body was wrinkled, like a little monkey.
In short, he was ugly.
He was so ugly that even Wen Chi, his biological father, can’t stand him anymore.
Wen Chi had never seen a newborn baby. He had often seen babies in TV dramas and on Weibo before but this was the first time he had actually seen one with his own eyes.
His previous expectations for a soft, tender, white and chubby baby suddenly disappeared.
But every time he saw Ruo Fang carrying the swaddled little Xia Tian to his bedside, he couldn’t help but feel heartbroken.
Xiao Xia Tian was really too weak. In the first few days, he even had difficulty breathing. He was fragile as porcelain. No one even dared to touch him. However, Shi Ye stayed by the bedside day and night to take care of little Xia Tian, watching helplessly as Little Xia Tian persevered with all his strength.
Shi Ye barely closed his eyes in those few days. He was afraid that if he blinked, Little Xia Tian would stop breathing.
Therefore, Shi Ye had a particularly obsessive feeling for Little Xia Tian. He did not allow anyone to say anything bad about Little Xia Tian. Even if Wen Chi just sighs and says that Little Xia Tian was like a little monkey, Shi Ye would be upset for a long time.
Wen Chi looked at the infant Xia Tian and gently touched his nose with his fingertips.
Little Xia Tian’s mouth was open, his eyes were closed and his face was almost twisted into a ball. He felt Wen Chi’s touch and made a soft sound from his mouth.
Wen Chi was pleasantly surprised and turned his head sideways to perk his ear up.
Sadly, Little Xia Tian became quiet again.
Ruo Fang, who was standing next to them, saw that the surprised look on Wen Chi’s face was gradually replaced by disappointment and she couldn’t help but comfort him: “Young Master, Little Xia Tian is still young and sleepy. When he gets enough sleep, he may become more lively.”
Wen Chi continued to touch Little Xia Tian’s nose gently with his fingertips. He remembered what happened before giving birth to Xia Tian and immediately regretted his willful behavior at that time: “If I hadn’t been sick at that time, I wouldn’t have given birth to him so early. Xia Tian hasn’t been crying or fussing since he was born, I’m just afraid that there’s something wrong with him somewhere that we don’t know of.”
“Young Master, nothing will happen to him.” Ruo Fang said, “The imperial doctor said that Little Xia Tian is just weak and he’ll be fine after he recuperates, besides, our Little Xia Tian is so adorable, how could the heavens let anything happen to him?”
Hearing this, Wen Chi carefully scrutinized Little Xia Tian again.
He is not cute but looks more and more like a little monkey.
With such thoughts, Wen Chi felt really sad and guilty. The more he thought about it the more his eyes felt sore. After a while, his eyes and nose turned red.
Ruo Fang was startled by Wen Chi’s sudden surge of emotion: “Young Master, what’s wrong with you?”
Wen Chi blinked his eyes and tears flowed out uncontrollably. He carefully picked up Little Xia Tian and cried sadly: “He is like a little monkey.”
Ruo Fang was really helpless: “Young Master, the imperial doctor said that all newborn babies are like this. They won’t look good until they grow up to a certain age. Both the Emperor and the Young Master are so good-looking and Little Xia Tian must be even more good looking.”
However, this comfort had no effect on Wen Chi. Wen Chi lowered his head and his tears fell down on Little Xia Tian’s swaddling clothes, blooming into small water flowers.
“It’s all my fault.” Wen Chi sobbed, “I made Little Xia Tian look like a little monkey.”
Ruo Fang thought for a while and then said: “Young Master, I heard from Xiao Shuanzi that Young Master Zhang is about to give birth. When Young Master Zhang gives birth, you will know that every child looks like a little monkey when they are born.”
Wen Chi cried so hard that his shoulders shook. He raised his head and looked at Ruo Fang with his red almond eyes: “Really?”
“Really.” Ruo Fang said seriously, “This servant girl won’t lie to you, you’ll know when the time comes.”
Hearing Ruo Fang’s speaking so confidently, Wen Chi decided to believe Ruo Fang’s words for the time being.
Although Wen Chi stayed in bed for a month after giving birth to Xia Tian, his body recovered slowly. He became somewhat tired after sitting up for less than an hour so he had to reluctantly hand over Little Xia Tian to Ruo Fang.
Ruofang hugged Little Xia Tian and handed him to the nanny who had been waiting beside her. The nanny slowly walked out while coaxing Little Xia Tian.
In the evening, when the palace maids had just finished preparing the dinner, Shi Ye came over.
Shi Ye had just finished his work and looked exhausted. Since he woke up, he was faced with a mountain of complicated matters and had to spend all day in his study dealing with them.
Wen Chi noticed the light blue color under Shi Ye’s eyes and felt very distressed. Unfortunately, he couldn’t do anything to help.
After the two of them finished dinner, Shi Ye couldn’t wait to go to the next room to see Little Xia Tian.
Wen Chi knew that Shi Ye had been holding back while eating just now. Seeing that Shi Ye couldn’t hold back anymore, Wen Chi couldn’t help but feel funny. He said, “Slow down, Xia Tian is right there, he won’t run away.”
Shi Ye, who was walking at a fast pace, suddenly slowed down when he heard what Wen Chi said.
Shi Ye said “I’m not walking fast again so how can I slow down?”
Wen Chi was amused by Shi Ye’s effort to feign calm. He tried to hold back his laughter, but failed and laughed out loud: “Look behind you, I just got up and you’re already out of the door. What do you call that, if not going fast?”
When the palace maids and eunuchs nearby heard it, the corners of their mouths turned up slightly and Eunuch Zhu even covered his mouth and snickered.
Unexpectedly, Shi Ye suddenly turned his head, his face full of displeasure.
The palace maids and eunuchs, including Eunuch Zhu, were all startled and the suppressed smiles on their faces disappeared instantly. They lowered their heads in horror and tried their best to blend themselves into the surrounding air.
Only Wen Chi seemed not to notice Shi Ye’s expression and was still laughing unbridled, until tears came out of his eyes.
Shi Ye couldn’t bear it anymore and turned around to walk back. He reached out and pinched Wen Chi’s chin, making Wen Chi raise his head and look at him.
Wen Chi gradually stopped laughing, but the smile on his face had not dissipated. His almond-shaped eyes were curved and he raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at Shi steadily with a pair of light brown eyes still filled with a layer of watery mist.
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In the warm yellow light, his entire face was filled with gentleness.
Shi Ye’s heart slowly softened.
Wen Chi raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with undisguised provocation: “What is Your Majesty doing?”
Shi Ye said helplessly: “Don’t laugh at me.”
However, Wen Chi was no longer the timid Wen Chi from before.
After coming out of Shi Ye’s childhood memories, he found that Shi Ye was a childish spirit with a sharp mouth and a bean curd2(soft) heart. Sometimes it was quite interesting to bounce around on this childish spirit’s minefield. At least by doing this, he could see other emotions appear in his expressionless face.
“I was just laughing.” After Wen Chi finished speaking and purposely gave a couple of harrumphs.
Shi Ye frowned unhappily but couldn’t bear to increase the strength on his hands. He could only grind his teeth without any threatening force, “If you laugh again, I’ll ……”
“You’ll what?”
“I will ignore you.”
After saying that, Shi Ye let go of his hand holding Wen Chi’s chin, turned around and walked out. He walked very fast and looked extremely in a hurry, those who didn’t know thought that he was really sulking because of Wen Chi, but everyone present was clear – the Emperor was merely in a hurry to go and see his son.
Eunuch Zhu carefully raised his eyes and saw Wen Chi being supported by Ruo Fang and slowly following behind. He shook his head and quickly followed Wen Chi.
The emperor is really…
When Young Master Wen gave birth to the little prince that day, the emperor didn’t even look at his son, as if his son was nothing but air. But now he loves the little prince so much that he even has the heart to leave his wife alone just to see his son.
For some reason, Eunuch Zhu always had a premonition in his heart. He felt that one day the emperor would regret that he had ignored Wen Chi today.
Wen Chi didn’t know what Eunuch Zhu was thinking. He followed Shi Ye to the room where Little Xia Tian was. When he walked in, Shi Ye was already carrying Little Xia Tian in his arms.
Although Shi Ye held the child quite a few times, his posture was still slightly stiff, and he was extremely nervous, not even daring to breathe hard, as if he was holding a fragile artifact.
Thanks to the nanny’s guidance from the side, Shi Ye was able to gradually relax.
Wen Chi stepped forward, tilted his head and glanced at the sleeping face of the infant Xia Tian and then habitually raised his hand to touch Xia Tian’s cheek with his fingertips.
As a result, before his hand could reach into the swaddling clothes, Shi Ye suddenly turned around with Little Xia Tian in his arms and turned his back towards him.
Wen Chi, who was rejected, was stunned for a while and suddenly became angry: “What are you doing?”
Shi Ye turned his back to Wen Chi, and he said in a muffled voice: “Don’t you think he is ugly? Why are you still touching him ?”
“…” Wen Chi felt guilty for a moment but quickly regained his composure, “It was long ago and I just said it casually. Why does the Emperor still remember those rotten sesame seeds3(It means a metaphor for old and irrelevant words or things.)?”
Shi Ye replied: “I saw you frowning just now as well.”
Wen Chi: “…”
Like a wife interrogating her husband who didn’t return home at night, Shi Ye said coolly, “You were thinking that way just now, weren’t you?”
Wen Chi: “…”
Okay, he admits ……
The moment he saw Little Xia Tian, the image of a little monkey flashed through his mind. Why did Little Xia Tian look so much like a little monkey?!
Xia Tian is just like a little monkey, wrinkled, red, pouting and wouldn’t even open his eyes and Shi Ye’s nickname “Little Xia Tian” was also similar to the word “little monkey“4(小夏天 Xiao Xia Tian and 小猴子 Xiao Hou Zi, Little monkey, tbh i don’t see any similarity).
Wen Chi fell silent and Shi Ye suddenly turned back. He glared at Wen Chi unhappily: “You really thought that?”
“I’m sorry, I…” Wen Chi reacted mid-sentence, “Are you testing me?”
Shi Ye’s eyes were full of resentment: “Does this look like me testing you?”
Wen Chi was so angry that he stopped calling “Your Majesty” and called him by his name: “Shi Ye, you are going too far. I just thought about it and didn’t say it out loud. How can you test me like that?”
“You can’t even think about it in your heart.” Shi Ye, a newly appointed emperor, showed his domineering style to the fullest, “You are also Xia Tian’s father and you think he is like a little monkey. You’re the one who is going too far.”
Wen Chi didn’t want to admit defeat: “Where did I go too far?”
Shi Ye replied angrily: “You went too far with everything!”
Wen Chi said: “Shi Ye, you really are mad at me.”
Shi Ye was not willing to show weakness either and said, “You are the one who is pissing me off.”
The two people kept bickering and their voices got louder and louder.
Until the nanny couldn’t stand it anymore and she hurriedly came over and tried to dissuade them with a face full of embarrassment: “Your Majesty, Young Master, if you continue to argue like this, you will wake up the little prince.”
As soon as the nanny finished speaking, Little Xia Tian in Shi Ye’s arms suddenly let out a small cry.
Little Xia Tian’s voice was extremely weak, but Wen Chi and Shi Ye still heard it.
Wen Chi and Shi Ye froze at the same time, not even daring to take a breath.
After Little Xia Tian fell asleep again, Wen Chi asked in a low voice: “Did you hear that?”
Shi Ye smiled and replied in a low voice, “I heard it.”
Wen Chi leaned over, took a look at Little Xia Tian in his swaddling clothes, then remembered something and said to Shi Ye under his breath, “It’s all your fault. You were talking so loudly just now.”
Shi Ye hummed: “Yeah, it’s all my fault.”
Seeing Shi Ye openly admitting his mistake, Wen Chi felt a little embarrassed: “Aren’t you angry now?”
The smile on Shi Ye’s face did not wane. He did not answer Wen Chi’s words but instead said: “I feel very happy.”
Wen Chi was stunned for a moment and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably. He leaned over again and quickly kissed Shi Ye’s mouth: “Me too. I’m also very happy.”
