Chapter 1141: All children

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read2();　　The depths of the imperial garden, beside the lake of life, became quiet again with the retreat of the wife and the mothers.
The spring of life in the center of the lake is still gurgling spring water, sprinkled on the emerald green lake, with ripples, and at the same time, on the lake surface, the life essence that is rich enough to form a substantial mist, from the lake Drifting out from the center to the outside, after converging into the air, a dazzling emerald green cloud formed.
Then these clouds and mist, under the action of a certain powerful suction force, all fell down like a rolling tornado, poured into a figure lying on a soft cushion above the lake, and wrapped it whole inside, far away Looking from a distance, like a big cocoon.
　　 If there is an erudite monk here, he will definitely call out the name of this cocoon at this time, the cocoon of life!
Inside the cocoon of life, the rouge who has just experienced the pain of childbirth, her eyes closed tightly and fell into a deep sleep. At the same time, the large green cocoon exuding light outside her body is undoubtedly the best recovery method in the world. Contains the essence of life that is hard to describe in words.
　　 By the lake, lying beside the resting rouge, Zhao Yu, wearing a dark golden imperial robe, sat cross-legged, looking down at the front.
　　 In front of the young emperor, two small swaddlings were placed on the soft lawn. At the same time, the two small dolls wrapped in the swaddlings stared directly at Zhao Yu with eyes.
　　 The three pairs are very similar, ebony-like eyes, looking at each other, Zhao Yu's eyes are soft, while the two little babies' eyes are curious and close.
　　 This is the first time the eyes of a young father and a newly born child meet, and in the meeting of these eyes, there seems to be an indescribable magic that makes both eyes unable to look away.
The two little guys in front of Zhao Yu, who didn’t cry or make trouble, looked almost exactly the same, and because of their identity as the master of the rouge flowers, they were much larger than the average newborn baby. They had dark eyes. With a bright light of wisdom, staring at Zhao Yu closely.
　　 "Your Majesty, do you want to hug the little majesty and the little princess to rest first?"
　　 Just as Zhao Yu and the two little beings were looking at each other, a house secretary slowly walked behind him and asked respectfully. Then Zhao Yu raised his hand gently, and the steady voice of the emperor said:
　　 "Er, wait by the side first, I take care of the child, Rouge is still recovering, wait until she wakes up."
　　 "Yes."
After 　　 the old grandmother bowed down and saluted, she stepped back slowly, and then made a face toward the rest of the people around her, and the group moved away, leaving Zhao Yu, the lord of the great summer, a family of four undisturbed reunions.
　　 Then Zhao Yu continued to look down at the two little dolls in front of him who seemed to never tire of it. In the eyes, nose and mouth of his childhood, the young emperor also saw the shadow of himself and Rouge.
Both Zhao Yu and Yanzhi have the best looks on the vast land of China, so just like the old grandmother at the gate of Zhenhuangcheng said, the little baby who inherited the appearance of the two, even if they were just born, has no facial features. When opened, it already appears flawless, especially white skin, exuding a charming luster like a piece of jade.
The most striking thing is that on the eyebrows of one of the infants, a fiery red phoenix ling is outlined. This piece of phoenix ling is not big, but every pattern is lifelike, as if it were a piece of real nine days. Feng's Lingyu, after shrinking countless times, clings to his forehead, attracting people's attention unconsciously, making it difficult to move away.
　　 "It's a beautiful seal of the phoenix."
A gentle voice came from Zhao Yu's mouth, and perhaps it was because he understood the praise in Zhao Yu's words, the little baby who was watching Zhao Yu tightly suddenly giggled, and even wanted to swaddle himself very lively. Zhong reached out his hand, and then Zhao Yu's voice sounded again:
　　 "As an older sister, you have to take good care of your younger brother."
After finishing the words, the young emperor turned his gaze to another little doll who appeared to be quieter aside. However, there was no abnormality on the little doll’s forehead, but the eyes appeared darker and deeper, just like two eyes. Pure black gems.
　　 "According to the will of heaven, the men of our Zhao clan were not all smooth sailing in the beginning. I am so, and you are no exception. Therefore, perhaps you who live under the aura of your sister need to be stronger."
The words of the young emperor to the children are unimaginable tenderness. Of course, no matter how calm the emperor who dominates Daxia at a young age is as calm as a mountain, but the moment he sees his child, the softest part of his heart The same was deeply touched.
Afterwards, Zhao Yu, who became more and more intense, subconsciously leaned forward, raised his hand and slowly stretched forward, wanting to gently touch the cheeks of the two children in front of him, but he was afraid The control was not strong and he hesitated, and the outstretched hand stopped in place.
　　 Under such back and forth, the posture turned out to be a bit awkward, and then Zhao Yu's ears, a light laugh directly sounded.
　　 Zhao Yu tilted his head, and saw that Rouge, who had closed his eyes and rested, had opened his eyes for some time, and was smilingly looking at the stiff young emperor and the two infants in front of him.
　　 "I am a cultivator after all, and I am afraid that my poor control will hurt my child."
　　 There was a trace of embarrassment in Zhao Yu's explanation, and then Rouge smiled more brilliantly and responded:
　　 "Your Majesty's cultivation level has reached the limit, there is no reason to control it, but the beloved son is eager."
After finishing the words, the rouge in the green cocoon of life moved and wanted to raise his body, but Zhao Yu waved his hand to stop him, and then Zhao Yu bent down, picked up the two swaddlings from left to right, and gently placed them on the rouge. Next to his head, a gentle voice continued:
　　 "Rouge, it's really hard for you."
　　 Diyin fell, and the rouge lying on the ground watched the child who had been in the swaddle for a long time, with a deep love in his eyes, and finally he choked up and said:
　　 "Your Majesty, you see how beautiful the children are."
　　 "The the left is the older sister, and the boy on the right is the younger brother."
After speaking, Zhao Yu finally couldn't help but stretched out his hand and squeezed the girl's cheek. He only felt that his hand was slippery, as if he was touching a piece of stunning jade, and the infant sister, instead of feeling scared, laughed louder. , And even took the initiative to rub Zhao Yu's big hand with his face.
　　 "Do you like Dad very much, little one."
　　Zhao Yu lowered his head and brought her face closer to the little girl who was giggling. After the gentle voice came out, he carefully looked at the child's eyebrows, then suddenly turned his head and spoke to Rouge with excitement:
　　 "Rouge, the child's eyebrows are like mine, but the eyes are like you, both."
　　 After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu moved his face to the face of another little boy and continued to look at it. At this moment, he was no longer the emperor carrying the entire Great Xia and striving forward, but also like a child.