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Chapter 493 Daughter (Bonus Chapter)

"Wow-wow-"

Overjoyed, the midwife cried out, "It's a girl!"

"It's a girl!"

Xie Yanli was stunned, then his eyes lit up instantly.

He looked down at Qin Jiuwei, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice barely audible.

"Madam, we have a daughter! We have a daughter!"

Qin Jiuwei closed her eyes, and a barely perceptible smile slowly appeared on the corners of her lips.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

With a servant's urgent announcement, "The three young masters are back!"

In the courtyard, Xie Jingchun strode ahead, looking tense.

Behind them were Xie Jing and Xie Jue, who quickly caught up.

Upon hearing that Qin Jiuwei was about to give birth, the three of them immediately rushed back.

When Song Mama saw them, she immediately came forward, her face beaming with joy, "The young mistress has given birth! It's a girl! A young lady!"

Xie Jue was out of breath from running, but her eyes were shining brightly. "Sister! It's my sister!"

I have a younger sister!

Xie Jing was overjoyed and rushed forward, heading straight into the courtyard.

He had just pushed open the door when he immediately ran to the bedside.

At this moment, Qin Jiuwei was leaning against the headboard, with a few strands of her hair loosely tied up.

Although her complexion had not yet fully regained its color, her eyes and brows were gentle.

Xie Yanli was sitting by the couch, holding a bowl in his hand. He gently blew on a spoonful of warm porridge to cool it down before feeding it to her lips.

Xie Jue stopped in his tracks; everything he had been thinking about was gone.

Qin Jiuwei's face was much paler than usual, her lips were pale, and she looked exceptionally thin as she leaned against the headboard.

In Xie Jue's eyes, his mother was like a wounded little bird, so fragile that it broke his heart.

"Mother……"

He quickly ran a few steps to the bedside and carefully took Qin Jiuwei's hand.

"Are you in pain? Are you feeling any better now? Are you still tired?"

As he spoke, his eyes reddened.

Qin Jiuwei raised her hand and gently stroked his head. "It's alright, Mother is much better now."

Xie Jue sniffed, looking like she was about to cry but was trying hard not to.

At this moment, Xie Jingchun and Xie Jing also entered the house.

Xie Jingchun strode forward, her voice much lower: "Mother, how are you? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"I'm feeling much better." Qin Jiuwei nodded at him, her eyes gentle.

Xie Jing took two steps closer, his eyes calm, and looking at her expression, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, gradually calmed down.

It seems that the mother is recovering quite well.

There were no complications or postpartum hemorrhage during labor; everything went relatively smoothly...

Perhaps it really was God's blessing.

As Xie Jue watched her drink the porridge spoonful by spoonful, his tense emotions gradually relaxed.

He suddenly slapped his forehead as if he had just remembered something.

"I was just about to say, 'My sister was born! We have a little sister now!' But I forgot all about it as soon as I saw my mother!"

He turned his head to look at the corner of the tatami mat.

"Where is my sister? Where is she? Can I see her?"

Xie Yanli gently set down the bowl, looked at them, and said softly, "Your sister is over there, being looked after by her wet nurse. Keep your voice down, she just fell asleep."

The three of them's eyes lit up at the same time, and they quietly headed towards the swaddled baby in the corner of the room.

The wet nurse was sitting on a small kang (a heated brick bed), holding a small, tightly wrapped baby in her arms.

Xie Jue's eyes lit up, and he immediately darted over.

Xie Jingchun and Xie Jing followed, and the three of them stood in a circle around the wet nurse.

The wet nurse said softly, "Miss has just fallen asleep, gentlemen, please keep your voices down."

Xie Jingchun leaned over and saw, "Her eyebrows are thin, and her mouth looks just like her mother's."

Xie Jing's gaze was calm, and his eyes softened slightly.

"She does look more like her mother."

Xie Jue listened to their conversation, feeling a strong urge to join in.

He wanted to stand on tiptoe to see his younger sister, but unfortunately, she was the youngest and shortest.

With Xie Jingchun and Xie Jingshao blocking his view, he could only see the corner of the swaddling clothes, and couldn't even see his sister's face.

He squeezed in reluctantly, taking two more steps forward, but still couldn't see.

"No, no, please let me see too."

Xie Jue was so anxious she almost cried.

Xie Jingchun sighed, bent down and picked him up, holding him in her arms.

"Okay, is it high enough now?"

Xie Jue finally got his wish, pressing his entire face close to that soft little ball of flesh, his eyes almost sparkling with excitement.

"She...is so cute..."

The baby in the swaddling clothes had been born less than an hour ago; it was just a tiny little bundle.

Her skin was so fair and tender that it almost glowed red; her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were thick and curled.

Her little nose was upturned, her lips were rosy, and her breathing was light and even; she was sleeping soundly.

Her hands were very small, with her five fingers tightly clenched, like two peach blossoms blooming in a snowball.

Xie Jue watched without blinking, her face flushed with excitement.

"She...she's so small..." he murmured. "Is she even smaller than I was when I was little?"

Xie Jingchun said calmly, "You were like this when you were a child, but you don't remember it."

At this moment, the baby moved slightly, its eyelashes fluttered, and it slowly opened its eyes a tiny bit.

Those were a pair of dark eyes, still a little hazy when they first opened, like the thin mist that hadn't yet dissipated on a lake in the early morning.

She looked around, her gaze finally settling on Xie Jue's face, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

Xie Jue's eyes lit up with surprise, and he almost jumped up.

"She smiled! She saw me! She likes me!"

"Are you sure she's not about to cry?" Xie Jing asked slowly and deliberately.

"No, that's not true!" Xie Jue cautiously moved closer. "She really likes me."

Qin Jiuwei, lying on the couch, gazed at this scene with eyes filled with tenderness.

"Wet nurse, bring the baby over here."

The wet nurse respectfully agreed and slowly walked to the bedside.

Qin Jiuwei took the weight that felt as light as a feather. The swaddling clothes were warm, and the child nestled obediently in her arms.

Soft and warm, it doesn't cry or fuss at all.

She looked down at the delicate pink face, her eyes filled with tenderness. "It's time to give her a name."

Xie Jue immediately leaned closer, "Can I think of a name?"

"You're probably thinking of calling it sugar cake or small glutinous rice ball, right?" Xie Jingchun said calmly.

"I would never have such a name!" Xie Jue protested, waving her little fist.

Xie Yanli, who was standing to the side, slowly spoke up, "How about calling him Xie Yun?"

“蕴” means to contain or conceal, to be gentle and radiant.

"Xie Yun..." Qin Jiuwei murmured.

The baby seemed to sense something, and moved its little hand slightly, making a babbling sound as if in response.

"She agreed!" Xie Jue's eyes widened. "She likes the name!"

Xie Jing chuckled and nodded, "It is indeed a good name."

Qin Jiu smiled and looked up at Xie Yanli, her eyes soft and gentle.

"Then let's call him that, Xie Yun."

"Xie Yun, our little Xie Yun."