Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 1143 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (266)

Chapter 1143 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (two hundred and sixty-six)

The midsummer sun shone through the carved window lattices and fell into the delivery room of the Duke of Wei's mansion, illuminating the ground with golden light.

Song Qingli had just changed out of her wet clothes and was leaning on a soft pillow, looking at the baby girl in her wet nurse's arms who was yawning with her eyes closed, with an indelible warmth in her eyes.

"The crying is quite loud." She said softly, her fingertips still retaining the warmth of the baby's skin.

It took only an hour from the onset of abdominal pain to the birth of the baby. With the obstetric medicine she personally prepared and the systematic and accurate monitoring of vital signs, the whole process was naturally smooth.

Even the most experienced midwife was amazed, saying that the young lady loved her husband and mother the most and would definitely be a filial child in the future. She had a good constitution and had just slept for a while, and when she woke up she asked the wet nurse to bring the baby to her.

Wei Ying had just sent his father back home. His father was holding the baby girl and was so fascinated by his granddaughter's laughing face that he didn't want to go back to his yard.

When Wei Ying pushed the door open, the wind from outside was still blowing on his body. He quickly closed the door again, fearing that Qingli would catch a cold.

He walked quickly to the bedside, his eyes first falling on Song Qingli's face. Seeing that she looked fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned to the child in the wet nurse's arms, and his steps became lighter.

"Like you, different from others, born beautiful, the most beautiful baby in the world." He whispered, his eyes fell on his daughter's fair and tender face, his Adam's apple moved, and he smiled gently: "My little darling's eyebrows and eyes are like yours."

Song Qingli smiled. "Of course! I gave birth to her." She reached out and touched the baby's fist. "Have you decided on a final name? If not, how about we draw lots from those five?" "No need." Wei Ying sat down beside her and kissed her daughter's fist. "Her name should be Jinhua, Wei Jinhua. Jin means beautiful jade, and Hua means brilliance. May her life be as strong as jade and as bright as light."

Song Qingli repeated it silently twice, nodded and said, "Okay, let's call you Jinhua."

Wei Ying hugged her smiling daughter, and her heart softened again and again.

"Our little darling will grow up carefree and get everything he wants."

Wei Ying held his wife's shoulders and played with their daughter together until their daughter fell asleep, then he let the wet nurse take her away.

With the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion behind her, Wei Jinhua, as the eldest daughter of the Wei family, naturally attracted much attention, and the full moon banquet was held in a lively manner.

Qingli was actually in good health, but due to the care of her family, she still had to stay in confinement for two months.

After the confinement period, the couple spent a wonderful night together. It was also at this time that Qingli learned that Wei Ying had taken the infertility drug.

Qingli hugged her man and asked him, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm afraid you'll consider worldly opinions and stop me." He hugged his beloved, his eyes earnest. "Giving birth to a woman is inherently dangerous. I've already selfishly taken a gamble once and I don't dare take it a second time. Jinhua is here, and we have her as enough. I don't want you to suffer any more, and I'm even more afraid... I'm even more afraid of what might happen."

The mistresses of both the Wei and Song families died young, and the reasons were all related to childbirth. Wei Ying had long understood that childbirth was like a gamble for women.

Wei Ying felt that she was already very happy and should not be too greedy, otherwise she would end up with nothing.

Before deciding to have a child, Wei Ying had countless internal struggles. Even though he had won the gamble, with his lover and daughter by his side, he still felt terrified, afraid that his current happiness would be in vain. Hearing this, Qingli gently stroked Wei Ying's cheek and smiled, "I love you even more, my husband. You must not regret it."

"Of course I don't regret it. This is my own choice. Jinhua is enough for the future of the Duke's Mansion." Wei Ying's tone was firm.

"My daughter, Wei Ying, is no less capable than a son. Besides, it's not worth risking your life for the sake of so-called incense." He bent down and kissed her forehead. "In this life, having you and Jinhua is enough."

Song Qingli looked at the determination in his eyes, and a warm current surged in her heart. She put her arms around his neck and buried her face in his neck: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

All of this was Wei Ying's own choice. If Wei Ying ever regrets not having a male heir and does something irrational, she will teach him a lesson! Don't let her use those methods on him.