After Lin Jiuqing gave birth, the entire Lan Yin Palace became even more airtight. Even if a mosquito wanted to fly in, its ancestors would be checked.

Mo Xiao had been guarding Lin Jiuqing's side, almost never leaving his side. He was afraid of crowding Lin Jiuqing and didn't dare to sleep on the same bed with him, so he had someone set up a small bed in the room. As long as Lin Jiuqing made the slightest movement, he would wake up instantly and come to Lin Jiuqing's side as quickly as possible.

It seemed that this child really came to repay his gratitude. Lin Jiuqing was able to get out of bed and walk on the second day after giving birth, and looked no different from an ordinary person.

Lin Jiuqing himself didn't feel anything, but Mo Xiao, who was standing by, was frightened. He hurriedly wanted to hold Lin Jiuqing and lie down, fearing that Lin Jiuqing would have an accident. It was Mr. Mu who said that moderate exercise would help the body's recovery, which made Mo Xiao give up the idea of ​​pressing him down on the bed.

Mo Xiao was extremely nervous for three days, and even Lin Jiuqing couldn't stand it anymore.

"What are you doing here all day?" Lin Jiuqing glanced at Mo Xiao who was carefully checking the food.

Mo Xiao still had a spoon in his hand, stirring the medicinal food in the bowl to make it cool faster, and said casually: "Of course, it's to take care of you."

"We have Yingyue and many other people here. You, the emperor, don't need to take care of them personally." Lin Jiuqing was somewhat helpless. "Besides, how can people see you, the emperor, doing things that only men of low status do around me all day?"

Lin Jiuqing felt that he was probably being spitted at by those people behind his back, but due to Mo Xiao's tyranny, he didn't dare to vent his anger in front of her.

Mo Xiao said nonchalantly: "I am your husband. Is there anything wrong with me taking care of my wife? What do you mean by servants' work?"

He placed the cooled medicinal food next to Lin Jiuqing: "Eat some first, then take a rest. The medicine prepared by Doctor Chen will take some time."

Lin Jiuqing curled his lips, picked up the bowl and slowly finished the medicinal food.

"By the way, where is the child?" Lin Jiuqing asked him with his head tilted after finishing his meal.

"Mr. Mu said that you are not healthy enough to hold the baby now. It will hurt your waist and leave sequelae." Mo Xiao said very seriously, "Don't worry about the child. He has a wet nurse to take care of him. There will be no problem. Besides, Mo Chengning, that brat, goes there several times a day. What can go wrong?"

Lin Jiuqing's eyes curved and he smiled a little: "It seems that Ningning likes her brother very much."

There was a rare smile in Mo Xiao's eyes.

He has few children. On the surface, he has three princes, but in reality, he only has two. Mo Chengning is his only blood brother, so he naturally cherishes him.

Lin Jiuqing looked at him and said, "I won't hold the child. Bring the child here for me to see."

She only saw the child once on the day of delivery. After that, Mo Xiao was worried about her health, so he never let her see the child again, and he didn't even let her breastfeed the child. She knew that this delivery scared Mo Xiao a lot, and even though she missed the child very much, she still held back and didn't get angry. Now that she was almost well, Lin Jiuqing couldn't suppress the desire to see the child. This was the nature of being a mother.

Mo Xiao looked at Lin Jiuqing staring at him eagerly, and his hardest heart softened.

"I'll ask them to send the child here," Mo Xiao said helplessly, "but you have to promise me that you won't hurt yourself by holding him."

Lin Jiuqing nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I swear."