In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

Chapter 1212 Naming 1

For a moment, everyone watched Su Yueyao and Xingchen in silence, no one uttering a sound, until the cry of a baby broke the loving atmosphere.

Everyone followed the gaze and saw Nanfeng frantically holding the child in her arms.

"Don't cry... Daddy's here... Don't cry!"

"she..."

Nanfeng was a little anxious and flustered, not knowing how to comfort the child. Huan Yanxi, who was standing next to her, realized what was happening and went over to her: "Nanfeng, if you hold the baby like that, the baby will be uncomfortable. You should hold him like this."

Huan Yanxi said while moving his hand: "Pat the baby gently, and speak more softly. Girls are delicate. If you speak so coldly, how can she not cry?"

Nanfeng frowned, his voice gentle? His voice wasn't gentle? He...

The baby in her arms kept crying, and Nanfeng forced herself to say softly, following Huan Yanxi's instructions, "Stop crying, stop crying."

The voice was only slightly softer than before; gentleness was nowhere to be found.

Instantly, everyone on the field looked at him with smiles on their lips. Nanfeng's voice was usually cold, only softening when he was facing his wife. His voice wasn't so cold, but it was still far from gentle.

Having a child and not changing things will only give the child more opportunities to cause trouble later.

"Don't cry..."

Nanfeng kept trying to soothe the baby in her arms, but the baby in her arms kept crying. Then, another child being held by a servant next to her was also woken up and started crying loudly.

After that, as if sensing something, the other children also started crying loudly.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Yang Qianxun, the First Prince, Baili Jihua, Tian Yunsheng and the others helped Xu Minghe and Mo Rongjin to coax the baby.

Tian Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had just had his children, Xiao Shisi and Xiao Shiqi, taken away. Otherwise, the crying in the courtyard would have been deafening.

Su Yueyao's lips twitched slightly as she watched the scene, and her hand subconsciously picked up the melon seeds on the small table and started cracking them open again.

After bumping into them twice, they noticed that Xingchen was sitting quietly, holding Chenchen, watching them.

Su Yueyao tugged at Xingchen's clothes, signaling him to come closer to her.

Xingchen understood and moved the stool a little.

"My lady, what do you want to say?"

“Xingchen, didn’t you notice how noisy it was? Chenchen didn’t cry. And look at his eyes, they’re wide open, and he’s stretching out his arms. He looks very anxious.” Su Yueyao pointed to Chenchen in his arms.

“My lady, ever since Chenchen was born, I’ve noticed that he rarely cries. He only makes a few whimpers when he’s hungry, wet, or soiled. He almost never cries, and I always feel like he understands what I’m saying.”

"Really?" Su Yueyao looked at Chenchen in surprise. She gave birth to a child prodigy? No way?

"What does his current state mean?"

"Perhaps they wanted to see them cry?"

After Xingchen finished speaking, Chenchen in her arms immediately grinned.

Su Yueyao stared at this scene in astonishment... This child is extraordinary!

"Xingchen, let's carry Chenchen and go check on Nanfeng."

Xingchen looked at Su Yueyao's excited face with a doting smile on her lips, then got up and walked to Nanfeng's side.

Meanwhile, Nanfeng was anxiously trying to soothe the child, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Xingchen pulled Chenchen closer to the child in Nanfeng's arms. When he saw the crying child, he instinctively reached out to grab him.

Xingchen quickly grabbed his hand: "Don't grab your sister."

The child who was crying in Nanfeng's arms seemed to hear Xingchen's voice and stopped crying instantly. His eyes were filled with tears as he blinked at Xingchen and Chenchen.

"Star Lord, she's stopped crying! She's stopped crying!" Nanfeng said with delight.

He sounded even more relieved; soothing a child was just too difficult for him...

"Nanfeng, your voice is too cold. Be a little warmer. The child can sense your emotions. If she hears a cold voice, she will think that you don't like her."

"A little warmer? I..." Isn't that voice warm enough?

Nanfeng fell into deep thought after hearing what Xingchen said. What should he say?

Su Yueyao glanced at Nanfeng, who was deep in thought, and didn't know how to talk to her.

She had always thought that Nanfeng's voice was just like that, cold and aloof. When they first got married, she even thought that Nanfeng didn't want to marry her because he liked her.

She felt he was deep in thought and hesitated for a long time, but after they got together, Nanfeng was considerate towards her and his eyes were full of love. It was his voice that hadn't changed much.

But looking at his helpless attempt to soothe the children, and imagining his voice, she couldn't help but laugh. Children don't care if you know how or not; she was suddenly filled with anticipation.

When Su Yueyao looked down, she saw that Chenchen had quietly taken the hand of the baby in Nanfeng's arms, as if to comfort her.

"Is Chenchen trying to soothe the baby like this?"

Xingchen listened to Su Yueyao's exclamation and said calmly, "My lady thinks so. This child is indeed much smarter."

"Xingchen is much smarter than others. He's only a few days old and he's already like this!"

"As expected of Xingcejun's child, he is indeed exceptionally capable and intelligent," Nanfeng said from the side.

Hearing this, everyone else looked over. Su Yueyao didn't want to say anything at this point. It's true that comparisons are odious. Xingchen's newborn child is so outstanding, what else can't he do?

Su Yueyao walked back to the recliner and sat down: "Nanfeng, come here, aren't you going to tell me what the baby's name is?"

Upon hearing Su Yueyao's voice, Nanfeng took two steps forward and said, "My lady, the child's name... I..."

Hearing Nanfeng's intermittent words, Su Yueyao asked almost without thinking, "Has Nanfeng not decided on a name yet?"

"No, my lady, it's..." Nanfeng couldn't hold back her words and knelt down, holding the child.

"My wife, I'm so sorry. You've given me two children, but neither of them can bear your surname. I..."

Su Yueyao looked at Nanfeng kneeling on the ground, got up, walked to his side, and helped him up.

"What is there to apologize for? When I had children, I guess it was two, I was already willing. Although the Feng and Nan families have their faults, they were heroes who protected the country and its people, and they were also wronged, which led to the decline of their offspring."

“I am proud that the children have their surnames. Even if their surnames are Nan or Feng, they are still my children, and I will love them just the same.”

"My lady..." Nanfeng's eyes immediately filled with tears. His lady was so good, he...

Seeing Nanfeng on the verge of tears, Su Yueyao reached out and ruffled his hair, her tone teasing, "Nanfeng, if you really feel bad about not having a child with my surname, I can have another one for you, and then you..."