Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

Ji Rui stood aside, quietly nudged the ceremonial officer with his elbow, smiled softly, and gave him a thumbs up.

"You are such a good talker today. Your congratulatory speech was flawless. The Emperor must be very happy to hear it. You are such a good flatterer. You will definitely get a reward tomorrow!"

The ceremonial officer chuckled, a look of pride on his face.

"Everyone knows that the love between the emperor and the empress is as deep as the sea. It will never go wrong to say more auspicious words."

The night is spread lightly like thick ink, gently embracing the ancient Forbidden City. The stars are like tiny diamonds, inlaid in the deep sky, shining with auspicious light.

In the bridal chamber of the Emperor and Empress, red candles burned brightly and golden flames danced, illuminating the entire room with splendor. The air was filled with a festive and warm atmosphere, as if even time was intoxicated by it.

The phoenix in the painting on the wall is soaring in the sky with gorgeous wings and surrounded by auspicious clouds, symbolizing that the emperor and the empress will be like the phoenix in the painting, flying together towards a glorious future.

The bed curtains were made of bright red satin, with layers of folded layers. On the bed was spread brocade bedding, colorful and embroidered with auspicious patterns such as dragons and phoenixes, and flowers in full bloom, implying that the emperor and empress would live in harmony and enjoy long-lasting blessings.

The matchmaker held a golden plate in her hand and chanted something. According to ancient customs, she led four young girls who were about to turn one year old to complete the custom of rolling on the wedding bed, which was intended to pray for the newlyweds to have a son soon and to continue their family line.

The little princess Murong Hanyue, as delicate as a porcelain doll, was placed gently at the end of the bed. She looked around curiously, full of curiosity about everything around her.

The three little princes, like newborn calves, were not afraid of the tiger and rolled around and played on the bed.

The silver bell-like laughter echoed in the room, adding a bit of childishness and warmth to this solemn wedding.

"Oh, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, princes and princesses, you have to follow the rules. Roll from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed, and then roll back three times!"

The matchmaker guided him lovingly, her eyes full of doting.

"A roll of brocade quilt, blessing spreads far and wide, the dragon descendants prosper and enjoy endless joy."

"Two rolls of phoenix quilts, auspicious clouds fill the room, the emperor and empress love each other deeply and grow old together."

"The three-rolled imperial couch is filled with joy, and the family and country are prosperous and blessed with endless happiness."

"I pray that the Emperor and Empress will enjoy a harmonious relationship and their love will last forever."

"I pray that the descendants of dragons will inherit the grace of heaven and bring glory to our family for generations to come."

"A match made in heaven, a pair made on earth. Tonight the candles are shining brightly, and together we will create a glorious chapter. Tomorrow the dragon and the phoenix will sing in harmony, and together we will create a great cause for the ages."

After three times, the four little kids just treated it as a game and couldn't stop.

The little balls rolled around one after another, and became more and more excited as they played. No matter how the nanny persuaded them, they were unwilling to leave.

Murong Di Ze was both happy and worried, so he waved his hand to signal everyone to leave, leaving only himself, Liu Qianyu and the four little troublemakers.

"Baoer, go take a shower first, leave this to me."

Liu Qianyu chuckled and walked towards the bathing pool, leaving the four naughty kids to him.

Murong Di Ze sat on the bed and held the little princess Murong Hanyue in his arms, carefully supporting the little princess's delicate body, fearing for the slightest mishap.

The little princess blinked her big watery eyes and made babbling sounds from her little mouth.

Murong Dize's heart melted instantly. He lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on the little princess's pink cheek. His eyes were filled with endless doting on his daughter.

"Good girl, Yue'er is your father's sweetheart."

The lively and active Second Prince Murong Xizhe and the curious Third Prince Murong Yueran seemed dissatisfied that their father's attention was attracted by the little princess.

One of them climbed up nimbly from behind Murong Dize, and the other climbed onto his shoulders, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

The two of them were like two naughty little monkeys, hanging on Murong Dize as if they were hanging on a tree, and their giggles filled the entire room.

Facing these two "little pendants", Murong Di Ze not only did not show any displeasure, but his eyes were full of doting smiles.

He tried to free one hand to touch their heads, but found that he was too busy to do so, so he had to leave them hanging.

The little prince Murong Hongche, who had been sitting nearby, stretched out his little hand and slapped his two younger brothers on the buttocks, neither too hard nor too lightly.

The younger brother who was being photographed was stunned for a moment, then he let out a "wow" and pretended to cry.

This caused the little princess to utter a series of clear and melodious "giggle" sounds, and the whole room was filled with these childish and cheerful notes.

Murong Di Ze couldn't help laughing and kissed the little prince on the cheek as a reward.

"Haha, our Che'er can discipline his younger brothers now."

When the young crown prince Murong Hongche heard his father's praise, a hint of pride flashed across his face, but then he raised his chin in a pretentious manner, as if to say, "This is just a trivial skill."

He rubbed the place where he was kissed with his little hand in disdain.

Murong Di Ze chuckled and looked at the little prince Murong Hongche who pretended to be calm and coaxed him softly.

"Che'er, be good. You are the elder brother, so you should set a good example. It's getting late now. Father will have someone carry you back to bed, okay?"

The little prince shook his head, his eyes full of cleverness and cunning, and responded softly.

"Not good."

The second prince Murong Xizhe and the third prince Murong Yueran seemed to understand what their brother said, and they also started to scream "Ahhh" as if in protest, with stubbornness on their little faces.

The little princess stopped laughing. She slapped her father's face with her little hands and was even more reluctant to leave this happy scene.

Liu Qianyu had long, slightly wet hair that fell on her shoulders like a waterfall. She was wearing a light gauze dress that was as light as mist, and she looked like a newly blooming lotus.

She walked slowly into the room, and the air was instantly filled with her unique, elegant fragrance.

Murong Dize looked at her with an aggrieved expression, with a bit of doting in his eyes, and pointed at the three little guys hanging on her body.

"Bao'er, these little darlings are clinging to me and won't leave. I really can't do anything about them."

Liu Qianyu reluctantly took these little monkeys off Murong Dize's body one by one.

"Aze, go take a shower first, leave this to me."

Murong Di Ze put his arms around her waist, leaned close to Liu Qianyu's ear, and whispered while smelling her fragrance.

"Bao'er, send them away quickly, don't forget our wedding night."

Liu Qianyu chuckled and pushed him.

"Go now, you have no shame in front of the children!"

After Murong Di Ze breathed a sigh of pleasure at his beautiful bride, he reluctantly turned around and went to take a bath.

After he washed clean and walked excitedly into the inner room to enter the bridal chamber, he found the four little guys sleeping soundly on the wedding bed.

Liu Qianyu looked at Murong Dize with a look that said, "There's nothing I can do about it," and shook her head helplessly.

Murong Di Ze raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth. He walked quietly to the bed, put his arms around Liu Qianyu's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

As if punishing her, he gently nibbled on her earlobe, and his deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears.

"Bao'er, as long as there is love, anywhere is possible."