Eternal Love: A Love Story Chapter 783 - Cherry-Berry!!

" Furthermore, if that continues, the mother will find it difficult to manage her. You shouldn't be encouraging her tantrums," the little boy stated with an impassive expression, casting a glance at the little girl nestled in Ji Cheng's embrace. She buried her face into Ji Cheng's shoulders as their eyes met.

So terrifying!!

Zhao Ming was utterly astonished by her son's manner of speech. He was the same age as Yaling, only a minute her senior, yet his way of speaking was vastly different from hers. This minuscule one-minute difference granted him the title of elder brother, and she had to admit that he was, at times, more mature than anyone else in the palace.

They were fraternal twins, but... from their appearance to their personalities, everything about them differed. There was nothing in common between them, save for their parents. Ji Yaling might be a rascal who was adored by everyone and feared no one, except her brother.

She obeyed only him within this grand palace. In front of others, she behaved like a hooligan, but before her brother, she transformed into a sweet and gentle little girl.

She was truly her spitting image.

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She was over six months pregnant when Aunt Shen Jia began to feel suspicious, observing her unusually large baby bump and severe mood swings. It was all because of this; her body was housing these two little devils, after all.

Witnessing Ji Xicheng admonish Ji Cheng, she couldn't help but let out a soft giggle. She gently stroked his hair and smiled, "That's my son. He worries about his mother so much."

Ji Cheng pursed his lips, remaining reticent in the face of his son, who currently possessed more charisma than he did. Looking at him, he couldn't help but recall his own past self.

When he was young, he looked exactly like his son and had a cold, detached personality. That was precisely why he never had any friends due to his haughty demeanor.

He sighed and cast a look at Ji Yaling, "Yaling, you should listen to your mother. Drink your milk and go to your room with your brother. You need to wake up early tomorrow morning," he instructed sternly, deeming it appropriate.

If she didn't retire for the night promptly, she would sleep through the entire ceremony and be unable to savor their special day.

The young boy tightly grasped his sister's hand and bowed to Ji Cheng, "Father, Mother, have a pleasant night. We shall take our leave now."

Zhao Ming's heart melted at the sight of her son's refined manners. Between the two, Ji Yaling was the more free-spirited and indulged one, much like herself. Meanwhile, Ji Xicheng carried an air of sophistication and elegance in both his speech and actions.

His impassive way of speaking reminded her of Ji Cheng when she had first arrived in this world.

Noticing their departure, she called out, "Wait." She approached them and knelt down before them.

She placed her hands on Ji Yaling's shoulders and offered her a warm smile, while simultaneously caressing Xicheng's chubby cheeks. "Although there is still some time, Happy early birthday, my little cherry-berry. I wish you all the joy in this world and hope you won't restrain yourself due to the rules and regulations. Your mother and father are here for you; children like you shouldn't fret over such rules, just enjoy yourselves. Okay?" she inquired, gently touching Xicheng's face, who remained as serious as ever.

Since they were twins and appeared as adorable and small as berries, she began calling them her little cherry-berries. Whenever she used this endearment, she felt an overwhelming urge to squeeze them tightly in her arms, her precious little darlings.

Her concern for Xicheng was greater than for Yaling, as she knew her daughter possessed the knack for enjoying every situation. On the other hand, Xicheng meticulously adhered to all the palace rules and etiquette, aspiring to become a worthy successor to the Ji Empire.

He had chosen a challenging path ahead of him.

Xicheng pursed his lips and smiled, "Don't worry, Mother. I will do as you say." With those words, he took Yaling's hand firmly, and they proceeded towards their chambers.

A soft chuckle escaped Zhao Ming's lips as she observed Xicheng walking with such poise, while Yaling skipped along like a playful penguin, trying to keep pace with his long, swift strides.

Ji Cheng noticed her smiling as she watched the children depart and stood behind her. He glanced at her once more, and seeing the smile in her eyes, he whispered into her ear, causing her to jump in surprise, "Are you going to lavish all your attention on your children? Is there nothing left for your husband?" he pouted, complaining about her lack of attention towards him.

Zhao Ming turned around, her brow furrowing as she recalled how he had sided with Yaling just moments ago. Her temper flared. "Hah, weren't you just taking your daughter's side? How dare you ask that question, you shameless Emperor?" She playfully pinched his nose, making him wince in pain.

With a knitted brow, he posed the question, "Do you not recall my position as the Emperor of the Ji Dynasty? Such aggressive conduct could invite severe repercussions." His words were intended as a warning.

She, however, let out a peal of laughter. "If you are the Emperor, then I am the Empress of the Ji Dynasty and the mother of your children. Do anything, and everything will turn against you, especially my cherry-berry." She stuck her tongue out at him playfully before darting away, knowing full well she had prodded a sleeping dragon.

"You!!" Seeing her vanish before him, he abandoned all pretense and gave chase.

"Let me catch you, and you'll regret it." He threatened, but she merely giggled and leaped onto the bed, attempting to elude him once more. Just as she was about to reach the other side, a hand emerged from seemingly nowhere, ensnaring her wrist.

Ji Cheng, now directly behind her, gasped for breath as he held her wrist firmly. "Did I not tell you that you cannot escape me?" His deep, husky voice uttering those suggestive words made her involuntarily bite her lower lip.

"Ji Cheng, stop this foolishness. Tomorrow is a momentous occasion," she pleaded, but he tugged her wrist, causing her to fall onto the bed. He loomed over her, his gaze fixed on her flushed face beneath him.

Her disheveled hair and flushed, panting expression appeared even more captivating as he gazed down at her. "Xie Ming, thank you for gracing my life. I will forever be immensely grateful for you bringing these two precious souls into the world and completing our family." With that declaration, he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a sudden kiss that left her momentarily stunned.

She encircled his neck with her arms, whispering against his mouth, "Don't speak such sweet nothings, we can't afford another one. I don't wish to endure that agonizing process again." The memory of her screams during childbirth almost brought tears to her eyes.

The pain had been almost unbearable, bringing her to the brink of death. Fortunately, Master Li, her uncle, who had previously served as the imperial physician, had returned. He had not only reunited with Aunt Shen Jia but, thanks to their combined efforts, her labor was ultimately successful. There was a distinct point where she had nearly succumbed to complications.

Though modern medical equipment and techniques were absent, Master Li's skillful acupuncture and Aunt Shen Jia's brewed remedies ensured that everything proceeded smoothly.

Upon hearing her words, his ears flushed crimson. Without hesitation, he relinquished his restraint, letting his weight settle upon hers. He pulled her into a tight embrace, nibbling at her earlobes. "Really? I believe the children would be delighted to have a new living plaything. And what could be more wonderful than a brand-new baby?" he teased, his lips trailing down to her nape.

She closed her eyes, a low moan escaping her as she reveled in the sensation of his lips against her skin. She was too lost in the moment to fully comprehend his words.

Noticing her involuntary moans of pleasure, Ji Cheng's lips curved into a knowing smirk. He continued his tender ministrations, plunging her deeper into a world of exquisite sensation.

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