The cries of a newborn echoed through the dark night, piercing the stillness with a sound that was both fragile and powerful. In the dimly lit corridor of the Feng Manor, Li Tianfeng paced anxiously, his heart pounding in his chest. He could hear the muffled voices of the midwives and the occasional urgent command from the healer inside the labor room.
Beside him stood his two sons, Li Qingchen and Li Qingyun, who were also on edge, shifting from foot to foot, their eyes fixed on the closed door. The brothers exchanged worried glances, their usual playful nature absent in this moment of tension.
"Do you think everything will be okay?" Li Qingyun whispered, his voice barely audible.
Li Qingchen, trying to appear confident, nodded. "Mother is strong. She'll be fine, and so will the baby."
But despite his words, Li Qingchen couldn't hide the fear in his eyes. The labor had been long and arduous, and the cries of the baby had only just begun, bringing with them a mix of relief and renewed anxiety.
Finally, the door creaked open, and the healer stepped out, her face flushed but smiling. "Congratulations, Patriarch Li. You have a healthy baby boy."
A collective sigh of relief swept through the family, and without waiting for another word, they all hurried into the room.
Li Tianfeng's heart swelled with emotion as he saw his wife, Feng Yuhua, lying on the bed, cradling their newborn son. Her face was pale and sweat-drenched, but her eyes sparkled with a mix of exhaustion and joy.
"Yuhua," Li Tianfeng whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "You did it. You both did it."
Feng Yuhua looked up at her husband, a tired but triumphant smile on her lips. "We did it, Tianfeng. He's perfect."
Li Tianfeng's eyes filled with tears as he gazed at the tiny bundle in her arms. "I was so scared," he admitted, his voice shaking. "I thought... I thought I might lose you both."
It is difficult for the people in Ice Pheonix clan to reproduce and there has been many accidents during this pregnancy of Feng Yuhua.
Yuhua reached out and took his hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "We're here, Tianfeng. Safe and sound. Our little phoenix is strong, just like his father."
Li Tianfeng chuckled softly, wiping away his tears. "I don't know about that. He has his mother's strength and grace."
The family of four gathered around the bed, peering at the newest member of their clan. The baby boy had a shock of dark hair and a pair of striking silver eyes that seemed almost too large for his tiny face. As they watched, he blinked up at them, his eyes reflecting the soft light of the room like twin moons.
Li Qingyun leaned in closer, his eyes wide with wonder. "Look at his eyes, Father. They're just like yours!"
Li Tianfeng smiled, a sense of pride swelling within him. "Yes, but even more beautiful. He's inherited the ice phoenix blood."
Feng Yuhua, still cradling the baby, glanced out the window where the full moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the landscape. "His eyes are like the moon," she murmured, her voice filled with awe. "So bright and pure."
She looked back at her husband, her eyes shining. "Let's name him Li Qingyue. It means 'Clear Moon.' It suits him perfectly."
Li Tianfeng nodded, his heart full. "Li Qingyue it is. Our little Moon."
Li Qingyun, unable to contain his excitement, reached out and gently touched his brother's tiny hand. "Welcome to the family, Qingyue. We're going to have so much fun together."
Li Qingchen grinned, his earlier anxiety forgotten. "Yeah, we'll teach you everything we know. Just wait until you're old enough to fly!"
Feng Yuhua laughed softly, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten. "Let him grow a bit first, boys. He'll have plenty of time for flying and adventures."
Li Tianfeng, feeling a rare moment of vulnerability, knelt beside the bed and rested his head on Yuhua's shoulder. "Thank you, Yuhua. For everything. You are my strength, Please be safe."
Yuhua kissed the top of his head, her voice tender. "And you are mine, Tianfeng. Together, we'll raise our sons to be strong and kind, just like their father."
Li Tianfeng lifted his head and looked into her eyes, his heart full of love and gratitude. "I love you, Yuhua. And I love our family. I'll protect them with everything I have."
Li Qingyue quickly became the center of everyone's attention, his presence bringing a new light into their lives. Despite the sleepless nights and the challenges of caring for an infant, the family loved the youngest baby.
Li Tianfeng, who had always been the stoic leader of the Ice Phoenix Clan, found himself transformed by the tiny being in his arms. He would often spend hours just watching Qingyue sleep, marveling at the perfection of his son.
One evening, as Li Tianfeng rocked Qingyue to sleep, Feng Yuhua entered the room, a soft smile on her lips. "You look like a natural, Tianfeng."
Li Tianfeng looked up, a sheepish grin on his face. "I never imagined I'd be this smitten. He's so small, so fragile. I just want to protect him from everything."
Feng Yuhua became a bit worried, "The baby is really small for kids born."
Li Tianfeng looked at the small baby in his arms and nodded, "That's why I will be with him, No matter what, He is my strong son."
"Yes, Xiao Yue's dad is the strongest in the world." Admitted Feng Yuhua with a small smile on her lips.
The brothers, Li Qingchen and Li Qingyun, took their roles as big brothers seriously. They were always eager to help with Qingyue, whether it was fetching diapers or making funny faces to make him laugh. The house was filled with laughter and the occasional sibling squabble, but it was clear that the brothers adored their little sibling.
"Yueyue, You are so small," Li Qingyun always poked the face of the baby and successfully made him cry.
And then he will be beaten by his dear Father.