"Husband, look, how much he looks like you!"

The woman's voice instinctively carries a hint of softness, and probably every mother who loves her child will have such emotions in her heart.

Zhiwan remembered the child's face that he had carefully examined the night before, and squinted his eyes and swirled around the man's face.

…… The lover filter is a bit thick.

Of course, this is not to say that it is not similar at all, after all, it is the child of the couple, and if you look carefully, you can indeed find some similarities.

Like the nose, like the eyebrows.

It can be said that compared to Meng Qingyao, this child is actually more like his father - although the similarity is not so high.

At least not the kind that can tell the parent-child relationship at a glance.

Yi Fengze probably thought so in his heart, looking at the eyes of the squinting and napping child in his wife's arms, it was extremely difficult to say.

"Hmm. ”

He didn't say anything to refute, but answered softly.

Meng Qingyao didn't notice that the man's mood was wrong, and looked at the child in his arms with loving eyes and smiled: "He's so good...... By the way, husband, I don't know what to name the cub?"

Among the aristocracy, the names of newborn children are generally chosen by their direct parents or higher elders.

Mothers do not have the right to take a name.

Before that, Yi Fengze had not appeared, and Meng Qingyao was not very easy to mention this, so that the children had been born for almost half a month, and the name had still not been decided.

Yi Fengze didn't expect there to be such a stubble, and he was stunned when he heard her say: "I didn't choose a name?...... I don't know how to do it, so why don't my wife come and get it. ”

He didn't want to name the kid at all, for whatever reason.

This kid ...... I have no relationship with the Yi family.

Rather than losing the liver and intestines, it is better to stay away and light at the beginning.

But in this case, he could not explain it to the weak lady.

The torment can only be his own torment.

"The concubine is coming to get it?"

Meng Qingyao was stunned and a little timid: "The concubine is only afraid that she is powerless, this is not in accordance with the rules......"

"It's okay," Yi Fengze intercepted her words, gently brushed away her playful hair stuck to her cheeks, and said warmly, "I'll carry it for you." ”

You just have to do what you want, it's good or not, it's not conformable, it doesn't matter.

"Since this is the case, the concubine is not welcome. ”

Meng Qingyao naturally looked forward to naming her beloved son, but she had never seen a precedent and didn't dare to think about it.

She lowered her head and thought about it, as if she had thought of something, and slowly smiled: "Yi's generation has learned from the word 'tea', tea, tea." ”

"Cooking tea, if you want to get fragrant tea, you need fire, so you can call 'burning', burning also has the meaning of bright light, I hope my son will live in this life, regardless of gain or loss, feel free. ”

"Yi Mingzhuo?"

Yi Fengze asked, the name was pronounced by him at a very light and slow speed, revealing a sadness for no reason.

"Well, Mingzhuo, is the nickname Huohuo good~"

Speaking of the back, the woman couldn't help but stretch out two plain white fingers and gently pinched the little nose of the child in her arms.

Xiao Budian, who had just fallen asleep, pursed his mouth in a shallow dream, as if he was resisting weakly.

Hearing the process of the two of them choosing their names, Zhiqian was shocked, and suddenly understood why he always felt that this child was familiar.

Although the age difference is very large, the child is not open, and it seems that there is no way to connect with the Mingmao she met.

But just by putting the two faces together, you can capture the resemblance in the eyebrows.

…… So is this kid Mingmiao's past life?

Slowly, slowly, he frowned.

It's not that she hasn't thought about Minghao's previous life, but based on the fact that the boy can see her, she has always thought that the boy is the reincarnation of some existence in the underworld.

After all, in her memory, there is no one similar to Mingmiao.

With such a bright face, she won't forget it if she sees it once, and Zhifei doesn't think she has seen it and forgotten it.

So she tacitly assumed that Minghao met her in her first life after reincarnation.

Can ...... now

This child, who is a little similar to Ming Miao, and whose name is homophonic, is it Ming Miao's previous life?

If so, will he be able to have a pair of discerning eyes that can not hide everything, as he did in later generations?

If she had, she would never have gone unnoticed, and it would have been even stranger if she hadn't.

Because in the end, you can see that ghosts come from the purity of the body and the specialness of the soul.

You don't see that there are many ghosts in the world, that is, the body is pure, and it is difficult for ghosts to hide in such a reality.

If not, then this coincidence is too fitting.

After all, there are many people with similar appearances, but those with similar appearances and similar names are probably relatively rare.

Zhiwan buried his doubts in the bottom of his heart.

Now is not the time to think about this.

The husband and wife were still talking and laughing.

"Madame, don't spoil this child too much...... After all, he is a boy, and it is inevitable that he will have a weak temperament and lack of blood. ”

Yi Fengze mentioned it meaningfully, he didn't dare to tell his wife not to love children directly, so he could only rub his eye medicine secretly.

It's a pity that Meng Qingyao didn't taste what he meant at all, and only thought that the man was worried about the child's education.

"The child is still young, where do you know what bloody and not bloody, the husband should not worry too much, when he grows up, the husband will teach, and the husband will not be distressed at that time. ”

The woman smiled softly and happily, and the eyes and expressions full of maternal brilliance made the man's heart extremely uncomfortable.

"Madame......"

Almost instantly, he blurted out his true thoughts, but fortunately he reacted in time to stop.

Biting the tip of his tongue, the man knew that it was not he who wanted to tell the truth just now, he was secretly annoyed, but he was helpless.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Qingyao didn't hear what he said, holding the child in her arms, she raised her head and asked suspiciously.

Yi Fengze closed his eyes fiercely, endured the strong desire to speak, and then replied gently:

"It's nothing, don't worry, madam, I won't feel distressed. ”

"Oh Huohuo, your father is so ruthless, it's not right for you to feel sorry for you, it's too bad, right?"

Meng Qingyao glanced at him with a smile, stretched out her white fingers to poke the delicate face of the child in her arms, and her tone deliberately carried a little childish and teasing.

Zhifei estimated that she didn't take what Yi Fengze said seriously at all.

But......

What did Yi Fengze want to say impulsively just now?

The one who wants to speak should be another "Yi Fengze", right?

What is the meaning of that "person"'s existence?

Tilting his head, I felt like my brain was in a mess.

This family is really full of mysteries.

"Madame, pay attention, don't work too hard, you are weak now, you have to raise it, and the child can be handed over to the next person. ”

Yi Fengze made persistent efforts and found another reason without giving up.

Meng Qingyao: "The concubine knows, if the concubine is tired, the concubine will rest by herself, and she will be worried." ”

Yi Fengze: ...... Alas, tired heart.