On July 15 of the second year of Jianlong in the Northern Song Dynasty, Murong Qian succeeded to the throne as the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty in Jinling, with the words "the day of Yu, the night of the moon"

The original name was changed from Li Congjia to Li Yu.

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After sealing Emperor Zhou'e as the country, he moved into the Yaoguang Palace; The eldest son, Li Zhongyu, was appointed as the prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty and moved into the East Palace.

On the day he moved to the Yaoguang Palace, he gave birth to a prince for the Southern Tang Dynasty safely.

Murong Qian was overjoyed, and immediately issued an order to give the name Li Zhongxuan and seal the Duke of Xuancheng.

The sun sinks in the west mountain, and the sunset opens a touch of redness in the sky, just like the peach blossom surface that wipes away the fragrant sweat in the light dust.

Murong Qian took the decoction, gently blew away the bitter black in the spoon, placed it on his thin lips and tested the temperature, and then slowly sent it to Xun Qingchen's mouth.

Hun Qingchen tilted his head slightly, quietly avoiding the bitter breath of the herbs.

Murong Qian didn't feel it, and turned to look at the pink ball in the cradle: "Zhong Xuan, look at your mother, such a big person, you are still afraid of hardship!" ”

In a word, it actually made the little guy in the cradle giggle.

Hu Qingchen glanced at Murong Qian: "Who is afraid of hardship!" I'm just, just...... Afraid of burning 1 "If you don't drink it again, the medicine will be cold!" Murong Qian handed the spoon a point, and his gentle voice contained infinite pampering, "Qingchen, be good!" Xun Qingchen looked at the swaying black, although he was timid, he couldn't resist the affection in Murong's shallow eyes. She gritted her teeth, mustered up her courage, closed her eyes, pinched her nose, and said resolutely: "Come on1 A stream of warmth poured into the tip of her tongue, less bitter and more sweet." Hu Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, and under his eyebrows, Murong Qian's peach blossom eyes were breathtaking. Ah Qian, he was, with a kiss, to feed her medicine. After finishing a spoonful of medicine, Murong stretched out his fingers to wipe the soup from his lips, stared at the crimson on Xun Qingchen's face, and smiled playfully: "In this way, isn't it bitter?" Xun Qingchen couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and didn't look at Murong Qian, but complained to Li Zhongyu from afar: "Zhongxuan, look at your father, such a big person, he is still not serious.1 The little guy giggled for a while. "Indecent?" Murong Qian put the medicine on the side of the bed, got up and pretended to be angry, "That'...... I'm not feeding you anymore! Hu Qingchen instinctively tugged at Murong Qian's sleeve: "You ......" "What's wrong?" A hint of evil charm appeared on Murong Qian's lips, "Are you reluctant to let me go, or are you reluctant to be gentle with me?" There was a flush on Hun Qingchen's face, and he nudged Murong Qian: "Who is reluctant to give you up 1 Murong Qianjian raised his eyebrows, and he was more joking: "Oh? Hu Qingchen lowered his head to avoid Murong Qian's gaze, looked at the soup bowl, and said angrily: "If you don't drink the medicine again, it will be cold1" Then I ...... Warm it up for you! As he spoke, Murong Qian's kiss came up again, leading the lips and teeth, cheeks, and hearts of the light dust, blooming one by one, and the peach blossoms bloomed. Mother! Mother! Li Zhongyu's voice came from the screen, shouting and rushing into the house. His Royal Highness the Prince! His Royal Highness the Prince! Liuzhu chased in, and when she saw Murong Qian at the head of the bed, she retreated and bowed back again and again, "The slave and maid ask for peace to the lord of the country!" Hu Qingchen hid behind Murong Qian, cooled his face with the back of his hand, leaned his head and leaned out, looking at Li Zhongyu who ran to the bed with a smile in his eyes. Murong Qian touched Li Zhongyu's head and pointed to the cradle not far away: "Zhongyu, what are you doing in such a panic?" Worry about arguing your brother! Li Zhongyu opened his eyes wide to look at Murong Qian, and then at the cradle, followed Murong Qian's guidance, and ran over with a smile, holding the bamboo fence with his little hands, standing on tiptoe and looking in: "Brother? Brother? Li Zhongxuan, who was in swaddling clothes, heard the cry, kicked off the thin quilt on his body, waved his little hands, and babbled to go to Li Zhongxuan's apartment. Seeing the intimate appearance of the second son, Xun Qingchen couldn't help but smile: "Liuzhu, why don't you go over to help Zhongyu 1 Liuzhu bow: "Yes!" Empress! When Hu Qingchen heard these titles, he frowned slightly: "What?" I forgot what I said? ”