"The emperor has arrived-" The golden canopy turned to with a scream, Zhou Zong smiled, led the house slaves, and knelt down towards Li Jing: "Ministers welcome the holy driver, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!" ”

Li Jing's thick eyebrows twisted slightly, it stands to reason that now the Southern Tang Dynasty has declared himself a minister to Hou Zhou, and after the emperor's title is canceled, the ministers can no longer call "emperor"

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However, all officials knew that Li Jing's doing such a humble thing to the Central Plains Dynasty was really a helpless plan, so no one in the Southern Tang Dynasty dared to call him the "lord of the country"

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Every time Li Jing heard such a title, he thought of the shame of defeat, and his brows wrinkled a little deeper, and he raised his hand slightly to drive away the boredom caused by the summer heat: "Calm down!" ”

Prime Minister Feng Yansi followed behind the emperor, stretched out his hand to cover the stars leaking from the trees, and in the light and shadow, he squinted at Zhou Zong and asked, with a bit of banter in his words: "Lord Zhou, I don't know what the condition of your daughter is?" ”

"I am tired of Lord Feng's memory, the princess is blessed with great blessings, and she has given birth to a little prince safely."

Situ Zhouzong raised his eyebrows, and his words were endless, and he knelt down to Li Jing as he spoke, "Congratulations to the emperor on winning the emperor's grandson!" ”

"The little prince? Come and see me! ”

The clouds on Li Jing's face dissipated, replaced by heartfelt joy, and he waved his hand and stepped down from the sedan chair quickly, "No, no, no!" It's too hot outside, so I'd better go in myself! Hahaha......"

The quilts in the room have been replaced with new satin, and all the utensils are neatly placed in silence, and the blood in the air gradually dissipates with the undulation of the skirt, diluting a hint of milky sweetness.

Xun Qingchen lay softly in Murong Qian's arms, slowly turned around, and a touch of first-time motherhood floated on her lips: "What about the child?" After holding me and seeing 1 Liuzhu, he smiled and walked towards the cradle, and as soon as his hand touched the swaddling clothes, the baby was grabbed by a pair of big hands. "You ......" Liuzhu was inevitably unhappy in her heart, and was about to get angry, raised her eyes to see the person who came, and saluted in a panic, "Lord Feng is auspicious!" Feng Yansi didn't say much, nodded to Hun Qingchen, and immediately, he hugged the child and retired behind the screen. Ahh Hun Qingchen didn't know what to do, and grabbed Murong Qian's arm a little anxiously, "Child......" Murong Qian patted her hand and gently stopped her worries: "Don't worry, it's my father who is here!" Thinking of Murong Poppy's past when he was robbed of his son, he was even more anxious: "But ......" "With me, it's okay!" Murong Qian's kiss left tenderness on Hun Qingchen's forehead, soothing her uneasiness, "You rest, I'll go out and have a look first.1 After finishing the words, gently put Hun Qingchen on the bed, gently covered her with a brocade quilt, and then quietly retreated to the outer room. Li Jing sat on the carved red chair, holding the new student in his arms, and couldn't stop looking, his eyes filled with joy. Feng Yansi observed the expression of the saint, bent his waist and smiled on the side: "Your Majesty, take a look, these eyebrows and eyes look like you!" "The child's eyebrows and eyes are not open, where can I see it?" Although Li Jing was blaming in his mouth, he couldn't hear a little annoyance in his tone, his eyes didn't move for half a minute, and he just stared at the sleeping little face in the swaddling clothes with a smile. "The royal dragon descendant, the dignity in the eyebrows and eyes is extraordinary, they are all innate, and they are naturally similar!" "Feng Aiqing, you, you, you will make me happy! Hahaha......" Murong Qian turned to the front of the emperor in laughter and bowed: "Erchen greets his father!" ”