Song Zhancheng couldn't understand the meaning of Cheng Jingyun's words for a while, and used a nasal voice to puzzle, "Huh? "Yes.

Ten months?

Isn't that almost her next birthday?

Why did you accept his gift at that time?

Cheng Jingyun was not in a hurry to explain, just dangling her legs outside the rocking chair and looking at the night scene outside, smiling in her squinted eyes, enjoying the breeze blowing in through the gap in the curtain.

It didn't seem to be very cold, otherwise why did she think she was a little happy at the moment.

Someone finally reacted, and only after a moment of stunned thought did they suddenly widen their eyes and look at her with incredible eyes, and then at her lower abdomen, which was wrapped in layers of clothing.

"Jingyun, this ......"

Speaking with a trill, it's a bit disadvantageous.

Cheng Jingyun finally couldn't stand his sudden revelation of stupidity, so she couldn't help but burst out laughing, and simply grabbed the person's hand and put it on her lower abdomen.

"I don't feel anything yet, but there's a little life here."

Speaking of this, Cheng Jingyun's eyes couldn't help but soften, saying that it was false not to be happy, how could she not love her and his first child.

It's just that this kind of love was hidden under worry before, so some of it seems to be nothing, and when the other owner also knows, it is like a imprisoned twin flower, touching it and blooming passionately.

Song Zhancheng's current mood can be described as extremely complicated, joyful, happy, excited, excited, distressed and cherished.

His eyes turned thousands of times and finally froze on Cheng Jingyun's face, with a hoarse voice that couldn't hide the tenderness, "Why didn't you tell me earlier." ”

Why didn't you tell him earlier, let her take this little guy alone to bear those grievances before, but he didn't know anything.

Cheng Jingyun covered the back of her hand and looked at the endless night, "Because I'm afraid that the day of returning to China will be postponed after you know it." ”

She also wanted to open it, if she could go back, she would always go back, and she couldn't force it no matter how hard she asked, which may be the number of days she said before.

So she chose to tell him at this time and let him taste the joy together.

Song Zhancheng narrowed his eyes, and then hugged the person tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub it into his bones, "Fool." ”

This reason is indeed stupid, but he can't say in his conscience that he can return to Hengguo now.

The fingertips provoked people's jaws and made a promise to make a serious eye contact with people, "After the crown prince is canonized, we will return to Hengguo." ”

Cheng Jingyun looked at those black eyes, and the incomparable seriousness in her eyes made her nod and respond softly.

"Okay."

She agreed, so, Song Zhancheng, don't let her be disappointed after she has hope.

Song Zhancheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she responded, and then smiled: "So I have an extra son, huh?" As he spoke, he carefully stroked the covered area under his hand.

Tsk, Cheng Jingyun couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart, and retorted in a later voice, "How do you know it's a son and not a daughter?" ”

"What if it's a daughter? Isn't it? Cheng Jingyun touched her future "lovely daughter" with a smile.

"Poof, is Xiao Song Song your nickname?" Song Zhancheng couldn't help but laugh.

It's no wonder that he wants to laugh, it's really hitting the joke.

Cheng Jingyun blushed a little because of this kind of thing, and coughed lightly to hide her arrogance, "What's wrong, isn't it good?!" ”

An expression that if you dare to say that it doesn't sound good, I'm going to jump.

Dare to say it?

Song Zhancheng said he didn't dare.

Everything listens to the daughter-in-law.

Song Zhan Cheng kissed and smiled on the cheek, "Of course it's good, this king's princess is awesome." ”

Cheng Princess Jingyun, who was shunned by the hair, smiled with satisfaction, "You haven't said why you think it's a son?" ”

"Why?" Song Zhancheng raised his eyebrows and then suddenly approached the person, so close that both parties could see each other's thick eyelashes and the other party in their eyes, which made Cheng Jingyun's heart suddenly skip a beat.

"Because, a man should stand up to the sky and the earth, he can not only stand up to the sky for the people, but also stand up for his wife and children behind him, just like me."

……

Since early in the morning, the palace of Prince Jin has been lively, and if anyone asks, then someone will definitely answer that their princess has a little master.

After coming back last night, Song Zhancheng announced to the people of the whole palace early in the morning, because he wanted them to know his joy, and he also knew that this announcement would definitely be spread, and there would not be a few people who gave gifts, especially if he was still waiting for the crown prince.

But he doesn't mind the trouble, Cheng Jingyun has been held back for so long, she is happy, anyway, she is happy and she is happy, so no matter what trouble is not troublesome, he is still a little happier in comparison.

Therefore, throughout the day, the subordinates of the Jin Prince's Mansion could have a rare light smile on their usually cold and expressionless face.

Even if they smiled lightly, they said they were satisfied.

"Hello Wangye."

"Hello Wangye."

"Hello Wangye."

"Hmm."

Song Zhancheng walked on the way back to Nanyuan, and it was rare to be in a good mood and responded a few greetings from those subordinates.

If it was left behind, this was something that those subordinates could not understand, so they were a little flattered.

He went to the palace in the morning today, and he didn't even change the direction, and now there are two people waiting for him at home, and he can't go out all day like before.

The good name is said, accompanying the daughter-in-law and the little Song Song.

Well, he accepted the title, anyway, it's whatever it's called, it's better to follow his daughter-in-law's name.

And other people always have a way to know some things, especially the things in the palace of the quasi-prince Song Zhancheng, who has been watched a lot.

"Cheng Jingyun is pregnant?" Song Zhaohua asked the subordinate who came to report the news with some uncertainty.

How did you get pregnant? There was no wind at all when she was there before.

The messenger quickly replied: "Well, the prince said it himself." ”

Song Zhaohua waved his hand to retreat, and sat on the soft pedal to support his chin and think about it.

How long ago was that?

Then he narrowed his eyes and simply got up and called the maid, "Prepare the sedan chair, Prince Jin's mansion." ”

You still have to verify it yourself, if it's true, it's good, if it's ......

Song Zhaohua snorted coldly in his heart, tidied up his clothes and stepped out of the room.

"Bang-"

Before Yan He's scolding arrived, the person who violently pushed the door open quickly interrupted what he was about to say and shouted loudly with excitement.

"Do you know that the princess is pregnant?!"

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？？

？？？

Yan He was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a "" jumped up from the seat, and then grabbed the collar of the visitor, and his eyes were excited and incredulous, "Really? ”

After seeing the person in his hand nodding vigorously, he was born with a laugh, "Hahaha, no wonder the prince didn't come here today, he went home to accompany his daughter-in-law and children, this is a good thing, the prince's first cub!" ”

The general who had a good relationship with Yan He on the side was silent for a moment, probably only he dared to call the prince's child a cub.

But listening to this laughter, the generals also laughed, they were indeed quite happy for the prince, the first child of the prince, and the people in the entire military camp were now already discussing what the name of the prince's child should be.

But of course, in the end, they were vetoed one by one by Yan He, who went out later.

The reason, too...... Dirty.

If he knew the nickname given to the children by the parents of the two children, he might not think so.