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Generally speaking, illegitimate children are a common thing for nobles, and there are even nobles who show off the number of their illegitimate children to show off their strength.

The practical significance lies in the fact that although the illegitimate child was not officially recognized, he was a good assistant.

For example, the historical Mary Queen of Scots was born to her father's illegitimate son, James Scots. With the support of Stuart, he came to power in 1568, and then James was made Earl of Maury.

Although the Earl of Murray later lost power and incited rebellion against Queen Mary, it is unlikely that Queen Mary would have been in power without the support of her adult illegitimate brother.

So, if bastards are talented, then they will be a necessary help for future kings.

Edward was thinking about what to do with these bastards, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed since he was holding Lucy.

"Rest well, don't worry about Henry's surname, I'll fix it!"

Edward whispered to Lucy, a first-time mother, and scraped her nose mischievously with his index finger, reassuring.

"Well—" Lucy looked at Edward with affection in her eyes, and then nodded, looking delicate and lovely, seeing this, Edward wanted to ravage her in his arms.

Forcibly holding back the thought in his heart, Edward looked at his sleeping son reluctantly, glanced at Lucy again, and gently closed the door.

Later, Edward went to Luna's room and took a look at his eldest daughter, a small man with delicate features.

She was not asleep at this time, and with her small round eyes open, she was lying in the nurse's arms and eating breakfast vigorously, looking like she was enjoying it.

Luna didn't show Lucy's reluctance and nostalgia, but her affectionate eyes revealed her uneasy and excited heart.

Seeing this, Edward made another move.

He held Luna in his arms, his lips connected with the girl's red lips, and by the way, his tongue went in to explore the way, and his hands also climbed the two peaks, kneading them lightly and heavily.

It wasn't until the girl blushed and panted that Edward let go of her and talked to her in private.

After about half an hour, Edward glanced at the eldest daughter lying in the cradle, well-fed and drunk, caressed her little face with his palm, and said softly:

"Lovely man, your name will be Alice, Alice. Tudor! ”

Originally, the origin of the name was originally a reference to the Greek mythologized "rainbow god" Elise.

Elise is the god of love, and the reason why she is also called the goddess of the "rainbow" is because the beauty, splendor and fantasy of love are not as charming as rainbows?

And in German, it means nobility.

Anyway, no matter which one it is, the name Alice is still relatively good.

Luna smiled when she heard her daughter have such a name.

"Alice, Alice—"

Edward looked at his daughter, calling softly in front of her.

And the little man seemed to know that he had a good name, and waved his little fist happily, and his bright eyes rolled around, looking at the young king in front of him.

Seeing this, Edward happily kissed her fleshy cheek, and then left with a smile.

After that, Edward went to the next room, the room of Emma, the young secretary.

I saw that the girl had a serious look on her face, closed her eyes, tasted the tea in her hand, and enjoyed it to the extreme.

But the sound of Edward's footsteps still disturbed the girl, and when she saw that it was the king who had been longing for her, the girl could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, and the spring flowed on her face, and the placket of her chest was wet, and the two huge round and huge loomed and seductive.

It's still the same routine, another love talk and comfort, to soothe Emma's lovesickness.

As usual, Edward looked at his youngest son, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, looked at his white face, and declared:

"My son, your name is Adam, Adam Tudor!"

Since Emma was the last, Edward stayed longer, about forty minutes.

When she was a little tired, Edward turned and went out.

The moment he went out, Edward felt that his arms and waist were already sore, and he finally had to walk slowly to his bedroom with the support of the guards.

At the moment of lying in bed, although Edward was happy in his heart, his body let him sleep.

…………

At this time, Laura, the new secretary, had returned to her home with a tired body.

With the servant's surprised eyes, Laura walked step by step through the courtyard to the hall.

At this moment, His Excellency the Speaker, with thinning hair, stood in the doorway with a heart full of joy, looking at his daughter.

And to his right, a little girl of six or seven years old, wearing a beautiful pink dress, looked at her mother in front of her with starry eyes, and the pearls flowed down unconsciously.

"Mother—" With a crying voice, the little girl shook off the hand of His Excellency the Speaker, and ran forward, staggering, as if she would fall at any moment.

And Laura, who was tired and tired, saw this face, and immediately refreshed, quickly squatted down, caught the rickety little girl, and intimately put her pretty face close to her little red face, and kept muttering the word baby, baby.

"Mom, Angel misses you so much!" The pretty girl had long blond hair that was wavy and long dragging along the edge of her buttocks, looking like an angel.

"Baby, Mommy misses you too......" Laura kissed her hair and hugged her tightly, showing that her feelings were deep.

After a while, Laura hugged her daughter, smiled at her father, and walked into the house side by side.

"Laura, my daughter, how is it feeling?"

As soon as the Speaker sat down, he asked his daughter.

"That's it! Our king is a very sensible man, and even somewhat cold, and he does not see it in terms of faith! ”

Laura was whispering to her daughter, and then her father's question came to her ears, and she thought for a while and answered directly.

"According to my observations, his ambition is the same as always, no different from the previous kings, but he has more perseverance and a little more plan to act!"

His Excellency the Speaker nodded in approval of his daughter's answer.

His Excellency, the Speaker of Parliament, who is fifty-three years old this year, has found himself less energetic than before, and it is becoming more and more difficult to maintain the administrative affairs of England.

It won't be long before he will take the initiative to come down and retire, and even if he doesn't, the young king will ask him to come down.

After all, he has been President of the Privy Council for more than five years, which is a long time.

Therefore, this time he sent his daughter as a secretary in order to preserve the impression of the Alexander family in front of the king.