said in his mouth that he didn't want to see him, he really wanted to take a name, the prince of Chu was still very cautious, when Bai Qianfan was sleeping, he went to the study to look through the classics, but he was not satisfied with the flipping around, his eyes were sour, he put down the thick classics, pinched his eyebrows, and went to see if Bai Qianfan was awake?

The room was quiet, Yuegui sat at the table to make a little doll for Xiao Shizi, Xiao Shizi was her little master, but she regarded him as her nephew in her heart, Ba Xinwo liked it, and she couldn't help but want to do something for him. Seeing Murong Mian coming in, he hurriedly stood up and saluted, making a silent gesture.

Murong Mian nodded, walked lightly to the side of the bed and looked at the account, Bai Qianfan Tuan was sleeping soundly in the quilt. He couldn't help but bend his lips, leaned over to tuck the quilt for her, and watched quietly for a while before withdrawing.

Out of the house, turned around and entered the room of Xiao Shizi next door, the nanny and the nurse were playing with the child, and when they saw him come in, they hurriedly stood up, he waved his hand and looked down at the child.

It's strange to say, only two days later, the previous red-skinned mouse is gone, and the child's white face, big black eyes, are very clever, and it looks cute.

The nanny said diligently on the side, "The dragon gives birth to the dragon, the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, our little son is different from other children, the slave has lived to this age, and I haven't seen any child for only a day or two, and it has grown. ”

It's quite cute, Murong Mian looked at the child, and gradually felt a softness in his heart, this is the meat that fell from Qianfan's body, just by virtue of this, he should be treated, who does he look like? He looked at it carefully, between his eyebrows was a little like him, and then he looked closely, even his nose and mouth looked like him, he suddenly felt interesting, it turned out that the inheritance of the bloodline was like this, he was a little one lying in swaddling clothes, he would grow up slowly, grow into a similar appearance to him, and have a similar temper to him, which was really a very interesting thing.

The nanny will observe words and looks, the first few times the prince looked at Xiao Shizi's expression was always disgusted, today it seems to be different, she picked up the child, "Lord, Xiao Shizi smiled at you, you hug him." ”

Murong Mian didn't think much about it, he reached out and took it, the first time he hugged the child, he was extremely cautious, it was one thing to look at it, and it was another thing to hold it in his hand, he was actually very nervous, the heart in his cavity jumped up urgently, and held the child tightly in his heart, such a light weight, he always felt unstable, as if he would slide down from his fingers at any time, he stiffened his body, leaned back slightly, and stood in an awkward posture.

The child opened the milk, there was a smell of milk on his body, he felt that it was very good, he looked down and sniffed, wanted to kiss but did not dare to mouth, for fear of touching him.

The previous unwelcome is long gone, and now his heart is full of joy, and there is a pride that this is his son!

He is indifferent to the small family, but his heart has been longing, so he is always in a dilemma for the emperor and the prince, and he is unwilling to leave the only remaining little brotherhood, now that he has a son, he will never let the little prince go his own old way, his son does not need to inherit the unification, and he will be an idle prince like the king of Jin in the future, and it is good to live a leisurely life.

The nanny looked awkward on the side, and if she hugged it like this, the prince had to flash her waist, she wanted to take it, "Let the prince be tired, let's hand it over to the slave." ”

Murong Mian was immersed in the joy of family life, and he didn't want to let go, he didn't have any feelings for children before, but now just looking at it like this, his heart is sweet, and he is reluctant to let go.

Xiao Shizi was very curious about him, and looked at him in a daze, but suddenly his mouth moved, and he spit out a bubble, and Murong Mian immediately laughed, as if he had done something amazing.

The nanny watched it funny on the side, and the reaction of the prince of Chu seemed to be a beat slower than that of the average first-time father, and the child landed for two days before he found the feeling of being a father.

If she didn't come back, the nanny had to make excuses, "Lord Wang, give it to the slave maid, it's time for the little prince to feed." ”

Murong Mian sighed at this time, carefully returned the child, and did not forget to instruct, "Be careful, don't hold his arm." ”

Nanny: "......" should be said to you by the slave.

"Good life takes care of it," he said, with his eyes fixed on the child, "and the little prince entrusts you, be very careful, and raise it well, and the king will be rewarded, if not, take care of your skin." ”

Such a delicate master entrusted to them, it is really a blessing from the previous life, how dare you not be dedicated, the nanny and the nurse are naturally Nuo Nuo.

Murong Mian reluctantly went out, this sudden fatherly love moved him, he stood on the porch, and was stunned for a while, thinking of Concubine Rui who was far away in the north. The adopted child knows that his parents are kind, Concubine Rui gave birth to him and did not raise him, so the relationship between mother and son has never been very good, and there is no deep feeling, but after all, she gave birth to him, and giving birth to a child is a great disaster for women, no matter what Concubine Rui did to him later, this alone made him feel very emotional.

He wondered if he should send someone to reveal the news to the Zhanghe Palace, no matter what festivals he had in the past, when he became a grandmother, he would always know that there would be a sound.

In fact, whether he sent someone to spread the news or not, the north would have to know sooner or later. Princess Chu is pregnant and does not avoid people, although the situation between the north and the south is stable and peaceful, but after all, they are separated, there are forces in the north that they have infiltrated in the past, and there are also fine works from the north in the south, but the news will be later.

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Concubine Rui paced a little uneasily, and asked Mama Rong: "Pinch the day, it should be almost here, why hasn't there been any news yet?" ”

Mama Rong smiled and said, "Concubine, you are too anxious, the day we count is the beginning of next month, not so fast." ”

"What if it happens early?" Concubine Rui stroked her heart, "I don't know what's going on, I'm always a little uneasy in my heart, I'm afraid something is going to happen." ”

Mama Rong helped her sit down, "Except for the birth of our little son, what else can happen, you put your heart in your stomach, as soon as there is news, it will come immediately." ”

Concubine Rui sighed: "There is a dead knot between me and Rong'er, which cannot be untied easily, but for my grandson, I like it from the bottom of my heart, if I can take a look, even if I close my eyes now, it will be worth it." ”

"It is said that the next generation is pro-generation," Mama Rong said: "This is not false at all, don't say sad words about the concubine, although the north and the south are now divided, but the slave maid thinks that there will be a day when we will meet with the prince, you have to take care of your body, and see the little prince hard." ”

Concubine Rui smiled, "The mourning family is also looking forward to that day, and now the emperor is ...... to the mourning family Forget it, make it like today, even if he still misses the old love, he didn't let me accompany the first emperor. Speaking of which, I can't live with Mian'er, their two brothers, the mourning family is more partial to the emperor, although he is not my own child, but he has been raised in my palace for a few years, and his temper and personality are more likely, Lu'er ......" she said and lowered her voice, "At this time, I still feel that my own child is good, but the mourning family understands too late." ”