"Why don't you take a name for it? I've heard that a simple milk name for a child can ward off a lot of bad spirits and make it easier to live. ”

Mu Ling thought about it, and the names of the two children naturally came according to the rules of the royal family. All kinds of greetings, ranking and other procedures will be done until after the age of three or four. Before this, the general princes and princesses were called by ranking, and few were given names.

Although he knew that Liang Chu was not ordinary to their children, Mu Ling didn't want to deliberately use this to embarrass him at this time.

"Simple milk name?" Liang Chu looked down at her, didn't know what he thought, and suddenly laughed, "I've heard that people always take some milk names like 'Ergouzi', so that they can make a living." ”

Mu Ling snorted and laughed when he heard this, he really couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pinch his ears angrily: "You are a good place to learn, it is better to call a little grass and a little flower to come conveniently!" ”

"If Ah Ling loves to call it like that, it's okay."

is a typical daughter-in-law who doesn't care about her children, Mu Ling was really helpless when she heard it. Fortunately, she has nothing to do these days, and she has already thought of the nicknames of her two children.

The two joked for a while, and Mu Ling told him his thoughts: "My son was very domineering when he was born, but I am afraid that this is with your temperament, if you will not feel so sorry for your sister in the future, it is a headache, I have to take the word 'Qian' and press him." ”

The word 'modesty' means modesty and courtesy, and Mu Ling really hopes that his son can become a gentle and modest son.

It's just that in Liang Chuxin's heart, this son is destined to inherit his position. Such a future is quite inconsistent with this word. But since this is what Mu Ling thought, it is also good to be able to use this word to suppress the anger when he was born.

Thinking like this, Liang Chu felt very good, and nodded approvingly: "What about my daughter?" ”

"She was born with a loss of roots, and in the future, I just wish her to be healthy and happy, but I thought of the word 'happiness' for her. In the future, if you give her a title, it will be good to use peace and well-being. ”

Mu Ling tilted his head to look at him, with some worry and some longing in his eyes.

Compared with her son, Mu Ling loves her daughter more. I don't know if it's a defect at birth, my daughter is always well-behaved and clever, but even the crying sound is as small as a mosquito, which makes people feel distressed when they hear it.

Liang Chu had no opinion on these, so he nodded and agreed.

The name of the princess and princess does not need to be disclosed, but since these are mentioned, Liang Chu also began to prepare for the name and canonization of the princess and princess.

After another half a month, the atmosphere of this winter day will become stronger and stronger.

It had begun to snow some time ago, but the plum blossoms in the plum garden were still a little worse, so Mu Ling could only look forward to it.

Liang Yan went to the border again and secretly took over Ruan Fan's army, probably because of Mu Qing's sacrifice, which made Liang Yan feel very uncomfortable, and drove the Ruma people out of the border of Daliang in one go.

This winter, when the snow fell, the good news at the border also returned.

Ran Tangqing's life was lost in the hands of the Ruma people, and Liang Chu would not easily let Ruma go. In the face of the Ruma's request for peace again, Liang Chu refused to allow it, and only asked Liang Yan to station the army at the border and let him quietly return to Beijing.

Mu Qing is about to enter the imperial mausoleum.

By the end of November, Mu Ling would be able to come out and walk around.

Fortunately, the nurses and maids of the harem are very dedicated, and the food is the best, although Le'er still looks a little thin, but fortunately, her spirit is not bad, and she is teased by Mu Ling every time she wakes up, and she grins.

With such a spirit, Mu Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The child is a little older, and Mu Ling's body is much better, and many times he takes care of himself.

On this day, I made some pastries with nothing to do, thinking that Liang Chu was busy with the border, and he never came back for lunch, and he didn't know if he had eaten anything in the imperial study, and he might still be hungry at this time.

Seeing that Le'er was sleeping well, Mu Ling packed all the pastries in a food box, asked Cui Yan to bring her a fox fur cloak and put it on, and then instructed Shiqin to look at Le'er and Qian'er, and prepare to go out.

When he walked to the front hall, Shiqin suddenly came out with swaddling clothes in his arms: "Niangniang, the little prince is awake, and he is making a fuss at this time!" ”

Qian'er in the swaddling clothes danced with her hands, her eyes widened, and after catching Mu Ling, she laughed happily, raised her two hands and rubbed forward vigorously.

It's just that the child doesn't have much strength in the end, and even if he wants to go forward at this time, he can't move half a point, but it looks very funny.

"I can see you're restless!"

Mu Ling reluctantly tapped his nose between his fingers, and his fingers were immediately caught, and Qian'er took her fingers and couldn't wait to send them to her mouth.

This action caused everyone to laugh immediately, and Mu Ling was also very helpless: "This is not food!" ”

He rescued his fingers and reached out to hold the person in his arms: "Why are you hungry?" ”

The child naturally won't answer her, he still looks very happy, and he looks very clinging to her motherhood. Mu Ling looked at it for a while, then looked up and asked Shiqin, "When has Qian'er been breastfeeding?" ”

"Hui Niangniang, the nurse just fed the former nurse with a stick of incense, and she fell asleep after breastfeeding."

"If you're full, how can you still be so abrasive." Mu Ling was helpless, but his eyes were full of doting.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the food box carried by the waiter, and the pastries in it were still hot, if it was delayed any longer, I was afraid that it would not work again.

Thinking like this, Mu Ling motioned to Shiqin to come over and hug the child: "Carry him back first and coax him, and the palace will come to the imperial study after a trip." ”

Shiqin answered, stretched out his hand to pick up the child, but he didn't want Qian'er to be a ghost, such a young child seemed to know something, Shiqin began to cry as soon as he got close.

In this posture, where is there a little bit of the image of a humble son.

Mu Ling looked at it helplessly: "You are a person who will make trouble, don't be like this when you grow up." ”

I joked a few words with Qian'er, and I didn't care if he understood it or not. Mu Ling raised his head: "Le'er is still asleep now?" ”

"The little princess slept very sweetly, and I am afraid it will take a while before she gets up."

"Well, if she wakes up and cries, you will take it to the apse and be with the little boy, the two children are always a little fresh."

Mu Ling nodded, turned around and ordered the palace maid to take a big cloak, wrap Qian'er firmly again, and then go out with her in person.