"Congratulations to Niangniang, congratulations to Niangniang, the prince and princess are safe!" Before I had yet to return from the pain, I saw the midwife, Lai'er, and Ying'er kneeling in front of the bed and congratulating them.

"Mama......" I had only said half a sentence when I heard the sound of the temple door being forcibly kicked open.

As soon as the two nurses washed and packed up the child and hugged it in their arms and walked to the door, they saw the son breaking in, so they were both caught off guard and saluted, "The prince and the princess have greeted Your Majesty!" ”

But Childe waved his hand and skipped the brother and sister, and ran straight to my bedside, I only smiled at him weakly, "It's here." ”

Childe bent over and sat gently in front of the bed, tremblingly took my hand and leaned against his cold face and said, "Li'er, you're fine, nothing else matters." ”

I softly pulled out my hand, carefully wiped the sweat beads from his face, swallowed my saliva and said, "Childe, do you know, I never knew that giving birth would hurt so much. ”

"Then we won't have any more in the future, okay?" Childe grabbed my hand again and leaned down to whisper to me.

"Hmm." I smelled the familiar scent of ambergris on his body, and before I knew it, my eyes were moist.

My hand has been pinched by him for a long time, and there is a faint pain, but even so, it is also happy for me at this moment......

"It's cute, little thing!" Bai Yanzi hugged the child on the side, and he didn't know how long he laughed like no one else.

Childe followed my gaze, and also saw this scene in a blink of an eye, and only raised his steps and shook to Bai Yan, "This is my son, who allowed you to hold it!" ”

"Vinegar jar, are you okay, you can't hug it, besides, it's not your son who I'm hugging, but your daughter!" Seeing Childe behaving like this, Bai Yan deliberately hugged the child tighter in front of him.

"What? That's even worse! Childe said in shock.

"What's not good, I'm your child's father, only a little worse than your vinegar jar." As long as Childe grabbed it, Bai Yan dodged lightly with the child, and even joked and provoked Childe.

"Father? I disagree! Childe was puzzled at first, and then shook his hand sharply.

"It doesn't matter if you agree or not, just agree!" Bai Yan turned around and handed the child into the nurse's arms, and then went to the child's side and put his arm diagonally on the child's shoulder.

The eyes of Childe and Bai Yan fell on me for a while-

"Shuli, tell him!"

"Li'er, really?"

A confident look at the excitement.

An unexpected disbelief.

At this time, I can be said to be in a dilemma, so I had to nod without breaking my word, then turned around and pulled up the quilt to slowly cover my face, and my body subconsciously curled up in.

I secretly saw Bai Yan from the gap in the corner and punched Gongzi in the back, "I'll say it~"

Childe just glanced at him, gasped and said, "Hey~ I really don't know what Li'er thinks, just you?"

Bai Yan only brushed his sleeves, took two steps back leisurely, and said, "Speaking of which, the names of these two children...... Or ......"

When Childe heard this, he said vigilantly, "I have already made up the name matter, so I don't need to bother you." ”

"Tell me about it." Bai Yan turned to stare at Childe and frowned.

“……”

Childe sat at the table with a gloomy look in his eyes, patting his legs and saying nothing.

"Huh? Didn't think about it?" Bai Yan bent down and approached Childe step by step and asked.

“……”

Childe deliberately avoided eye contact with Bai Yan, looked around, and knocked on the table without saying a word.

"You haven't thought about it, then I'll ......" Bai Yan also sat down at the table, pointing to himself while turning his face to his son.

At this time, the son stood abruptly, with a sly smile on his face, "There is an ancient saying: the peach is dying, and it is scorching." ”

"So what?" Bai Yan propped his head on the table and asked disappreciatively.

"So, one is called Mo Yaoyao, and the other is called Mo Qihua." Childe said with a proud look on his face.

Bai Yan took advantage of the fact that the son had not yet made a decision, hurriedly stood up and waved his veto and interjected, "You can't do this, look at me, there are clouds in ancient books: there are bandits and gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as pondering and grinding." There are also clouds: My Fair Lady, Gentleman. One is called Mo Zi Bandit, and the other is called Mo Zi Yao, how about it?"

"It's still good for me!"

"My good, really!"

……

When the two of them were arguing endlessly and it was difficult to decide, I only poked my head out of the quilt silently and said weakly, "It's better to be a childe." ”