"Lord Wang," Jiang Zhen took a step forward and persuaded; "This woman has now ascended the throne as the Khan of the Great Liao State, if I don't take the opportunity to kill her, I am afraid that she will become a confidant of my Daqi in the future."

"Yes, Lord Wang, you were also a concubine in Da Liao before, this matter has always been rooted in the emperor's heart, you killed Nalan this time, it is just like the emperor shows his heart, you can't be reluctant." The deputy general Meng Haidong is a rough man, and he opened his mouth like this, as soon as his words fell, Wan Chongshan looked at him, Meng Haidong's heart froze, and he only retracted his head, not daring to say anything more.

"Lord Wang, Vice General Meng's words are not unreasonable, let" Tang Mingsheng still wanted to persuade again, but before he could finish speaking, Wan Chongshan was already a gesture, so that he had to swallow all the remaining words back.

"I know this by heart, you don't have to say it again." Wan Chongshan's face was calm, and when he said this, everyone had to respectfully claim that it was, and no one dared to say more.

Zhenbei Palace.

When Wanzhongshan came back, it was already the time of the lamp, Qingzhou had just fed the child, and was leaning on the pillow to tease the child.

Wan Chongshan exempted the two of them from the courtesy, he walked to the bed, saw that Qingzhou's complexion was very good, let him look at it, the corners of his lips were a little smile, only leaned down and kissed Qingzhou's cheek.

In front of the forsythia and the nurse, Qingzhou only felt confused, she glanced at him, her cheeks were already oozing a gratifying flush, Wan Chongshan picked up her son from her arms, the child was born prematurely, smaller than ordinary babies, but after these days of careful feeding, the child's small face obviously grew flesh, and the body was even stronger, the soft little body was held in his father's arms, only let Wan Chongshan watch, and his heart was suddenly full of softness.

"How is this kid today, has he ever bothered you?" Wan Chongshan sat down on the edge of the bed with the child in his arms, teasing the child while asking with Qingzhou.

"The child is very well-behaved, he sleeps after feeding, and he is not naughty at all." Qingzhou smiled at the corner of his lips, stretched out his hand and gently stroked his son's little face, his eyes were full of love.

"Yes, Lord Wang, the little prince is well-behaved and cute, he hasn't cried for a day today, and his in-laws are here during the day, and he has always praised our son for being obedient." The nurse smiled and spoke cautiously.

When Wan Chongshan heard this, he gently pinched the tip of his son's nose, maybe he hurt the child, and the little baby frowned in the swaddling clothes, and actually cried with a "wow" sound.

Seeing his son crying, Wan Chongshan was suffocated in his heart, suddenly stood up, and hurriedly coaxed, although the child has been strong recently, but in the end it was born prematurely, the cry was thin and slight, listening to Wan Chongshan's ears, I only felt that my heart was both regretful and distressed, and I couldn't help but coax softly; "Good, it's Daddy's bad, don't cry."

The child was still crying, as if he had been greatly wronged, only crying so that Wan Chongshan was helpless, anxious, and had to send the child back to Qingzhou's arms, Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, hugged his son in the crook of his arm, and gently patted the child's back, Xu smelled the smell of his mother, and the little baby suddenly felt at ease, and it didn't take long for him to stop crying.

Seeing that the child was no longer crying, Wan Chongshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, he stared at the mother in front of him, raised his hand and wiped his forehead, only to realize that it was only a short time to work, and he was sweating all over.

"This kid is really more powerful than the Liao people's iron horse." Wan Chongshan smiled bitterly in his heart, sat back next to Qingzhou's mother and son, and watched his son look at him with a pair of dark eyes, only looking at him with infinite pity, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his son's little face, but he was afraid that his hands would be heavy, and he would hurt the child like Fang Cai, so he had to give up.

Qingzhou wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead for him, pursed his lips and smiled: "Yesterday, Mama Zhu also said that it is a good thing for children to cry, look at your urgency." ”

"As soon as you two cry, my heart is surging and I don't know what to do." Wan Chongshan held the little hand of the light boat, and when he said it, he felt ridiculous.

Qingzhou's heart was soft, and he couldn't help but caress his face, looking at the situation of a family of three, Forsythia and the nurse looked at each other, and withdrew from the house together.

"Heavy Mountain" Qingzhou called him softly.

"Huh?" Wan Chongshan is still looking at his son, but he feels that no matter how he looks, he can't see enough.

"You give the child a name, we can't keep shouting well-behaved." Qingzhou's eyes also fell on the child, full of love for a new mother.

"Our children, how can we take names randomly?" Wan Chongshan heard Qingzhou talk about this, and he opened his mouth; "I thought before, when this kid is full moon, I will invite Mr. Jiang to come and give the child a good name."

"Don't," Qingzhou said to him with soft eyes, looking into his eyes; "You are the father of the child, I don't like the names chosen by others, I just want you to take them."

Hearing Qingzhou say this, Wan Chongshan laughed, he scraped the tip of Qingzhou's nose, and held her and the child in his arms, he pondered for a while before he said; "This kid is too young, and I'm worried that he won't be able to bear it if he chooses a name with all the fanfare."

"Then, it's up to you to get one for him, don't be too delicate, the people say that it is easy to feed by relying on the name." Qingzhou leaned on his shoulder, looking at the child's delicate and lovely little face, but never hoped that he would grow up to be able to govern martial arts, fight on the battlefield with his father, nor did he expect him to be able to ascend to the first place, and glorify his ancestors.

Wan Chongshan tightened her shoulders, he thought for a moment, and then said; "Our son, let's call it Wanli."

"Wanli?" Qingzhou silently recited these two words, and there was a faint incomprehension in the beautiful pupils.

"Well," Wan Chongshan nodded, "taking the meaning of its long journey." ”

Qingzhou's eyes lit up, "It's in "Zhuangzi", Peng Zhi migrated to the south of the world, the water hit three thousand miles, and the one who swayed up was 90,000 miles. ”

"Yes, it's that ten thousand miles." Wan Chongshan hooked his lips slightly and imprinted a kiss on the forehead of the light boat.

"Thousands of miles" Qingzhou laughed and said to the child who was already sleeping in his arms; "Wanli, did you hear me, Daddy named us."

"He's asleep, where can he hear him?" Wan Chongshan smiled softly and said to the light boat; "Okay, I'll take the name, this child's milk name, whatever you like to call it, just call it."

"I just want to call him Xiaobao." The smile on the corner of Qingzhou's lips was sweet and soft, and after saying a word, she lowered her head a little shyly and rested her head in Wanzhongshan's arms.

"Then call Xiaobao," Wan Chongshan patted her on the shoulder and said softly; "He is our sweetheart, Wan Xiaobao, and a good name."

Hearing him say this, Qingzhou's smile became sweeter and sweeter, and she hummed softly, only to feel that at this moment, she was endlessly satisfied.

Wan Chongshan looked at her smile, there was a touch of heat in his dark eyes, he raised Qingzhou's face, and before she could speak, he lowered his head and leaned over to hold her lips. Qingzhou was kissed by him in the clouds, the lingering between his lips and teeth was so beautiful, only to make his heart drunk, until the child in his arms twisted in swaddling clothes, the two came back to their senses, Wan Chongshan let go of Qingzhou's lips, his breathing had become rapid, he looked at the woman in front of him, only attached to Qingzhou's ear, and said in a dumb voice; "You ask Mama tomorrow how long we can have sex together."

As soon as he finished saying this, Qingzhou's face suddenly turned crimson, she lowered her eyelashes, she patted the child's back, and said very softly; "I don't ask."

"Okay, I'll ask Imperial Doctor Chen." Wan Chongshan looked at her blushing face and smiled.

"You are not allowed to ask." Qingzhou got up in a hurry and said angrily at him.

Wan Chongshan couldn't help laughing, slowly tightened her body, he tried his best to suppress the lust in his abdomen, and only whispered a sentence with Qingzhou, Qingzhou listened, he blushed and spat out, Wanzhongshan eyebrows were comfortable, stretched out his arms, and held both mother and son in his arms.

Imperial Palace, Zhaoyang Palace.

"Your Majesty, tomorrow is the full moon ceremony of the little prince of Zhenbei Wangfu, the gift list is here, and the emperor is invited to take a look." Gonggong Cao respectfully presented the gift list in front of Li Yunzhao.

Li Yunzhao didn't look at it, but only said; "No matter how many congratulatory gifts there are, how can they be worthy of the lonely relatives coming to Daoxi."

Hearing this, Father-in-law Cao was shocked and blurted out his debut; "What does the emperor mean, is he going to visit the Zhenbei Palace?"

"Not bad," Li Yunzhao nodded lightly, his gaze was far-reaching, looking out of the hall, word for word; "This is the eldest son of the king of Zhenbei, and a mere gift list is not enough to show Lone's intentions."

"But the emperor," Gonggong Cao still wants to persuade again.

Li Yunzhao made a gesture, only to make him shut his mouth.

"The remnants of Daliao have not been eliminated, and the rivers and mountains of Daqi still have to rely on Wanzhong Mountain, and this cup of full moon wine must be drunk." Li Yunzhao's voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

"The old slave understands." Grandpa Cao leaned over.

"Go and let people prepare the guard of honor, and early tomorrow morning, I will leave the palace and go to the palace in the north of the town."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gonggong Cao didn't dare to say anything more, so he just bowed and retreated.