Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 750, Xi Delin'er

The patriarch of the Feng clan, the fact that Nan'an Princess was happy with her son was like growing wings, and it spread throughout the surrounding villages during the first month, adding a bit of joy to this uncrowded new year.

And when the news spread outside Qingshui Town, Qin Zhi started to focus on it, and the outside world talked more about Nan'an Wang Xidelin'er.

What they didn't know was that at this time, a marriage decree was being sent to Jianzhou along with the person who was granted the marriage, Princess Ping'an.

Long Yu first sent people to gather troops to prepare to attack Jianzhou, and then temporarily appointed a Princess of Ping'an as Princess Nan'an, and only he could do this.

And this poor Princess Ping'an, I'm afraid he will never be safe in this life!

Qin Zhi only received the news that Long Yu sent Cao Yongxiang to command troops to go south, but he still didn't know that there was an extra princess in the Yu Dynasty.

He had just had a son, and it was the time when the spring breeze was in full swing.

"Luoluo, what's the name of our son?" Qin Zhi's hands holding the child should not be too stiff, as if he was holding a bomb.

At this time, there is still a headache, the bomb has no name yet.

Feng Qingluo lay comfortably in the warm blanket, and immediately rolled her eyes when she heard this.

"You've been thinking about this question for nine months! It's just a name, why have you struggled with it for so long? It couldn't be easier for me to say, just call it a cat or a dog! Don't they say that it's easy to raise a child with a cheap name? ? Let’s learn from the farmers’ names, shall we? How about calling it Goudan?”

Qin Zhi has a dark face. This is his eldest son, maybe he has only one son. If he is really lucky enough to regain the world, this child will inherit the throne in the future. Does it fit?

Take another look at the careless child's mother, forget it, he has to decide the name himself.

With Feng Qingluo's appearance, she only cares about giving birth, not about raising, let alone choosing a name.

Qin Zhi had a heart attack, so he put down the child and went out to find the old Taoist priest.

He picked out a few words, and asked the old Taoist priest to figure out which word was better.

Feng Qingluo looked at his back and hummed. "Man! You have to let him do the work, and you have to pick up all the burdens!"

At this time, Yunyan came in with a bowl of soup, and when she heard this, she asked with a smile, "Now that the patriarch has a son, he doesn't feel sorry for his husband?"

The attitude of the patriarch before was that raising a man was like raising a son.

Now that you have a real son, why don't you want a fake son?
Feng Qingluo pursed her lips, and then took another look at the big fat son lying beside her with his big eyes wide open and not sleeping. "Yunyan, did you notice? This kid doesn't look like Qin Zhi at all."

Yun Yan put down the chicken soup and took a look, then said with a smile, "Maybe it hasn't grown yet? It looks more like a patriarch now."

Feng Qingluo also thinks so.

Qin Zhi belongs to the sharp-edged type, and although she has an oval face, she doesn't look too thin.

"In short, I like my son's appearance the most now!"

Yun Yan let out a "puchi" laugh, "The patriarch is a typical example of having a son and not having a son with his father! This is an act of crossing a river and tearing down bridges!"

Feng Qingluo didn't care what Yunyan said, as soon as she picked up her son, she sat up obediently and drank the soup.

She is in confinement now, and she pours soup and water all day long, afraid that the milk will not be enough, and she will be wronged by this long-awaited child.

After experiencing the initial disappointment, the Feng clan has gradually accepted this child, at worst they persuade the patriarch to have another one!

If the patriarch really doesn't give birth, then he can only hope that the child will grow up, marry a wife and have a daughter, so he still has to be taken good care of.

Well, that being said, the Feng clan doesn't abuse children like that.

Life was not easy in the past, and food was scarce, so I would rather starve myself than raise my children well.Although under the same conditions they do favor boys or girls, but this preference is not that extreme, so Feng Qingluo didn't bother to correct everyone.

Anyway, to her, her son and daughter are her treasures, she likes them all, and treats them fairly, it is definitely a bowl of water.

But Qin Zhi's expectation was right, this child gave birth to a son as he wished, which was unexpected by her.

It is said that sour children are hot girls, but her child is neither sour nor spicy, so no one dares to guess.

Only he has always been sure that this is his son.

Let the son be the son, this is her eldest son, and he will have a heavy burden in the future, so he must be raised well.

Feng Qingluo was drinking soup when Nanny Wang came in again.

Now she has to come in several times a day to make sure that both adults and children are well before she can rest assured.

This is the wife and son on the cusp of the master's heart. If she doesn't care about it during confinement, what else should she care about?It's better to go home early to take care of your life!

In such a poor place as Jianzhou, the master's wings haven't hardened yet, so she has nowhere to go even if she takes care of herself!
It's better to serve the masters well, and when the master's great career is accomplished in the future, she may be able to walk sideways in the world at that time!
Well, exaggerating.

She is a nanny, and she has dedicated her whole life to the royal family, so what kind of life is there for her!
Wang Momo looked at the little master who had grown a lot in just one day, then turned around and asked Feng Qingluo, "Princess, do you really want to find a nanny for the little master?"

Feng Qingluo still shook her head, "Mama, you have asked me about this dozens of times, right? I said I would not find a nanny for the child, so I would not think about it again. Besides, I have a nanny myself, so why bother?" Looking for a nanny?"

For any child of the Feng clan who was not raised by their own milk, even if the milk is not enough, at most they can borrow some from women of the same clan who happen to be breastfeeding, and never think about finding a wet nurse.

Wang Momo didn't understand Feng Qingluo's thoughts. In the palace before, there were so many women in the harem who didn't give birth to a baby and threw it to the nanny to feed it. She took the time to recuperate her body and tried to restore her body to its best condition in the shortest possible time. Go to sleep?

The women in the harem must not only have sons by their side, but also have the emperor's favor to last long, otherwise they may die if they are trampled under their feet.

She took another look at Feng Qingluo's indifferent look, and was worried for her.

Patriarch Feng is still too naive!
The figure of a woman who has given birth is easy to lose shape, what should the master do if he meets a better woman and rejects her?
Wang Momo wanted to persuade her, but she was from the master's side, how could she persuade her?
She was in a hurry, Feng Qingluo had already finished a small bowl of soup, and then lay down comfortably again.

After lying down, I still have to sigh, "It turns out that confinement is so comfortable!"

This is really a princess who has no sense of crisis!

At this moment, Yunyan hugged the baby and gently coaxed him, hoping that he would fall asleep quickly.

This has been playing for nearly half an hour!

Don't newborn babies eat and sleep, and eat after sleeping?Quite a lot of pulling stinky smells are done in sleep.

But this one of theirs is very different, as soon as they come out, they have a very correct idea.

He still has to play for a while after breastfeeding. If you force him to sleep, he will be in a hurry with you.

Feng Qingluo waved at Yunyan, "Come on, put the baby by my side. Don't get used to hugging and coaxing every day before going to sleep, it will be a big headache."

Wang Momo immediately said: "What does that matter? There are so many of us! It won't be tiring to hold each other for a while."

Feng Qingluo...

Come on, this is a desperate pet!
"No, no, no, children should develop a good habit of being independent from an early age, and we should not be pampered just because we are well-off. It is difficult for children raised in this way to take on great responsibilities.

Wang Momo felt that what Feng Qingluo said made sense, she lowered her head in shame.

"What the patriarch said is true, the old slave has written it down."

Feng Qingluo took the child that Yunyan handed over, put him gently beside her, patted the little bag to be coaxed, and sang the lullaby she heard in her previous life.

"Go to sleep, my dear little one..."

Yun Yan had already gone to clean up the dishes, Wang Momo stood there for a while, seeing that Feng Qingluo really didn't need her help, so she went out lightly.

(End of this chapter)