The black belly prince falls from the sky and the cute concubine

Chapter 780 [Baby] Give Me a Baby (2)
Han Xiran looked at his daughter with a satisfied smile, "But who else remembers?"

Xia Ling scratched his head, looked at Han Xiran and said, "I just remember my mother's..."

Han Xiran nodded and asked, "No one remembers? Well, I have a task for everyone today. After you go back today, ask your parents what is their birthday. I will conduct random checks tomorrow."

"Yes, Taifu." The students answered neatly.

Han Xiran packed up his textbooks and said to the students, "It's getting late, get out of class is over."

Han Ningxue went home with Han Xiran after class, and the students around her also left the school one after another. Only Xia Ling stood there sullenly, thinking, why did he never hold a birthday party every year? Remember Father's birthday?

Counting the days, it seems that not too long has passed, but I can't remember which day it was.

He walked out of the school alone, Tsing Yi seemed to be waiting for him outside the door, saw him coming out, went up and asked, "Your Highness, why don't you go?"

Xia Ling glanced at the very cute little Tsing Yi, and replied, "I forgot my father's birthday..."

"Then go back and ask the emperor or the empress." Tsing Yi blinked her eyes, not understanding why Xia Ling was struggling, "I don't remember either."

"But my father holds a birthday every year, and it seems that my mother reminds me every year." He scratched his head in shame as he spoke, "Every year, my father remembers my birthday, and he will hold a banquet for me... "

Tsing Yi was also silent, because just like what Xia Ling said, her parents also loved her very much, although they were working beside the emperor and empress, they couldn't stay by her side all the time.

But seeing Xia Ling's unhappy look, Tsing Yi pulled his clothes and smiled, "It's okay, I don't remember it now, just remember it later."

Xia Ling smiled, tugged Tsing Yi's braid, "Understood, let's go, go back."

Tsing Yi pulled back her braid in pain, and cursed, "You keep pulling my hair, and you tore it all out."

"It's good to lose it all, hahaha, become a little old woman..." Xia Ling smiled triumphantly, the two chatted and laughed, and left the school in a small way.

Behind him, Han Xiran just brought Han Ningxue out of his small office. Hearing the conversation between Tsing Yi and Xia Ling, he nodded in satisfaction, "Your Highness is indeed a smart child."

She is as smart and cute as Shangguan Qing'er when she was a child.

"Daddy, is Xue'er smart?" Han Ningxue raised her head and looked at Han Xiran with a smile.

Han Xiran lowered his head, pinched her nose, and said with a smile, "Of course my little princess is smart."

"Hee hee, daddy is the smartest." Han Ningxue smiled with satisfaction. The father and daughter held hands, one big and one small, and slowly left the palace.

On a winter afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the warm sunlight came in from the window. Shangguan Qing'er moved the imperial concubine couch and sat by the window, lying on the soft couch to bask in the sun, lazily like a cat.

In her arms lay a little furry thing wearing fox fur. The two of them were covered with brocade quilts, sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, Xia Ling, who was dressed in white fox fur, ran in from the door. Seeing how close his mother and younger sister were, he immediately became a little jealous.

It feels like after my younger sister was born, my mother only loves my younger sister, and my mother rarely takes a nap with him like this.

So, a gleam flashed across his handsome and immature face, he untied the fox fur on his body, and climbed onto Shangguan Qing'er's bed.

The small couch was originally for sleeping alone, and Shangguan Qing'er was relatively thin, so it didn't look crowded with his daughter.Now Xia Ling is squeezed between Shangguan Qing'er and Xia Xuan, a gust of cold air pours in from outside the quilt, the cold Shangguan Qing'er opened his eyes dissatisfied, looked at his son's aggrieved face, and asked, "Little Ling, why did you come to sleep here with your mother?"

"Mother just hugged my younger sister to sleep, and she hasn't slept with Xiao Ling for a long time." Xia Ling protested aggrievedly with her little mouth puckered.

Shangguan smiled lightly, squeezed Xia Ling's face, and said, "You are so old, how can you always sleep with mother?"

"Xiao Ling is still a child, and wants to sleep with mother." Xia Ling opened his arms to embrace Shangguan Qing'er, leaning into her soft embrace, and said, "Mother is so warm, hee hee..."

Shangguan Qing'er shook her head helplessly, seeing her son's happy smiling face, she couldn't bear to push him away, so she got up and said, "Okay, be careful, don't push my sister down, let's go to bed and sleep."

Xia Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, mother is the best."

Shangguan Qing'er nodded his nose, picked up his sleeping daughter, and the three of them went to sleep on the bed.

The spacious big bed was more than enough for the three of them to lie down. Shangguan Qing'er's daughter was placed inside, and Xia Ling lay beside her next to Shangguan Qing'er, greedily enjoying the warmth of her mother's embrace.

Outside the window, goose-feather-like snowflakes fluttered. Xia Jinhan came back with an oil-paper umbrella, intending to watch the snow with Shangguan Qinger, but found that the three of them, mother and child, were sound asleep.

Looking amusedly at the three lazy cats on the bed, he suddenly realized that it seemed that he hadn't been so close to his children for a long time.

He took off his coat, hugged the sleeping Xia Ling inside, lay down outside by himself, and hugged Shangguan Qing'er in his arms.

The familiar embrace made Shangguan Qing'er instinctively rely on her. She turned around and leaned against Xia Jinhan's embrace. She muttered softly, "Han, you're back."

This girl, dare she think it's night?

Forget it, Xia Jinhan nodded, kissed the corner of her mouth, "Well, go to sleep."

Shangguan Qing'er rubbed against his arms, decisively forgot about the two children next to him, leaned against Xia Jinhan, and fell asleep beautifully.

Outside the window, snowflakes fell one after another, and soon spread a thin layer on the ground. The cold air hit, making people shiver.In the room, the four members of Xia Jinhan's family were sleeping beautifully in the afternoon, and the family loved each other tightly, feeling extremely warm.

Time passed like running water, the son and daughter grew up day by day, and the days of Shangguan Qing'er and Xia Jinhan became happier and sweeter.

Murong Lian was still unmarried, and Liu Fangfang chased him for another five years.

This year, Liu Fangfang was 20 years old, she was still a girl, and she still didn't get Muronglian's change of heart.

This year, Murong Lian was 30 years old, and she was the supreme emperor of the Feixue Kingdom, with one person below and above ten thousand, and everyone respected her.Under his rule, the weather in Feixue country is smooth, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the comprehensive national strength is increasing day by day.However, he was still alone, and he seemed to have no intention of marrying a wife and having children.

This year, Xia Ling was eight years old and Xia Xuan was four years old. Xia Jinhan and Shangguan Qing'er handed over Xia Guo to Xia Jinxuan and Xia Ling, and then went to Fog Valley. This stay lasted for half a year.

(End of this chapter)