Flourishing age's Medical concubine

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrow, "burning the flowers? The peach is young, burning the flowers? Jingshao... Beautiful spring? Are you sure?"

Wei Junmo nodded and thought for a long time. He didn't take some names with more momentum or higher expectations, but after thinking for a long time, he still thought these two names were very good.

Nangong Mo doesn't object. Compared with Wei Junmo, she is really named waste. After thinking about it, he said, "well, the daughter's nickname is Yaoyao, and the son... It's Ann." anyway, Wei Junmo means to hope that the two babies are plain and happy, right? In fact, Nangong Mo prefers to name his son Lele, but... Just think about it.

Mr. Wei didn't think there was any problem with his wife's nickname, so the husband and wife happily decided the nickname and nickname of the two babies in the delivery room. I forgot that there were a group of waiting elders outside. As for the good wish of his Highness the king of Yan to name himself, he can only wait for the baby to choose words for him when he grows up in the future. "Princess, childe." Qu Lianxing came in from the outside, covered her lips and said with a smile, "the prince, Princess and princess are still waiting to see the little childe and young lady." so you two asked someone to send the child out for everyone to see first. In fact, she also wants to see the two little masters. You know, just looking at the faces of Prince Wei and Princess Xingcheng, you can imagine how excellent the two little masters will be.

However, the reality is cruel. So when Qu Lianxing came over, he only saw two sleeping little monkeys.

"Er, princess, childe, can we take the little master out first? The prince and princess are still waiting." Qu Lianxing laughed.

Nangong Mo nodded with a smile and said, "go, be careful not to let the child catch cold."

Qu Lianxing stretched out her hand and took it back. She looked at the steady woman next to her and said, "you'd better hold it." the soft little master looked terrible.

The two stable women quickly and carefully picked up the child and followed Qu Lianxing towards the door. Soon I heard Xiao qianjiong's cheers outside, and there was a faint voice of people trying to report the child first. Nangong Mo lay back comfortably and touched his head: "did you forget something?"

Wei Junmo stretched out his hand, put her hand back into the quilt, covered it, and calmly said, "it's useless. Have a good rest."

"Really?" Nangong Mo wondered. He always felt that he had forgotten something.

"Sleep. Mother cooked porridge, but Xiange said you had to have a rest before you could eat." Wei Junmo said. Nangong Mo had no choice but to close his eyes. Although I didn't sleep before, looking at the baby seems to be sleepless. But now I closed my eyes, but sleepiness gradually came up and tossed down all day. In fact, I was still very tired.

"Well, I'll sleep first. Look at the baby. Don't let them scare the baby. They're so noisy."

"OK, go to sleep."

"HMM... I remember." Nangong Mo said vaguely, "remember to tell your uncle and master that we... Have named the baby... No, no change..."

"OK."

The room gradually quieted down. Wei Junmo sat by the bed and looked at her quiet face. The glittering light in her purple eyes was flowing, deep and bright. Wei Junmo leaned over, stroked her beautiful face and whispered, "flawless, thank you."

Thank you for the baby you gave me.

Thank you for your willingness to spend your life with me.

Thank you for letting me meet you.

The flower hall not far from the bedroom was full of joy. Princess Changping happily held the baby in her arms and looked at the one in the hands of Childe Xiange. She asked, "is this... Is this a girl or a boy?" Qu Lianxing covered her lips and said with a smile: "princess, the childe holding the design of Kirin and the girl embroidered with the design of crane."

Princess Changping saw that she was holding a little girl in her hand. Although I sleep with my eyes closed and my little face is still red, I still can't put it down. Look at the grandson in the hands of master Xiange. Princess Changping only feels particularly satisfied.

Young master Xiange happily held the baby in his hand and said, "it's a boy?" he turned to see the baby in Princess Changping's arms. When the boy grows up, he must have a virtue with Wei Junmo, and his kiss younger martial sister is the most lovely.

In fact... No matter who the two babies look like, they must be very beautiful.

The old man saw the right time and robbed the baby directly from him while the string song childe broke up. Young master Xiange can't rob the martial uncle, but he is the martial uncle who teaches his own medical skills, and there is Shifu eyeing him.

Xiao qianjiong looked over there, looked over here, and finally came up to Princess Changping decisively, "aunt, this is my little niece. It's so... Cute..."

Princess Changping didn't know what he was thinking. She smiled and said, "all the children just born are like this. They will be beautiful in a few days."

With Xiao qianjiong as an example, everyone followed around. The sleeping baby was a little uncomfortable by the onlookers. She held her mouth and hummed twice. Princess Changping hurriedly drove people away, patted her granddaughter's swaddling clothes lovingly, and gently hummed to coax her.

"Cough. Changping, let the third brother have a look at the children." the king of Yan finally coughed a little. It's not that he loves girls more and doesn't like boys, but that he knows that even if he speaks, the third brother over there may not let him go. Anyway, there are both men and women. Hold what you can hold first.

Princess Changping nodded and carefully put the baby into the hands of King Yan. It's amazing that the king of Yan is not strange to holding children, which makes the three brothers of the Xiao family flash a strange year in their mind. Did my father often hold us? The picture is so beautiful that they dare not think more.

The king of Yan also noticed the strange eyes of the people and explained, "I have held fourteen younger brothers and seven younger sisters before."

Well, I haven't seen it in the summer at that time, and his highness King Yan is not the prince. It's probably that he took care of any younger brother or sister.

The king of Yan looked down at the little girl in his arms no matter what they thought. The little eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the little mouth smashed it occasionally. I slept very sweet. Yan Wang couldn't help but stretch out a finger to touch the baby's little hand. It was soft and tender, which made people feel soft. The Yan king always had a gentle smile on his face.

In the hall, Zhu Chuyu frowned slightly at the appearance of the Yan King holding the child. The king of Yan paid too much attention to the two children, not to mention the girl in his hand. The daughter of Xiao Qianchi in King Yan's house is almost two years old. Don't mention holding it. I'm afraid King Yan hasn't seen it several times.

The king of Yan held the baby and looked at Princess Changping and asked, "how did you discuss the names of the two children?"