Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 484 It's up to you, father and son

  The Queen Mother rambled on and said that Grandma Song also felt sorry for her granddaughter from the bottom of her heart.

   was soon persuaded by the queen mother, it is better than the granddaughter to work hard at night to breastfeed,

   The girl is good, and my in-laws also said that the nanny is carefully selected and can't lose the nutrition of the great-grandchildren.

   Two old people went to see their great-grandchildren,

  Song Qing followed and looked over to the screen, but it took a while to withdraw his eyes, but he was still reluctant.

   Thinking that Lan Tuanzi might get closer to the nanny in the future, his heart felt sour,

   "Master Huo Shi, what do you think my son will do if he doesn't get along with my mother in the future? Why don't you carry him over and feed me? I think I'm much better."

  Nangong Yu sat back on the edge of the bed, took advantage of the gap between the corners of the quilt and bent over to his ears, with a **** hoarse voice, "Isn't it enough for Qingqing to have me?"

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   How could Song Qing not understand the deep meaning of these words, and looked at the man who was kissing his lips with inexhaustible words,

   Nangong Yu withdrew and left, and Song Qing met the doctor girl's ambiguous and concerned eyes when she was dying.

   Immediately embarrassed, he twitched the corners of his mouth and smirked. He was accustomed to want to reach out and poke Nangong Yu's waist as punishment.

  But I don’t really want to move because I’m afraid that if I accidentally move too much, it will hurt my scalp and make my scalp numb, so I can only give up,

   "The king of a country, his face is thicker than the walls of our Kyoto city."

  Nangong Yu smiled disapprovingly and kissed his fingertips, "I named the child, Changying, whether you like it or not, if you don't like it, we can change it."

  Song Qing's teary mole is raised, what does it mean to change it if she likes it or not? However, he still asked subconsciously, "Long win? Which one wins? Whoever wins or loses wins?"

   "No, Ying of the surname Ying."

  Nangong Yu replied calmly and did not intend to hide it from his wife. Both of them had gone to another world and received more than nine years of compulsory education.

Since    is the surname of Ying, it is not difficult to guess the reason. After all, whether in the 23rd century in another world or in Dayuan,

The word   ying rarely appears in the public eye. The most common one is the king of Qin, Yingzheng, who unified the six kingdoms.

  Song Qing was very helpless, "So it's not enough for you to learn from him to rule the world, and you want our son to learn from him in the future?"

   "Don't Qingqing like to stand on a high place and overlook all beings?"

   Such an answer immediately made Song Qing speechless. It is true that she has such a bad habit since she became a great stick.

  I wanted to refute a few words, but when the doctor came over to them, she took back what she said and compromised,

   "Okay, then my hobby of being aloof is up to you, father and son, to help me realize it."

  Long win, let’s win, if I remember correctly, the word “win” is the same as the word “win”, which means victory.

   In the future, Lord Huo Shi will raise troops to attack other countries. The name Lan Tuanzi has a good meaning, but it also needs to be a nickname. What is better?

   "Your Majesty." The doctor girl came over at this time, and after seeing the emperor's Yuguang look over, she continued,

   "After a while, if Niang Niang feels better, you can help Niang Niang get out of bed and walk around slowly, so that Niang Niang's body will recover better.

   It will be a little painful to walk around, but it is all reasonable, and the lady can take it one step at a time. "

   These last few sentences were addressed to Song Qing.

  Song Qing nodded, she knew that, she had read the maternity handbook she read in another world,

   I just gave birth and I am still a little confused. I didn't think of feeding Lan Tuanzi, but now I have a few words with Master Huo Shi, and my mind is much clearer.

   But it still hurts,

   I didn't listen to what Nangong Yu and the doctor girl said, but turned to look behind the two carved screens,

   Remembering that the little guy just stretched his neck to stick to himself, bursts of warmth arose in his heart, and the corners of his mouth turned up, it was worth it.

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   wink, the sun goes down,

  The whole Kyoto city is very lively, not for anything else but because of the emperor list posted in the center of Shili Long Street in the afternoon,

  The streets and alleys are bustling with people coming and going, people, you and I relish every sentence,

   "Hey, have you heard that the Empress is still a little prince after giving birth!"

   The young man who was having dinner with the sea bowl at the end walked to the place where there were many people at the opposite door, and the people here were talking about this,

   "I heard it, I heard it, I happened to be drinking with a friend who came to Beijing to visit at the opposite restaurant when the emperor list was posted, and I saw it as soon as I opened my eyes."

   "Fuck you, you can see it as soon as you open your eyes. Do you think you have the ability to see clairvoyance? It's almost the same as what you heard." Someone broke the stage.

   A small alley burst into laughter for a while,

   "But the Empress was born in a short period of time. Seeing that the little prince is very healthy, it is written on the imperial list.

   If you don’t say that the empress, Niangniang, auspicious people have their own celestial appearance, they are different from us ordinary people.

  My aunt was born without a full moon back then. The baby was born a small one. It took my aunt and uncle to raise the baby for several months. "

   said the young man with the sea bowl, the middle-aged man across from him laughed,

   "What's so strange about this, the old imperial physicians in the palace are serving the Queen's concubine,

   Besides, which one from the imperial pantry is not a good thing, which one thousand-year-old ginseng and one-hundred-year-old dried tangerine peel is not close to the empress?

  The emperor also favored the empress, and the little prince deserved his share, there was no comparison. "

   "That's true too." The young man said with a grin, listening to a few middle-aged men say while eating,

   Thinking about eating early and going back early to work hard, seeing that my boss is not too young, I should have a baby with my wife.

  How to put aside for the time being outside the palace,

  In the Queen's Fengming Palace, the child Nangong Changying, who just came out of her mother's belly, has already slept in the cradle of pear wood.

  Yuaner took a group of palace staff to sort out the side hall. Looking back, she saw that the nanny and the nanny lived here, and the little prince also lived here at night.

   First, Song Qing has not recovered yet, and secondly, she is not good at taking care of children as a mother.

   At that time, I will make a mess of things, and I will feel the most distressed when I feel wronged. Besides, since I decided to let the wet nurse feed me,

   It's not good to let the nanny come to the bedroom to sleep outside. It's really inconvenient to do this.

   In the past three years, the children have woken up at least three times at night without the war with Dongchen, and Nangong Yu, who has been tossing about state affairs, doesn't have to sleep.

   Not to mention it is in the side hall, separated by a wall,

   During the day, Song Qing would accompany the little guy to take care of him, and it wasn't that he didn't have that condition.

   It has been several hours since the birth, Song Qing has already got out of bed and walked slowly by herself.

  Nangong Yu came back early in the morning and never left again, holding his wife's slender wrist,

   tried to get Song Qing to put all his weight on his arms and follow step by step,

  Song Qing's heart was moved, and Yu Guang inadvertently swept to the outside gold silk nanmu table for the memorial,

   sighed and glanced at the cot again, then stretched out his hand and pushed the man who was not far from him and said in a low voice,

   "You don't need to help me, I can go by myself. You go and check a few books, otherwise there will be more tomorrow."

   There are still 2,000, tomorrow will be issued, tomorrow will be 6,000, ah, I do not believe what I say, I am a sinner.

   (end of this chapter)