It's difficult to raise buns

The birth of the two children made the whole Yuhan full of vitality. Many ministers wrote to praise that the queen was favored by God, and the emperor worked hard to govern, which was blessed by God and sent Longfeng Xiangrui to praise the king.

Duanmu Lingyu is very satisfied with the knowledge of the ministers. After all, he made it clear and implied that there was no waste. Only Wu Ping and Wei Xi looked at the minister with a stiff smile and didn't know what to think. They still hold a lot of evidence of guilt in their hands. Do they dare not say good words? Once they violate the emperor's will and make the emperor dissatisfied, I'm afraid the next is their death. They are not so unscathed. While regretting alone, these ministers are also very afraid, because the emperor knows their affairs too well. Sometimes what they said last night can go to the emperor's case early the next morning. This makes many people restrain their thoughts and concentrate on doing their work, hoping to be appreciated by the emperor.

This is also the result of Duanmu Lingyu's hard work to guide in recent years. As a seven-foot man, if they can reach a high position and show their ambitions with their own efforts, they will not have so much intention to focus on their own harem.

In the Feiyu Pavilion, the door of the room is tightly closed, but the room is particularly clear and cleaned very carefully. Leqi commanded the maid to carefully enter the hall with all kinds of meals, and her footsteps were extremely light, and even her breathing was deliberately restrained.

At this time, Mu Qingya was half lying **, with two identical babys next to her body, which were the dragon and phoenix twins that attracted the attention of Yu Han.

Mu Qingya looked up at Leqi and said funnyly, "When did you become a thief and do things so carefully?"

Le Qi stretched out his neck and looked at the two children of **. Seeing that they were sleeping sweetly with their eyes closed, he was relieved: "Miss, you don't know that the little princess and little Her Royal Highness are very delicate. If the maidservant quarrels with the princess and Her Royal Highness, I'm afraid the emperor will pull the maidservant out and kill them."

What Leqi said was evil, and Mu Qingya listened helplessly. At the insistence of Duanmu Lingyu, now everyone mentioned that the two children put the little princess in the front.

"Once they fall asleep, they are very sweet. How can they wake up with a little movement? By the way, does the emperor go down to court at this time?" In usual, Duanmu Lingyu had already come here, but today she had breakfast, but there was no movement, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

As soon as the words fell, I heard the door of the hall being pushed open. Lingyu, dressed in bright yellow clothes, came in, washed his hands outside, changed his coat, and walked in. He waved his hand to let Leqi and others go down: "As soon as I came in, I heard Qingya talking about me, which really made me very happy."

Mu Qingya glanced at him and ignored it, but smiled on her lips. After giving birth, she heard Le Qi describe the scene of the day of production. Unexpectedly, Duanmu Lingyu would be scared to pale. Speaking of which, he seemed to be soft when he came in.

Seeing Qingya ignore her, Duanmu Lingyu didn't mind. She sat by the bed and looked carefully at her daughter who had been looking forward to it for ten months, with a satisfied smile on her face: "My little princess, how did you eat today? Did you sleep well? If the slave doesn't serve well, you have to tell your father that he will definitely help you vent his anger and pull those people out and cut them all down.

Mu Qingya's eyes widened slightly and frowned: "Is there anyone like you? Hasn't the baby been raised by you as the demon king of the world?

"How can my daughter be the devil of the world? The real daughter is definitely the most noble princess.

"Her identity is noble, but according to your method of raising, won't your daughter lift the whole Yuhan to the sky?"

"What's wrong with this? My princess likes it, and I will give her the whole Yuhan." Duanmu Lingyu said that he was satisfied, and the smile on his face was even more incomprehensible.

Mu Qingya was choken for a moment and frowned. She didn't know what to say. At this time, the little princess woke up. I don't know if it was because she woke up and saw a big face in front of her. She opened her mouth and cried softly. Duanmu Lingyu immediately panicked: "Qingya, she cried!"

Mu Qingya was shocked by his sudden raised voice. After hearing what he said, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "Isn't it enough for you to coax him?"

Duanmu Lingyu's face tightened, and his eyes looked more solemn than when he competed for power. His whole handsome face was a little twisted: "My little princess, don't cry. I'll ask someone to get it for you immediately."

The little princess who couldn't be comforted suddenly cried more and more. Duanmu Lingyu stretched out her hand to hug her, but when she touched her soft cotton-like body, she suddenly stopped: "Qingya, take a look, I'm rough-footed. What should I do if I hurt her?"

Mu Qingya looked at him weakly, reached out and picked up the little princess, put it in her arms and shook it slightly, and soon made the little princess stop crying: "Ling Yu, have you figured out the names of the two children?"

"Name?" Duanmu Lingyu paused and pointed to the little prince and said, "I have already decided, Qingya, according to the order of generations. This boy's name should have the word brocade. I named Duanmu Jinchen. It is the most appropriate for him to inherit my position in the future.

Mu Qingya nodded: "Duanmu Jinchen, it's a good name. What about the little princess?"

Duanmu Lingyu looked much more solemn: "The little princess is my daughter. Naturally, I have to choose the best name. I think a few of them don't think it is very suitable, so I decided to discuss this matter with the ministers tomorrow morning to see what they can do."

"Discuss with the courtiers?" Mu Qingya smiled, "Are you going to ask the minister to name the little princess?"

"How can that work? Naturally, I will choose my daughter's name.

"That's it. In this case, it's not appropriate for you to put this matter in the court."

Duanmu Lingyu nodded repeatedly when she heard this. That's the truth. Naturally, his daughter can't let others refer to it casually, even her name doesn't work.

Mu Qingya smiled and said, "In fact, there is no need to take a good name. As a princess, she doesn't have to bear too many responsibilities. I just hope she is safe and happy. It's better to take the word 'Ning He' and hope she will be safe and happy."

"Ning He...Ning He... The name is good. It's good to take it as a title. However, my princess should have a nickname. Only you and I can call this name. Um... What should I call it? My little princess... Um... Why not be called Baoer!"

"Okay, whatever you say is fine."

The two children seemed to feel their parents around, so they slept very sweetly. Mu Qingya looked at her son who was sleeping stupidly beside her and felt powerless. The stupid son didn't know that he had been rejected by his father.

Duanmu Lingyu felt that time passed quickly. He went to see the child every day and felt that the child changed day by day. With the arrival of the full moon, Mu Qingya's confinement is finally finished. On this day, as soon as she finished cleaning and combing, Duanmu Lingyu strode in: "Qingya, how is my baby?"

"Okay, I just finished eating milk, and I'm playing there at this time."

Duanmu Lingyu looked at the bedside and happened to see Mu Anzhi lying by the bedside, holding his daughter's little feet in his hand to play. Seeing this scene, Duanmu Lingyu felt bad. How could the boy actually be unrespectful to my daughter? How could this be tolerated?

He came forward and grabbed Mu Anzhi's collar and carried him aside: "You boy, can you touch Baoer's feet casually?"

Mu Anzhi struggled with his legs: "The emperor's brother-in-law let go. Anzhi wants to play with the emperor's niece."

"Go, go away. If you want to play, go and accompany Duanmu Jinchen. That boy is not on the side. Hurry up and touch his feet."

Mu Anzhi twisted his head and snorted slightly: "That stinky boy doesn't have the emperor's niece at all. Anzhi doesn't want to play with him. Emperor's brother-in-law, get out of the way. Bao'er just played well with me, and she laughed."

Duanmu Lingyu frowned more, and only felt that the sense of crisis all over his body had risen. Baoer was her treasure, and she was taken advantage of. Anzhi still learned too little recently. It seems that he needs to ask the masters to add more courses.

When waiting for Mu Anzhi to become a general guarding Yuhan, every time he recalled this time, he always felt a chill from head to toe. This is the darkest time in his life. It was also the cruel study of this period that laid a solid foundation for him to become the guardian god of war of Yuhan in one fell swoop. That's this The foundation-laying process is not very good.

Mu Qingyale watched the fight between the two, and she watched a lot of such disputes. After dressing up, he wrapped the baby, picked up Baoer and put it next to Chen'er, and patted the two to sleep.

They will have some toss later, and it's better to sleep quickly now. After a while, the two children slowly closed their eyes. Duanmu Lingyu and Mu Anzhi tacitly stopped arguing for fear of disturbing the two children.

"Your Majesty, the full moon banquet is about to begin. Go to Chengqian Hall quickly."

"Well, okay."

Duanmu Lingyu didn't let the maid come forward. He bent down and picked up the little princess Baoer, which looked particularly skillful. In this month, he had exercised this skill a lot.

When Wenwu of the Manchu Dynasty saw the appearance of a doll in the emperor's arms, they were stunned, and the experience of this day was even more unforgettable for their lives.