After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

I was stunned for a while.

When Abao came to her senses, Zhang Lanheng was already standing in front of her with the child.

Zhang Lanheng bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings to the Sixth Miss."

“No need to be polite.” A Bao was shocked and said, “He just called you… Daddy?”

Zhang Lanheng lowered his head to look at the child who was hugging his legs tightly with both hands. Although the child was still a little timid, his eyes were dark and bright, and he was much more cheerful than a few months ago.

"This child and I get along very well."

"Half a month ago, I informed my grandmother and adopted this child as my adopted son."

Looking at Abao, Zhang Lanheng carefully measured the situation, "Grandmother has already started to select an auspicious date to open the Zhang family ancestral temple and record this child in the family tree as the heir of the minister."

A Bao became more and more shocked.

She was not surprised to adopt a child.

But they actually opened the ancestral temple and asked for the family tree?

Aristocratic families value bloodline the most, and the Zhang family of Donghai is even more so. How did Zhang Lanheng convince both Old Master Zhang and Old Madam Zhang to agree to him adopting a child as his heir?

Will the child be harmed if he enters Zhang’s house in the future?

In front of the child, Abao did not say much for fear of hurting the child's feelings.

She calmed herself down, suppressed all doubts, and said with a smile: "In this case, when you set an auspicious date, you must let me know and I will come to congratulate you in person."

In fact, Zhang Lanheng understood Abao's confusion.

The child was present and he just chuckled and expressed gratitude in return.

"It is an honor to have the Sixth Miss come to our humble home."

When I entered the tea room in the bamboo building, I saw the desk filled with copybooks and half-written papers.

A Bao picked up one of them at random, and the handwriting was as blurry as dog's crawling.

Zhang Lanheng explained: "Before lunch, I was teaching the children calligraphy."

A Bao suddenly realized and picked up a few more out of curiosity.

But when I picked up the papers again, I found that in addition to some simple and easy-to-understand surnames commonly used in calligraphy practice, there were also some characters with very complex strokes.

Jue, Lin, Heng, Jing, Yu, Pu, and many other words containing jade.

Such graceful handwriting cannot be written by a child.

A Bao seemed to realize something: "Is this the name that Master Zhang plans to give the child?"

"If this child is included in the family tree, he will be of the Jade generation." Zhang Lanheng looked at the child gently, and the child clung to his sleeves tightly. "I have thought about it, but I am hesitant and can't make a decision. How about asking the Sixth Miss to decide?"

"Me?" Po was quite surprised.

She spread the paper again, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote down the few words Zhang Lanheng had prepared.

Jing, the brilliance of jade;

Heng means jade worn on the pendant, which is rare and precious;

Pu, uncut jade, pure and innocent...

In addition, jue, lin, and 瓈 are all characters that mean beauty like jade.

After some thought, A Bao felt the same as Zhang Lanheng, and was also hesitant.

There was a long silence, and suddenly, Abao waved to the child.

"Child, come to your sister."

Upon hearing this, the child who had been hiding beside Zhang Lanheng immediately ran to Abao happily, stretched out his little hand to grab the corner of Abao's sleeve, and blinked his bright black eyes.

"What's the matter, Sister Tangyuan?"

"Let's draw lots." Po smiled and pinched the child's cheeks. "You are very lucky, kid. God must have given you the most beautiful name."

As he spoke, A Bao looked at Zhang Lanheng, "Does Master Zhang agree?"

Zhang Lanheng said, "Sixth Miss's suggestion is very good."

Since everyone agreed, Po quickly folded the paper ball and threw it into the bamboo basket.

Zhang Lanheng shook the bamboo basket desperately.

Then, he handed it to the child, and Po encouraged him gently.

"Quick, pick one."

The child picked it obediently and handed it to Po.

As Po held the child in his arms, he excitedly opened the paper ball and said, "Yes! Jing!"

The child tightly grasped the paper with the word "Jing" written on it, looked at it carefully, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Tangyuan, what does it mean?"

"Jing, the brilliance of jade." Po said with a smile.

Zhang Lanheng also said gently: "It has a good meaning."

Xuanyuan Fengran next to him had a very indifferent expression.

Just now, Abao bit the tip of the pen, looking troubled and lost in thought. He thought, if he and Abao had a child, she would definitely consider the child's name in the same way.

Gentle and soft, like the god he worships devoutly.

Those facts that he had deliberately ignored came back to his mind.

Abao likes children very much.

As the Lord of Great Revelation, she needs heirs even more.

This matter has become an inner demon that Xuanyuan Fengran cannot get rid of.