Madam is a Superstar

Sun, Sun Sun?

The Queen Mother took the child, not to mention how rare it was. After hearing this, she was stunned for a moment and said that it was a lie.

From the moment I found out that Xiao Qingqing was pregnant, I was sure that she would be a lovely granddaughter in the future.

My son and daughter-in-law are also fans of dumplings and talking about dumplings all day long. How come they have become grandsons in the blink of an eye?

How could Po Wen know what was going on? She smiled and said nice words, untied a corner of the swaddling clothes and showed it to the Queen Mother.

It's the little prince. Queen Mother, look at how happy our little prince of Dayuan is!

Hmph~

A small group of children lay in the blue swaddling clothes, with eyes as clear as obsidian open.

When Wen Po made such a move, she immediately pursed her lips, and if she wanted to cry, she snorted softly to show her dissatisfaction.

The sun was not shining brightly at noon in April, and there was still wind. The Queen Mother felt distressed and quickly tucked up the baby and coaxed her vigorously.

Oh, oh, oh, grandma's sweet grandson doesn't want to do it anymore. Is she cold? Oh, don't look. Grandma will pull it up for you.

In-laws, I’ve just told you, what we Qingqing gave birth to is really a boy. Come on, in-laws, you can hug me too.

Look how good this child is! Look how beautiful his eyes are. He is much prettier than Ayu when he was first born.

Grandma Song looked at her great-grandson who was neither crying nor fussing but looking at her with bright black eyes and pursed her lips. My dream is accurate. If you don't believe me, the bad girl will be stubborn with me.

As he spoke, he carefully touched his great-grandson's soft little hands, not daring to use force, for fear that he would have rough-skinned hands used to doing farm work.

While scratching my great-grandchildren, I didn’t forget to turn around and take care of my wife who was standing stupidly and my grandson-in-law beside me.

Old man, what are you doing there? Why don't you keep talking about it? Come and have a look. Take a look at our Ayu and our girl's children.

Ayu, come here too. You are the father of the child. Come here and hug the child. Look at how well-behaved the child is. He doesn't cry or make trouble.

Grandpa Song hid and hid the treasured cigarette stick that he had kept with him for decades. He only dared to step forward after smelling that there was no more cigarette smell on his body.

Seeing how happy the little baby was, Grandma Song refused to hold the baby when she brought it over.

No, no, the smell of cigarette smoke on my body is not good for the child. The baby is still young. I can just stand and look at it. Just look at it.

Several old people were smiling happily around the child. Nangong Yu had already asked Po Wen about the situation in the delivery room.

After learning that Song Qing was fine, she calmed down a little. She raised her feet to enter the delivery room, but was stopped by Wen Po with open hands. Her narrow phoenix eyes narrowed in displeasure.

Your Majesty, your Majesty, before the women came out, I specifically asked you not to go in now. You have to wait until Miss Yuan'er comes out and calls you.

When the emperor looked at her like this, Wen Po was so frightened that she stuttered. She retracted her hand and subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing that her son was quite satisfied, the Queen Mother took her eyes away from the newly minted face of her good-looking grandson, and went over to pull him over.

The Ai family will go in and see little Qingqing for you first. You can hold the child for a while, and then think carefully about what name to give to the Ai family's grandson.

Although the in-laws dreamed that the baby in Xiao Qingqing's belly was a boy, she guessed that the young couple didn't take it to heart.

Pity her good grandson. She doesn't even have a name now. It's not that she doesn't like female dolls. It's just selfish.

I still think it’s better to have a male baby born with one baby. In the future, the female baby will have an older brother to feel pain.

Secondly, it can save a lot of trouble by letting the ministers see who will be the successor to Emperor Ayu's throne.

In-laws, please wait.

Grandma Song quickly stopped and carefully handed the child to her grandson-in-law, Come on, Ayu, hold her in your arms. I'll go in and see the girl too.

The two veterans held hands and entered the delivery room with Mrs. Wen one after another. With the sound of the door opening and closing,

It was considered to be completely cut off from Nangong Yu's sight. Except for the faint smell of blood, he could not see anything else.

Meow meow meow-~!

Dark clouds kept walking around Nangong Yu's feet. Why are you so tall with your big pig's hooves?

Squat down quickly, squat down quickly, let me see the little cub born by the beautiful mistress.

Wu Yun's sound finally drew Nangong Yu's attention back from the delivery room door, and he lowered his eyes.

The dark, deep eyes met the dark, clear eyes of the infant child, who was ignorant of the world. The little guy was very well-behaved.

Except for the first period of crying after her mother came out of her belly, she always kept her eyes open and looked around.

Even though everything was blurry when I was born, I was still curious about the world.

But at this moment, he was staring at his father, as if he could feel his father looking at him too.

The children were neither making any noise nor Nangong Yu was watching silently. For a while, the father and son stared at each other under the attention of the people around them.

Ayu, would you like to give the child a name?

Finally, Grandpa Song spoke up to break the silence. From the bottom of his heart, he understood his grandson-in-law's current reaction. If the old woman...

well,

Not to mention, he and his old wife have no children, and the girl has a child. Now the girl has a child of her own.

Hmph~

The little kid wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket hummed in unison, and waved his little hand in a formal manner.

His soft, short fingers moved and he took the initiative to greet his father with a milky voice.

Nangong Yu's expression softened, and his handsome and divine face was even better than the frost melting away. No one saw the stiffness of the emperor's arms holding the child.

The emperor looked at the infant prince, opened his lips and said steadily, I'll call you Chang Ying, okay?

What does the newborn child know? He yawned cutely at his father and started eating his hands in a daze.

It's good to be a long-term winner.

Grandpa Song had a hard time in those days. He went to elementary school for several years and didn’t know a few Chinese characters. He only thought that what his grandson-in-law said was win or lose.

Thinking that there was a war in the frontier, the grandson-in-law gave the child this name as a good meaning, and nodded happily.

The emperor did not speak;

The imperial doctors did not dare to come forward to take a look. They stood a few steps away and stared eagerly, feeling surprised in their hearts.

Logically speaking, the Queen Mother was born prematurely for more than a month, so the little prince should be a little weak.

It's just that when they looked at them from a distance, the little prince didn't look like those premature children.

It's really strange. Besides, the Queen's belly has been getting bigger. Could it be...

Some imperial doctors realized it later, and some imperial doctors had known it for a long time, but they all knew it and rotted in their stomachs.

The emperor said that the prince's age is that month. As long as the prince is of the emperor's blood, it will be fine.

Those who were in the palace saw what happened to the emperor and the priests, and when they saw the emperor dismissing the harem for the priests and then favoring them again and again,

This matter definitely didn't go away. As for the other things, they are not things that ministers like them should know.

Just keep the rules and do your job well. No one wants to lose their head early.

“Meow meow meow——~”

Seeing that the big pig's hooves and the little cub were playing with each other, the dark clouds were spinning anxiously, but they didn't dare to scream too loud for fear of scaring the little master:

No, it would be better if I let this cat Kangkang's little cub.