After Princess Jiaming gave birth to her son, Qin Xiaoxiao visited her twice. The mother and son were well taken care of, and she could feel Princess Jiaming's satisfaction from her words. This was probably the happiest day for her after her parents died.

Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't think of anything important that Princess Jiaming had to do, so she hurriedly sent someone to find her.

In the main courtyard of Liang Mansion, the maids and nurses serving the mother and son were all standing outside the courtyard, saying something strangely. When they saw Qin Xiaoxiao coming over, they all shut up and bowed, saying respectfully that the princess was waiting for her in the house.

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Seeing this, Qin Xiaoxiao asked Mingyue and others to wait outside. She came to the house alone and saw Princess Jiaming sitting on the bed holding her child. She felt tight and quickly walked forward and sat down on Princess Jiaming's bed.

Next to the host: "Auntie, I'm here."

After that, she looked at the child and felt relieved when she saw that the little guy's face was rosy and he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

"Smile..." Princess Jiaming slowly raised her head, her eyes were red. It was obvious that she had been crying for a long time, and even her voice became hoarse.

"Auntie, what's going on? Are you angry because the people in the house are not good at serving you?" Qin Xiaoxiao's expression changed, mistakenly thinking that Liang Xu had done something unforgivable and let Princess Jiaming know about it, but

She couldn't tell her directly, so she took advantage of the people in the house.

"Fusheng, it's Fusheng!" Princess Jiaming's eyes flashed with tears, and she grabbed her hand and said eagerly: "It's Fusheng who's back, Fusheng's back!"

Qin Xiaoxiao, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, was frightened. He held her hand and comforted her: "Auntie, don't be anxious. Let's talk slowly. Don't be anxious. I'm here to listen."

Seeing that she didn't understand, Princess Jiaming broke away from her and put the child on the bed. She started to untie the child with trembling hands and said: "Sheng'er is a blessed student. Sheng'er is a blessed student. It was a blessed student who was reincarnated into my arms and became the daughter of Ah Xu and me."

child!"

Qin Xiaoxiao looked at her in surprise, not understanding why she thought so. She almost suspected that Princess Jiaming missed Fusheng so much that she had hallucinations. She suppressed the worry in her heart and said nothing, and pulled the quilt to cover her.

The lower body of the child to prevent him from catching cold.

At this time, the child woke up, opened his eyes and "looked" at Princess Jiaming. His pink little mouth moved, but he did not cry because he was woken up. He looked very well-behaved.

A child who is only ten days old cannot recognize people with his eyes yet, but his sense of smell and hearing are enough for him to identify the person in front of him.

Princess Jiaming met the child's eyes, her expression became as gentle as water, and there were more tears in her eyes. She carefully unwrapped the quilt, exposed his left hand, stretched out her index finger and touched it gently: "Sheng'er

, would you like to spread your palms and let your cousin take a look?"

When Qin Xiaoxiao heard this, he immediately thought of something and stared at the little guy's hand closely.

Most babies' hands are clenched into fists, and they will subconsciously grab things that touch them. At this moment, the little guy's little hand opened up and grabbed the mother's index finger, and even wanted to shake it twice. But the strength was too weak.

, but couldn't shake it.

"Xiaoxiao, look here, he is Fusheng, and Sheng'er is Fusheng!" Princess Jiaming gently held the child's fingers, letting his palm be clearly revealed in front of Qin Xiaoxiao's eyes.

In the little guy's red palm, there is clearly a dark red cinnabar mole, which is almost exactly the same as the position of the cinnabar mole in the palm of Fu Sheng's left palm.

"Auntie, this, this..." The guess in her heart was confirmed. Qin Xiaoxiao looked at Princess Jiaming in disbelief. She was not sure whether this was a coincidence or whether Fu Sheng and Princess Jiaming's fate as mother and son was not over yet and they were reincarnated into her belly again.

Continue this mother-son relationship.

"Smile, Sheng'er is Fusheng. Fusheng really came to me!" Princess Jiaming hugged her son tightly and burst into tears again with excitement: "I dreamed of Fusheng the day before I gave birth to Sheng'er. He

He said he was coming to find me, but look, he is really here!"

At first, she thought that she would dream at night because she was thinking day and night. After the child was born, she did not confirm it. Until Sheng'er peed just now, she personally changed Sheng'er's diaper and accidentally touched Sheng'er's left hand.

Then I discovered the cinnabar mole on his palm.

The moment she saw the cinnabar mole, Princess Jiaming hugged Sheng'er and cried and laughed. She frightened the maids and nurses, thinking that she had suddenly gone mad. They all shouted to find a doctor and to go to a hospital outside the city.

Looking for the master in the camp.

It wasn't until Princess Jiaming regained her composure for a moment and sent someone to find Qin Xiaoxiao at the Princess Protector's Mansion that they breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Xiaoxiao almost did not hesitate and followed Princess Jiaming's words and said: "Auntie, it turns out that Fusheng has never left you. He knew that you had been grieving for him all these years before he was reincarnated and became your child again!"

Whether it is a coincidence or fact, now my aunt thinks that Sheng'er is the reincarnation of Fusheng, so the guilt and regret that Fusheng brought to her will gradually disappear because of Sheng'er. This is a good thing for her, and she will not do it in front of her.

Make other assumptions.

"Xiaoxiao, do you also think that Sheng'er is Fusheng?" Princess Jiaming was surprised and happy. Although she had already determined that this was a fact, even Qin Xiaoxiao, an insider, thought so, so she would no longer doubt it.

Qin Xiaoxiao's expression became gentle, and she gently shook the little guy's hand: "My aunt and uncle got pregnant two months after they got married. During the ten-month pregnancy, Sheng'er was as well-behaved as Fusheng. Now,

There is also an identical cinnabar mole on the palm of my hand, all the coincidences are enough to prove it."

Princess Jiaming burst into tears of joy and tenderly approached the child's face: "Sheng'er, Fusheng, thank you, mother, thank you..."

Thank you for still being willing to be my mother’s child. Thank you for being willing to give your mother a chance to make up for your regrets. Your mother will love you, protect you, and let you grow up safely and worry-free... And your father, he will love you as much as your mother does.

…

Qin Xiaoxiao looked at the mother and son with a smile and silently blessed them.

After having lunch with Princess Jiaming, Qin Xiaoxiao thought of taking Momo to the Xu Mansion to apologize, so she said goodbye to Princess Jiaming and returned to the mansion.

Momo saw that her mother had come back so quickly and seemed to be in a good mood, so she immediately seized the opportunity to act coquettishly in front of her: "Mom, after you left, I memorized Mr. Xin's new teaching lessons and wrote two pages of large characters,

Isn’t it awesome?”

As soon as he raised his little butt, Qin Xiaoxiao knew what he wanted to do, and said with a faint smile: "It's very good, and it proves that the teacher taught me well, so you have to apologize to the teacher later."

Momo's little face suddenly collapsed and she was about to cry: "Mom, can you, can you go tomorrow? It's already very late today. Sir, sir, maybe he went out to drink tea and is not in the house."

Just now he was pretending to be good, just to escape the fate of going to the Xu Mansion. Unexpectedly, not only did he not escape, but the matter of changing his husband would also be completely lost.

"It doesn't matter if you're not here, just kneel at the gate obediently until Mr. comes back." Qin Xiaoxiao didn't give the little guy any chance to shirk, and spat out cruel words without mercy.

Momo opened his mouth and wanted to cry. Under his mother's glare, he burped and held it in, and said aggrievedly: "Mom, you must have picked me up!"

Qin Xiaoxiao poked his forehead: "Don't do this to me. Even if I pick someone up, I will pick up someone who is obedient and obedient. Why would I pick up an unfilial son like you who can make me angry to death at any time?"

He screamed silently, hugged her thigh and howled: "Mom, just do it, give me another husband. As long as you change your husband, I will be obedient and never make you angry again!"

Qin Xiaoxiao patted his little head and said lovingly: "It's okay, Mr. You will punish you if you are naughty. If it doesn't work, I will complain to your father, and your father will teach you a lesson."

I choked silently, turned my back to my mother, and cried in my heart, not to mention how sad I was. Now I really suspected that I was a child picked up by my parents.

Nao Nao came to him and whispered: "Brother, I will be in front of my husband in a while. Just admit your mistake and my husband will not argue with you."

Momo still believed in his brother, and asked as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Is there any way you can help me find a new husband?"

Nao Nao had more petty thoughts than his brother, so he naturally had a solution, but he would not tell his brother, so he shook his head.

Silently disbelieving, he raised his still somewhat red and swollen left hand to show pity: "Brother, if my husband beats you to death, you won't have a brother."

Nao Nao comforted him: "It doesn't matter, you were beaten to death by your husband, and my mother just gave me a new brother who is well-behaved and obedient."

Qin Xiaoxiao stared, never expecting his youngest son to be so cruel.

Mo Mo couldn't stand it anymore after being stabbed so hard by his younger brother. He cried out "Wow" and it was worse than the slap on his palm that morning.

No matter how reluctant the little guy was, he was still forced to go to the Xu Mansion. The moment he stepped into the gate of the Xu Mansion, his short legs began to weaken. When he walked to the main hall and heard the sir's voice, he knelt down with a "pop"

It hurt so much that he burst into tears.

Qin Xiaoxiao, who was greeting Xu Ze at the side, was startled. Looking at her eldest son who was crying bitterly, she praised him for his knowledge in her heart, but felt sorry for his knees. She resisted not lifting him up and said something to her.

Xu Ze stopped and said with a smile: "This bastard is so shameless. Just let him kneel for a while longer to remember. Don't feel sorry for him."

Listening silently, I cried even more sadly: "Uuuu, I know I was wrong, sir, sir..." Just don't punish me, okay?

He didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, for fear of getting slapped by his husband again.

Mrs. Xu was still feeling very distressed. Without saying a word, she came over and picked up the crying little guy who was out of breath and coaxed her: "Good boy, you can do a lot to improve by recognizing your mistakes. Your husband has forgiven you, so stop crying."

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Qin Xiaoxiao glanced at Xu Ze and said hurriedly: "Master's wife, this kid is too naughty. He will be punished severely if he deserves it. Don't spoil him!"

Momo became more and more sad, and secretly looked at the gentleman's face. Seeing that there was no smile on his face at all, he was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground.
Chapter completed!