The door is covered in a false sense.

Emperor Hongwen was waiting outside.

I was anxious, sweet and fanatical, but I couldn't help but feel sad - what should I do?

In the future, I will never have any reason to stay by her side - I will never be able to stay by the side of the bed and not want to leave.

No no no no!

You must never lose such a sweet family life.

Despite such a long time, the pain of abstinence, the passion of pity, and such dear feelings - even if they are suppressed, they must be together.

He thought, for reasons, he would always find them!

Will definitely!

This is the first rule in the world, isn’t it?

The child was full and drunk, and he made a whimpering sound, not crying or laughing, but greeting him in a big way:

Come on, come and hug me!

Emperor Hongwen stepped in quickly.

A small golden dress is almost like a miniature dragon robe. This was designed by Emperor Hongwen according to his own preferences, as if he had longed to wear it like this when he was young that day.

A little hat with a tiger's head and a small sock with bright little tiger's head eyes were all embroidered by Fang Fei.

He was dressed up and showed his spirit.

Emperor Hongwen held his son, "Tell me quickly, Honger is not afraid today."

The baby giggled, as if he was laughing again.

"God, laugh, my son is laughing!"

Fangfei turned her head away, and tears fell like rain.

Emperor Hongwen hugged his son tightly and reached out to comfort her, but she had already walked away.

From now on, if you appear again, you will be the identity of the empress dowager!

Mom, son!

Queen Mother, grandson!

Isn’t fate always a huge irony?

The first edict received by the ministers was that the little prince gave him a residence in Xuanwu Palace.

The ministers were shocked first - their status in Xuanwu Palace is equivalent to that of Pingcheng and the Standing Hall.
Chapter completed!