"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Seeing Leng Xuanche come in, the people in Fengli Palace knelt down and said.
"No gifts, no gifts!" Leng Xuanche said happily, "Where is Li'er?"
"The princess is too tired and is still asleep." Yinhuan carefully handed the pink and jade-carved baby to Leng Xuanche before saying, "Your Majesty, please take a look at the little prince and princess first."
Taking the child from Yinhuan's hand, Leng Xuanche smiled from ear to ear. He looked at this one and teased that one. It wasn't until the person on the bed made a sound that Leng Xuanche came back from the joy of being a father.
God came, "How are you, Li'er?"
"I'm fine." Shui Ruoli's voice at this time was soft and waxy, making people want to eat her in one bite.
"Thank you for your hard work, little Li'er. Look at our baby." Looking at Shui Ruoli dotingly, Leng Xuanche put the two babies next to Shui Ruoli and said, "Look, our children are just like you."
pretty!"
"Haha, I want to be as handsome as Che." A mother's smile appeared on Shui Ruoli's beautiful face. She looked at the men and children around her and couldn't help but smile: she had gained infinite happiness in her limited life.
, no matter how difficult and difficult it is, in the end... she will still be happy forever, right?
"Li'er, what are you thinking about?" Looking at Shui Ruoli's charming smile, Leng Xuanche asked,
"It's nothing..." Shui Ruoli shook her head. She gently touched Leng Xuanche's face, "I just suddenly felt that it's great to meet you in this life..."
"Haha." Leng Xuanche smiled knowingly. He held Shui Ruoli's hand tightly. How could he not know the meaning of his words? It's just that... he had the same idea as her, and she would be with her in this life.
It is the happiest thing around me.
The next day, Leng Xuanche named the little prince Leng Jinxuan in the court and named him the prince; he named the little princess Leng Jinrao and named her Princess Raoyi.
——Time flies, three years later——
"Hahahaha..." A burst of cheerful laughter came from the imperial garden. Shui Ruoli sat lazily on a soft chair and looked at Leng Jinxuan and Leng Jinrao who were having fun not far away. She would laugh from time to time
He also told the palace maids and eunuchs on the side not to let them fall.
At this time, Yinhuan came in with several maids. She ordered the people behind her to put down the cakes, then walked to Shui Ruoli and said: "Princess, the emperor, the prince and several princes will be here soon. I
I was afraid that Xuan'er and the others would be hungry, so I prepared a few snacks first."
Shui Ruoli nodded, looking at Yinhuan who was now pregnant with Liujia, she couldn't help scolding: "Why are you preparing these things yourself when you are almost a mother? Just let them come in the future. Sit down and rest."
Rest, if you have fetal gas, An Mo will blame me again!"
Before Yinhuan could speak, two small figures threw themselves into her arms: "Aunt Huan, Xuan'errao'er is hungry~~"
"Rao'er, why don't you get off your aunt quickly? The mother will be angry if she hurts the baby in your aunt's belly." Shui Ruoli threatened Leng Jinrao in front of her with a smile.
"Rao'er, what's wrong?" As soon as he walked into the imperial garden, Leng Xuanche saw the little brother and sister Leng Jinrao and Leng Jinxuan running towards him angrily.
"The queen bullied Xuan'er~" This time it was Leng Jinxuan who cried.
Pinching Leng Jinxuan's little nose, Leng Xuanche said, "It must be your misbehavior that made the queen mother angry, right?"
"That's not true!" Leng Jinxuan clenched his fist, and then he saw An Mo following Leng Xuanche and pounced on him: "Uncle Mo, Xuan'er didn't make the queen mother angry!"
"Haha, okay, let's go have some snacks, okay?" An Mo picked up Leng Jinxuan and said to him.
"Yes." Nodding vigorously, Leng Jinxuan and Leng Jinrao were taken aside by An Mo and Yin Huan and began to feast.
Leng Xuanche walked up to Shui Ruoli and hugged her waist. He smiled and looked at Leng Jinxuan and Leng Jinrao over there. He couldn't help but say to the person in his arms: "Xiao Li'er, I love you."