After about a while, the same old woman ran out happily, although she looked tired.
Holding a baby in his arms, he came to everyone with joy and said: "Congratulations to the Emperor, congratulations to the Emperor..."
"The daughter of Empress Dowager Dong is a princess... Look, how beautiful she is!"
With that said, he handed the baby over. When Nan Yanxi heard this, she felt happy and quickly took it with both hands.
Although in this world, men are superior to women, Nan Yanxi, as the head of a country, also needs men to inherit the family business.
But in fact, in his heart, he still prefers to have a daughter.
Now that she got what she wanted, her heart was naturally filled with joy. When she lowered her head and looked down, that pink little face came into view. For a moment, Nan Yanxi almost cried.
I secretly thought to myself that during the bloodbath in Sal Hu, I had already put my life and death aside. How could I have imagined that one day I would be able to do this, rule the world, have wives and concubines, and have children.
The feeling of happiness in my heart arises spontaneously.
Several girls around him also gathered around, anxious to see what this little princess looked like.
"Let me see, let me see..." In the crowd, Nangong Ruoxue pushed her way to the front and looked at the little baby curiously.
Seeing how interested she was, Nan Yanxi smiled mischievously, stretched out her hand and stuffed the doll into her arms.
He said deliberately: "Come on, take a good look at your sister..."
When the other girls around him heard this, they all chuckled and kept cheering.
"Uh..." Nangong Ruoxue, who was holding the baby in her arms, was stunned for a moment when she heard what he said, and then blushed with embarrassment.
He hurriedly spat: "Bah, bah, bah...what sister? We both agreed, she is a sister, not a mother..."
"This is obviously my daughter, the daughter of all of us...hehe..."
Holding the doll in her arms, Nangong Ruoxue loved it so tightly that she stretched out her hand to touch it, but was afraid of poking her.
Nan Yanxi reached out to touch her head and said gently: "Let's go and see your sister Qingyan..."
"Hmm..." Nangong Ruoxue agreed and carried the child into the palace, with everyone following closely behind.
Perhaps because of her strong internal strength and strong martial arts, Mo Qingyan's condition is obviously better than Mo Yunxi's.
Although his face was a little pale, he could still lean on the quilt.
Seeing Nan Yanxi come in, she smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry... It's all my fault for not being able to give you a son."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hearing this, Nan Yanxi quickly waved her hands: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"To tell you the truth, I've always wanted a daughter... Speaking of which, let me tell you, you are so beautiful, our daughter must be one of the best beauties in the world!"
"If you talk nonsense again, I'll spank you!"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Qingyan's slightly pale face turned red instantly, she reached out and hit Nan Yanxi on the shoulder, and said angrily: "You talk nonsense again? In front of so many sisters..."
"Hahaha... what's wrong!" Seeing her shyness, Nan Yanxi smiled evilly and turned to look at the girls: "Ask them, which one of them has not been spanked by me? Huh? Hahaha...
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"Ah! You're disgusting...!" As soon as he said this, all the girls started tearing at him, some pulled his ears, some pulled out his hair, and some pulled at his clothes.
Nan Yanxi opened her hands, closed her eyes happily, and let them play with her. She said proudly: "If someone can do what I do, what do you want from me? Hahaha."
Looking like a douchebag, Ye Zhiyu stretched out his hand to stop everyone, and walked over with a smile: "Yan Xi..."
"Did you forget something?"
"Huh?" Nan Yanxi was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "What's the matter?"
Ye Zhiyu pouted and pointed at the little princess in Gong Ruoxue's arms: "Let's name it... We named Feihong, and we also named Feiyuan."
"You said that as a father, you can't just ignore it...this time, you have to name the child by yourself!"
"If you can't get up, or it doesn't sound good, and Sister Qingyan is not satisfied...then let us sisters spank you."
"It doesn't take much, ten strokes per person is enough...Sisters, can you guys agree?"
"Okay...okay, okay..." As soon as he said this, all the girls agreed, and even Mo Qingyan also cheered.
"You...you guys..." Seeing this, Nan Yanxi instantly lost her temper, wilting like an eggplant beaten by frost.
After careful calculation, Mo Qingyan, Ye Zhiyu, Mo Yunxi, Xiang Ning'er, Ling Yihan, Yang Yuxuan, Li Jingmo, Xiao Li, Li Shuwan, Lu Yingying, Nangong Ruoxue, Ying Yue, Situ Yan, Qimuge
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I have fourteen official women. If one of them spanks me ten times, wouldn’t that be a full one hundred and forty times?
Then do you still want these two delicate buttocks? Just throw them away...
However, as the saying goes, it is hard to disobey the will of the people, so Nan Yanxi, who was well aware of the public outrage, did not dare to refuse.
Shrinking his neck, curling his lips, he sat down on the chair helplessly and began to think hard.
What should I call it... Nan Yanxi held her chin and looked up at her legs, sitting on the chair without caring about the image, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
The girls all chuckled, waiting to see his joke.
After all, it's rare for Nan Yanxi to be embarrassed...
Time passed by, and Nan Yanxi, who was usually full of cleverness and scheming, had a solemn expression on his face.
Sometimes he would sit on a chair and drink tea, sometimes he would stand up and pace back and forth in the room. He would come to the door and look at the moon, then lower his head and look again at the garden full of flowers and green leaves.
What should I call it... At this time, Nan Yanxi was thinking crazily in her heart. The eldest brother was called Feihong and the second child was called Feiyuan.
In that case, Nan Yanxi decided to let her future children have the character "Fei" in the middle of their names.
But what should I call flying?
Just when Nan Yanxi was thinking hard but couldn't figure it out, she accidentally raised her head and looked up into the sky, only to see that half of the moon had just emerged from a cloud.
This suddenly reminded him of a poem written by Han Xi, a poet of the late Tang Dynasty and known as one of the Four Sages of Nan'an, "The moon is like half a ring, and the clouds are like vomiting!"
After thinking for a long time, he suddenly came up with some ideas and turned around and said, "Everyone... you see, the moonscape today is so beautiful. It just so happens that this child is born at this time."
"Originally, I thought that since the eldest and second child both have the word "fei" in their names, the third child might as well be called "fei", but this only restricted my thoughts."
"Everyone, look at the bright moon at this time. It is half hidden behind the clouds. It looks like half a circle, and it also looks like the clouds are spitting out."
"It's really like a moon with half a ring and a cloud with a vomit..."
After saying that, he pointed at Nangong Ruoxue who was holding the baby lovingly. At this time, she was teasing the child with joy.
Miraculously, the baby was only born a short time ago, but he didn't cry or fuss in her arms.
He has big black eyes and giggles from time to time, making him look very likeable.
Nan Yanxi smiled softly: "Look, how well this child and Ruoxue get along... In that case, let's take one of the characters from Ruoxue's name."
"To match today's bright moon scene, let's call her... Yueruo, Nan Yueruo... What do you think?"
After saying this, all the girls were stunned, especially Ye Zhiyu, Xiang Ning'er, Lu Yingying and others who loved to dance and write.
Listening to what he just said, I couldn't help but keep repeating: "The moon is like a half ring, the cloud is like spitting... Hey... it's not bad."
Ye Zhiyu and others on the side couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration. The girls also didn't expect that Nan Yanxi actually asked him to remember a name after holding it in for a long time. It sounded pretty good.
"Nan Yueruo... what a pretty name..." Mo Qingyan leaned comfortably on the quilt, looking tenderly at Nangong Ruoxue and the child in her arms, her happiness beyond words.
"Since our emperor has said so... let's call him Nan Yueruo... it sounds pretty nice..."
After hearing this, all the girls also agreed, and the name of the third child was finally decided.
Seeing them nodding their heads, Nan Yanxi let out a sigh of relief and said to herself, "Mom, I have successfully saved my ass."
It seems that when I have free time, I have to memorize a few more poems. It can really save lives at critical moments.
Nan Yanxi calmed down and looked at the sky outside the door. It was estimated that in half an hour, the white fish belly would appear in the east.
Looking at Mo Qingyan again, she was extremely weak and yawning again and again.
In Mo Yunxi's room opposite, after hearing that Mo Qingyan's mother and son were safe, she also blew out the lights. She must have fallen asleep by now.