When the villain was spoiled by the author of salted fish

Chapter 61 The Finale
"Your Majesty, this is the delivery room, you can't go in..."

The woman's shrill cry was mixed with the flustered voices of the nuns, which disturbed Chen Yan.He ignored it, at this moment, he only had Shen Qirou's safety in his heart.

He was in the morning court, and when he heard the news that Shen Qirou was in labor, he immediately ended the morning court, rushing here in a hurry, and his breath was still somewhat disordered.

Chen Yan walked to Shen Qirou's side in two or three steps, and held her hand tightly. "Don't be afraid, Rourou, I'm always here."

"Having a baby is so hard, we're never going to do it again."

Shen Qirou only felt that his whole body was in the light, no longer hazy.She felt so painful that she was about to leave this world.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations to the Queen, you are a little prince."

Wen Po was about to hand the child to Chen Yan, but he didn't even look at it, and just waved his hand to make people back off.He hugged Shen Qirou tightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Rourou, are you okay?"

Shen Qirou felt a little powerless, her heart felt warm. "Chenyan, I'm fine, I'm fine...don't worry..." Before the word hit the ground, the person passed out first.

"Come on!"

Chen Yan immediately called the medical officer, but fortunately Shen Qirou was just overworked and was fine.Only then did he realize that he had just had a son.

two months later.

Chen Yan looked at Shen Qirou who was sitting across from him with her head bowed and holding the child, with a bitter look on her face.

Why not a little princess...

Compared with a son, he wanted a daughter carved in powder and jade.

However, speaking of it, the son is not bad.When his son has the ability to succeed to the throne, he will take Shen Qirou to travel around the world, let go of the throne, and spend his life in style.

The child on the opposite side seemed to have some kind of telepathy with Chen Yan, so he burst into tears, and Shen Qirou coaxed him down.She glared at the ill-intentioned Chen Yan viciously, "What are you thinking, you scared the child."

After finally putting her son to sleep, Shen Qirou breathed a sigh of relief.

She has always disliked the noise of children, but after all, this is a piece of flesh that fell from her body, and she can only coax her at critical moments.Fortunately, this son is no longer a wrinkled mess when he was just born, but after two months, he can faintly see a handsome appearance, which is completely the combination of Chen Yan and Shen Qirou.

I don't know how many people I will harm when I grow up.

Chen Yan wrapped her arms around her waist from behind and rested her chin on her shoulder. "Rourou, should we do something serious?"

Shen Qirou knew what he was talking about, and smiled lightly, "Didn't you say that there will be no more births in the future?"

Chen Yan was really flustered.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qirou turned around and bent her lips, "Actually, I also want a daughter."

With love here, how could she die.

It was hard for him and her to join hands for a lifetime, so how could they make a mistake in such a matter.

Chen Yan was slightly taken aback, but a little timid. "Otherwise, forget it." He saw Shen Qirou's heart-piercing pain that day, and wished to bear it instead of her, and how could he be willing to let the treasure in his heart go through such pain again.

Later, Shen Qirou thought of Chen Yan's affection now, and wished to kick him in the face twice.

At that time, he was holding his daughter in his arms and smiling joyfully, like a big fool, there was no trace of the passion that loved to kill at the beginning.

The two sons stood in front of her eagerly, reciting poems.

Yes, the second child is twins.According to Chen Yan's words, the arrival of the second son was a complete accident.However, with her daughter around, everything is not a problem.He was only worried that when this son was in Shen Qirou's womb, he would rob his obedient daughter of her nutrition.

A gentle room, a peaceful life.

May there be a minister every year, so that I can live up to this life.

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(End of this chapter)