The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao held the child in his hands and arranged everything in an orderly manner. Then he hesitated and asked, "Has she... given this child a name?"

Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "The girl has never given the little prince a name."

Mo Xiao pursed his lips and fell silent for a moment.

Chun Sheng said cautiously: "Perhaps it was left to His Majesty to name it?"

Mo Xiao smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly.

If possible, Lu Jiuqing would definitely take this child far away, and would not have anything to do with him at all, and there would be no special naming for him.

This is because...she is not in good health, maybe because she didn't have time, or maybe because she thought that she was about to die, so she left this right to him, so that she could be closer to this child in the future.

Mo Xiao raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "Did she have anything else to say?"

Chunsheng said honestly: "The girl said, please treat the little prince kindly because of your past kindness. She does not ask for the little prince to be rich and powerful, but only wants him to be safe and smooth. If your majesty doesn't want to see him in the future, just , let the little prince be raised by Princess Chen Yuan."

After Chunsheng finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look into Mo Xiao's eyes.

Everyone knows how much His Majesty attaches importance to this child, but it seems that only Miss Lu does not know.

Chun Sheng didn't know what happened, but thinking about it, it wasn't very pleasant.

Mo Xiao's expression was indeed very ugly, turning blue and white in turns, both sad and angry, and in the end only a deep feeling of powerlessness remained.

He really scared her last time, which made her so disappointed in herself. She would rather believe in Chen Yuan, an outsider, than in herself, the biological father, who would treat this child well.

He knew that he couldn't blame Lu Jiuqing, all of this was his own fault. But even so, he still felt very heartbroken.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, and said softly: "I understand."

Seeing that he was holding the child and not letting go, Chun Sheng couldn't help but whisper: "Your Majesty, your injury... let's take care of it."

Mo Xiao's expression didn't change at all: "It's okay."

Chunsheng: "But, your blood dropped on the little prince's swaddling clothes. Besides, if you do this... I'm afraid it will scare the little prince."

Mo Xiao pursed his lips and looked at the little prince who was playing with his hands: Is that possible? Will he be scared by me? It doesn't look like he would be scared.

But Mo Xiao finally listened and said calmly: "Then let's get Dr. Xuan."

Not long after, Dr. Xiaoliang hurried in carrying a medicine box.

Yes, since His Majesty ascended the throne, he, as a chicken and dog, also ascended to heaven, and now works in Taiyuan Hospital.

On the way here, the newly promoted Doctor Liang was thinking that His Majesty would collapse after working hard all day long, so he would have to prescribe some tranquilizing medicine to let His Majesty have a good sleep.

But when he entered the main hall and saw the emperor sitting on the dragon chair with a child in his arms, Doctor Liang's legs gave way and he knelt at the door with a plop.

No matter whether it was the emperor's bloody head or which of the children the emperor was holding, it was enough to make Dr. Liang out of his body.

Chunsheng pulled Dr. Liang up and raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with the imperial doctor?"

Doctor Liang trembled twice and said tremblingly: "It's okay, I, my legs are just a little weak."

Of course Chunsheng knew why he was like this. He suppressed a smile in his heart and carried Imperial Physician Liang forward, not forgetting to remind him: "Then you have to stand firm, don't fall down again."