Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

"Murong Hao, why do you use the characters Chen and Ning?" Lin Yunxi, now nestled in Murong Hao's arms, asked him softly.

"The original meaning of the word Chen is treasure, treasure, and it means nobility and wealth. The word "Chen" also means tolerance, optimism, and open-mindedness; while the word "Ning" means delicate, honest, and full of vitality. Our daughter should be as energetic as her mother, with balanced development in all aspects. .”

Murong Hao simply explained the reason why he used these two words. He held her hair that was wet with sweat and kissed her forehead regardless of the presence of others. He really felt sorry for her.

"Murong Hao, the outsiders are all still here." Lin Yunxi became shy at first.

"A mother is still ashamed?" He hugged her tightly. He would not want her to have children in the future. He was so frightened just now. Fortunately, he rushed back, otherwise he didn't know what would have happened.

"You should go out first. The emperor and the empress were at our Prince's Mansion last night to accompany the childbirth, and they should be waiting outside now." Lin Yunxi remembered that the empress was still outside, and it was inconvenient for him to see Po Wen cleaning herself up.

"Okay, I'll be back soon. You have a good rest." He kissed her on the forehead again before gently laying her down on the bed.

"Senior Nangong, please take good care of Xi'er and replenish her body with tonics." Murong Hao got off the bed and looked at Nangong Xue and ordered.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will take good care of the Crown Princess." Nangong Xue agreed.

"Ah."

Murong Hao came out of the delivery room and saw his father and mother holding two little guys outside, smiling happily.

"My son, I have met my father, the emperor, and my mother, the queen." Murong Hao saluted.

"Well, you even entered the delivery room?" Murong Yuan glanced at Murong Hao.

"Xi'er needs sons and ministers." Murong Hao just said these simple words. He was not afraid that his father would blame him.

"Fortunately, you came back in time." Murong Yuan and Queen Rong didn't sleep well last night. They kept asking Eunuch Li to inquire about Dongyuan. When they heard that Lin Yunxi was unable to give birth, the two of them were nervous all night.

"Thank you, Father." Murong Hao was very grateful to his father for allowing him to rush back from Lan Ancient City.

"Come, let's take a look at your two children. Have you got any names?"

Murong Yuan knew by looking at his dusty face that he had rushed back quickly and didn't say anything else to him.

"Get up, the boy's name is Murong Chen, and the girl's name is Murong Ning." Murong Hao said respectfully.

"Murong Chen? Murong Ning? Well, not bad." Murong Yuan nodded with satisfaction. Not only could this son lead troops to fight, he was also very good at writing.

Queen Rong was helpless when she heard the serious conversation between father and son on such a festive day.

"Hao'er, you see, Xiao Chen'er looks a lot like you, and Xiao Ning'er looks like Yun Xi." Queen Rong held Xiao Ning'er in her hands, her eyebrows and eyebrows creasing with laughter.

"Well, they are two naughty ones."

Murong Hao glared at the two little milk babies angrily. Xi'er almost risked his life for them just now, but he promised Xi'er not to blame them. He raised a smile on his lips. They were all his own flesh and blood, how could he blame them? , His daughter is so beautiful, even from such a small figure, she looks similar to her mother.

He reached out and hugged his daughter. Xiao Ning'er saw the handsome face in front of her and came closer. She opened her almond-shaped eyes wide. Who is this? It looked good. Her cherry red lips raised a small arc.

"The little guy can smile since he was born." He found that his daughter had a prettier smile than his son. Seeing his daughter smile, his heart suddenly softened.

At this moment, I heard brisk footsteps in the distance.

It's his eldest son Murong Ze.

He had just finished breakfast and asked Aunt Ruyi why he didn't sleep in Dongyuan last night. Ruyi told him that his mother-in-law was going to have a baby, so he hurried over.

Seeing a flash of yellow in Dongyuan, he rushed over and saluted Murong Yuan respectfully.

"My grandson has met Grandpa Huang, Grandma Huang, and Grandpa Huang. Is it Ze'er's brother or sister you are holding in your arms?"

"Haha, my grandson has grown so big, and now he will ask Grandpa Huang questions." Murong Yuan hadn't seen Murong Ze for a long time, and now that he saw him, he found that he had grown up a lot.

"Grandpa Huang, you haven't answered your grandson's question yet. Can you let me see him?"

Murong Ze stood on tiptoe, trying hard to see the baby in Grandpa Huang's arms, but unfortunately Grandpa Huang was too tall and couldn't see it, so he jumped up.

"Come, Grandpa Huang, show Ze'er." Murong Yuan looked at the servants behind him, who moved a few chairs behind them.

The family sat down, and Murongze finally saw his younger brothers and sisters.

"Grandpa Huang, my brother is like my father, and my sister is like my mother and concubine." Murongze touched his brother's face, and then touched his sister on his father's hand.

"Yes, Ze'er is right." Murong Yuan looked at the little man in front of him lovingly. This Murong Ze didn't look like an almost two-year-old child. His thinking should be that of a five-year-old child.

Murong Ze walked up to Murong Hao and tilted his little head to look at his father.

"Father, did you come back this morning?" he said with a smile.

"Well, I just arrived."

Murong Hao saw that his eldest son was extremely intelligent and he was in a good mood. This was all due to Xi'er, who read and read to him every day. He was like a little adult at such a young age.

"What's my sister's name? Is she heavy?" Murong Ze's mind turned quickly, and he fell in love with the sister in his father's hand.

"My sister's name is Murong Ning. You can call her Ning'er in the future. She seems a bit heavy." Murong Hao saw the little guy's carefulness and wanted to hug his sister.

"Oh, Ze'er had breakfast this morning and is very strong." He blinked at his father with watery eyebrows, and then glanced at his beautiful sister.

"Wait until Ze'er grows up before you can hold your sister." Murong Hao did not dare to let his son, who was less than two years old, hold his precious daughter. What if she fell?

Murong Ze hit a wall with his father and turned to his grandfather.

"Grandpa Huang, what's my brother's name? He should be lighter than my sister." He touched his brother's little face, which was soft. He really wanted to hug his brother.

"Haha, my grandson is really smart. Want to hug his younger brother?" Murong Yuan was happy and smiled happily.

"Yes." Murongze nodded his head like a rattle.

"Come, your brother's name is Murong Chen. Grandpa Huang will give you a gentle hug. Be careful." Murong Yuan couldn't bear to refuse such a lovely grandson. He carried the second grandson to Ze'er and held him up. Have fun.

"Murong Chen, I am your brother Murong Ze. You must listen to me in the future. I will teach you reading and archery." The little guy and Grandpa Huang hugged their younger brother with a satisfied look on their faces.

Murong Hao looked at his three children with a happy smile on his lips. They were all children he had with his beloved Xi'er, and he was satisfied.

Murong Yuan looked at his son and then at his grandchildren. He was satisfied that the Murong family was in good hands.

"I have just returned to Beijing. My father asked you to have a good rest for five days and spend time with your children. After five days, you will be in charge of the country. My father will take your mother and queen out for a trip." Murong Yuan suddenly said this.

He saw that the autumn wind had just begun, and he wanted to take his Lan'er out for a walk while the weather was cool.

After being the emperor for decades, he would be lying if he said he was not tired. Now that he saw that the son in front of him could support himself, he was relieved.

"Father?" Murong Hao did not expect that he would be imprisoned so soon, and looked at Murong Yuan in surprise.

"Sooner or later, it's just a matter of supervising the country. The elders will help you." Murong Yuan will arrange everything before leaving.

"Yes."

Murong Hao did not refuse. Yes, sooner or later, he wanted that position.