{Oh my emperor}The little moonlight of His Royal Highness

For some reason, Beitang Moran identified the child as a daughter.

"I've been playing with Bei Tang Yi since I was a child. The boy is self-willed and noisy. It's really annoying." I remember that when he was nine years old, Bei Tang Tang was still peeing under the pear tree he planted, and he chased him half of the imperial city. .

Ye Qingwu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What about you?"

Beitang Moran leaned down, put his arms around her waist, put his ear close to her growing belly, and said in a sad voice, "I just want a daughter..."

He even had a name for the baby early on.

Cheng'an, Cheng'an, Cheng Zhi's blessing, stable and worry-free.

It's just that his wish came to nothing immediately. When he was about to give birth, Beitang Yi and his wife specially took him into the palace and invited the best midwife. Ye Qingwu's belly was so big that even the imperial physician was a little panicked. Beitang Moran Simply resigned from government affairs, entrusted to the star masters, and stayed in the palace to accompany his wife.

Bai Wuchen: "I still want to accompany my wife..."

Fang Jian hugged the document in his arms and shivered.

Of course, Fangjian is the one who undertakes the government affairs in the end. This is what the star masters said. You are single when the king is married, and you are still single when the son is born. Of course it is you, and we still have a honeymoon.

It was snowing lightly in November, the dormitory was burning with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, and the heater added a certain amount of heat to the air. It took more than five hours before a pair of twins fell to the ground.

As soon as the midwife picked up the baby, she felt a gust of wind passing by, and there was a person standing beside the bed, it was His Royal Highness Chen Wang who was waiting for him who was almost in tears.

Before Ye Qingwu got rid of the weakness, Beitang Moran pursed his lips tightly, wiped away the sweat from her temples, and kissed her lips without being afraid of getting dirty.

"Why are you still crying?" Ye Qingwu whispered.

Luo Feifei and Chu Shengnan hugged a child in one hand, looked at each other with excitement on their faces, "Child! Boy! He's alive!"

Beitang Moran turned his face away, without changing his face, only waited to coax Ye Qingwu to sleep, and immediately looked down upon his two sons.

"Stinky boy."

The two brothers felt the deep malice from their old father before they grew up, and they couldn't help shrinking in their swaddling babies.

The name was given by Ye Qingwu, the older brother is called Beitang Ning, the younger brother is called Beitang Min, Ning Min Ning Min, Ben Gu Bang Ning, Min Luan Si Zhi, Bei Tang Moran is very satisfied with this, "A man must have greater ambitions, and in the future There must be no slack."

The two brats don't need to be loved as much as Cheng An.

When the child was older, it was handed over to the nurse, and Beitang Mo took a year off with a handbag. By the time Beitang Yi broke the handbag in the study, the couple had already driven to Qizhou in a carriage.

Luo Feifei made a serious expression, "I also want to eat stewed noodles and rouge goose breast."

Bei Tangyi frowned, feeling that something was wrong, until a court lady brought a pair of twins, his face changed suddenly.

The couple actually left the child behind! !

In the suburbs forty miles away from the imperial city, the carriage was still bumping, Ye Qingwu supported the table in the carriage, and opened his mouth to bite a lychee in Beitang Moran's hand.

The fragrant mist clouded the temples, tactfully, this is the incomparable mature style of a girl, Beitang Moran's throat tightened, and he took her hand and did not let go.

Ye Qingwu glanced at him, then frowned and asked, "Is this not good?"

"What's not good, it's really good."

Just because I know that leisure is good, and things are as big as a mountain to pay drunk, why not take a good vacation and take her to appreciate the customs and customs.

Beitang Moran peeled another lychee and gave it to her, "Ah Ning and A Min are past the age of naughty, so let the elders in the palace teach them well, so as not to trouble you again when they go back."

Ye Qingwu nodded, and raised the curtain with one hand, the green hills in the distance were looming, and there was a beautiful scene, she watched the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers happily all the way, until one hand wrapped around her shoulder.

Looking back, it's ear-to-eye contact.