After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Wei Chu was good-looking, even when he was angry, his eyes were full of water, and he looked very gentle and innocent.

But this is just "looking at it", and it doesn't mean that Wei Chu's temper is really so good.

Apparently Wei Jing was blinded by this illusion, and he leaned forward with a smile, wanting to kiss Wei Chu in order to resolve the slightly sullen emotion on his face: "Oh, Chu Chu, it's called 'Sour Xing' Son' how special..."

Wei Chu raised his hand and slapped Wei Jing directly on the forehead, and lightly reprimanded: "Go away, don't get mad at me here again."

Wei Jing clutched her blushing forehead aggrievedly, and argued unwillingly: "Isn't this what you wanted to make people swallow?" Why did you blame me for not being able to get it after I took it?"

"Do you want to listen to it yourself? I'm sorry for the books you've read."

Wei Chu put on his trousers, moved down from the table, and walked towards the bed, "It's better to listen to me and call Tangyuan."

Wei Jing thought it was true.

Now the two of them don't have to look down on each other.

Wei Jing poured a cup of tea courteously, followed her to the edge of the bed, and reached out to feed Wei Chu: "Chuchu, don't be in a hurry to scold me for now, take a break first, and listen to me."

It's quite sensible.

Wei Chu's anger immediately subsided a little.

He moved to Wei Jing's hand, took a sip of the warm tea, then folded his arms and leaned back on the soft pillow on the bed, waiting for Wei Jing's explanation leisurely.

"First of all, the nickname I gave Ze'an, let's not talk about vulgarity or not, but the moment you hear it, do you have the urge to drool?"

Wei Jing put down the teacup, imitating the martial arts students in the troupe, turned around and looked at Wei Chu with piercing eyes.

Wei Chu is an honest person, and nodded when he heard the words: "...Yes."

"Secondly, aside from the fact that you are Ze'an's father, and then you do an in-depth interpretation of this nickname, do you think that as a member of the royal family, Ze'an would have such a romantic and easy name? Shocked by such a bohemian nickname?" Wei Jing began to take advantage of herself and became more and more aggressive.

Wei Chu didn't study much, and was taken aback by the eloquent Emperor in front of him: "...Yes."

"Well, then, since you agree with what I just said, please think carefully about whether the name I gave Ze'an meets all the requirements you put forward. It sounds drooling and heart-wrenching. To be inspired, calling this name in certain specific scenes will make the person who calls him feel very shy?"

Wei Chu thought for a while, and found that this was indeed the case, and he agreed with Wei Jing's statement: "...Yes."

"So, your favorite food is sour apricot, and your favorite child is also called sour apricot, is there anything wrong with that?"

"If Ze'an is allowed to decide for himself, wouldn't he be willing to become Daddy's favorite?"

"Or...you don't want your favorite Suan Xing'er to be your favorite name?"

Wei Chu lost himself in the sound of "your favorite" and "sour apricot", and believed in Wei Jing's explanation, but after a few cups of tea, he really approved of the "sour apricot" that Wei Jing gave his child "The name.

"Then Chuchu thinks, who is the most innocent and pitiful person at this time?"

After easily persuading the soft-hearted Wei Chu, the complacent Wei Jing secretly started to implement his new plan.

Wei Chu was led by him in a daze: "...you?"

The young emperor, who had succeeded in his tricks, concealed the wickedness in his eyes that could hardly be hidden, and showed a gratified smile: "The answer is correct."

Wei Jing grabbed the tip of Wei Chu's chin, and looked closely at his pink lips: "I misunderstood a good person, should Chu Chu apologize?"

"Feel sorry……"

As soon as Wei Chu made a sound, Wei Jing pinched both lips, shook his head and said, "I don't like this way of apologizing."

"Then you, what do you want?"

Wei Chu turned his head and broke away from Wei Jing's unshackled fingers, and asked tentatively.

"Just now I was a little dizzy from being beaten by the queen. If I can lie on the couch and accept the apology from the queen, it must be a good thing." Wei Jing calmly took out a book full of secret drama pictures from her arms The notebook was thrown in Wei Chu's hand in a grand manner, and the eyebrows were raised slightly, suggesting what he should do next.

Both of them are in their early twenties, facing the one they love, it would be abnormal if they could easily hold back the throbbing thoughts.

What's more, when Wei Chu saw the red mark on Wei Jing's forehead, he felt guilty at first, but when he heard the solution he proposed, he would not agree, so he took the initiative to support him, lay back in the bed, and even She also thoughtfully helped Wei Jing remove the obstructing outer shirt, and the crimson color spread from the side of the cheek to the base of the ear.

The curtain of bead curtains hangs down to the ground, and the bright yellow quilt undulates like winding hills.

The two quarreled for a long time, almost delaying Wei Jing's morning for half an hour.

When Wei Chu opened his eyes, Qin Hesu was already holding the baby beside him, waiting for his father to wake up and nurse.

"Finally woke up, the little prince was so hungry that he shrunk his mouth."

Qin Hesu gathered the small quilt in his arms, carefully placed it in Wei Chu's arms, and helped him open his collar.

"A Jing gave Ze'an a nickname yesterday."

As soon as Wei Chu saw Qin Hesu, he couldn't help showing off to him, for fear that he wouldn't know the new name of his child, and he wouldn't even care about the baby in his arms pulling his hair.

Qin Hesu, who had always been a little apprehensive about the majesty of the royal family, was inevitably curious, and immediately asked, "What name did your majesty give you?"

Presumably it must be a majestic atmosphere, engulfing mountains and rivers, clearing rivers and society, ringing bells and tripods...

Just when Qin Hesu was about to exhaust all the knowledge he had learned all his life, Wei Chu finally spoke calmly:

"Sour apricot."

Qin Hesu was taken aback, turned around and took a plate of dried sour apricots from the table, put it in front of Wei Chu, smiled and glared at him: "I'm proud of you, you have to eat something to say yes? "

Wei Chu was also taken aback, losing his confidence just now: "Ze'an's nickname is... Suan Xing'er."

Qin Hesu finally came back to his senses, and opened his mouth in a daze: "Your Majesty's name...is it so wicked?"

***

Suan Xing'er's full moon banquet is not grand, Qin Hesu needs to go back to take care of the same young doll, and Death Ji wants to stay in the Hou's mansion to help Yang Anqi, so apart from Daxi and his wife, there are only Princess Fuyang and Yang Anru Come and celebrate.

However, this deserted atmosphere was intentionally created by Wei Chu, because he had learned the lesson of being kidnapped when he was a child, and he didn't want to let more people see his and Wei Jing's heart prematurely. In this way, many possible troubles can be avoided.

Da Xiteng saw with his own eyes that his precious son had successfully given birth to a fat boy, and he was finally able to start preparing for returning to the northern border with peace of mind.

Not long after meeting his father, Wei Chu was really reluctant to part with him. As soon as the full moon banquet was over, he took Suan Xing'er and drove back to the Zhongyonghou Mansion with Mrs. Daxi's car, and decided to wait until his father left the capital. back to the palace.

Mrs. Daxi got such a baby as Suan Xing'er, she held her in her arms all day long and refused to let go. If it wasn't for the difference between men and women, she might not even let Wei Chu easily let go of the time when Wei Chu was feeding the child.

"Ah Chu, are you full? Auntie is coming in." Mrs. Da Xi paced back and forth at the door, urging Wei Chu uncontrollably.

Wei Chu smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, Auntie, you can come in."

Mrs. Daxi pushed open the bedroom door, no longer caring about the dignified demeanor she should maintain at all times, strode towards Wei Chu, and snatched Suan Xing'er from his arms.

"Why did it take so long?"

She complained dissatisfied, and then teased Suan Xing'er with a smile, "Are we Suan Xing'er full? Let grandma see if her stomach is bulging."

"laugh……"

The ignorant baby saw the smile on her face and giggled too.

Mrs. Daxi was even happier: "Our Suan Xing'er smiled, does Suan Xing'er like grandma very much?"

Suan Xing'er's eyes are black and bright, and the thick eyelashes are exactly the same as Wei Chu's, but the cleverness in the eyes is just like his father's. Touching it is like falling in love with a Gu.

"Hey, I'm sleepy, grandma is sleeping with Suan Xing'er."

Mrs. Daxi lowered her voice and became more careful with the hand holding the child.

Wei Chu took the initiative to take the fat baby, which was really heavy, and asked casually, "Why is Auntie so sad?"

He could see that his aunt's state today was significantly different from yesterday's.

"It's not all because of that child, A Ci."

Mrs. Daxi sighed, and while answering Wei Chu's question, she pointed in the direction of the inner courtyard, "Ah Ci came back last night."

Wei Chu paused holding the child's hand, a little surprised: "...Sister?"

Up to now, Wei Chu has fully learned that it was he who made the marriage contract with Wei Jing, not Da Xici, so when Wei Chu heard this name again, except for being curious about blood relatives, Wei Chu didn't have the same feelings as before. Feeling uneasy and cramped when hearing Da Xici.

"You are still willing to call her sister, this child is really going to drive me to death."

Mrs. Daxi became emotional, Suan Xing'er seemed to hear the movement, and frowned in fear in her sleep.

She hastily stretched out her hand and patted the baby's back, softly coaxing him to sleep: "Ouch... grandma's voice is a little louder, it scared us Suan Xing'er."

Wei Chu shook his head: "It's okay, let him adapt to the new environment more, auntie, please continue."

Mrs. Daxi frowned slightly: "She eloped with that bastard back then, and caused you to suffer so much. Now if you want to come back, you can come back..."

"It's good for sister to come back, don't be angry with Auntie." Wei Chu persuaded.

Mrs. Daxi felt very embarrassed about this matter, but she really couldn't swallow it, so she could only take advantage of Wei Chu's depressed mood when she was in the Hou's mansion: "If she comes back alone, I won't say anything..."

Wei Chu heard that there seemed to be other meanings in his aunt's words, and he couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his eyes were solemnly waiting for the next sentence.

Mrs. Daxi hesitated again and again, but still firmly shook the corner of the table, and said in a hateful voice:

"But she actually... came back with a big belly!"

The author has something to say:

Suan Xing'er: Father, I will really thank you

Persimmon: Good boy, don't be polite

Chu Chu: To be honest, I am also a little confused

[Good night, my dears, I have been very busy today, woo woo woo, I took it, and another cut was broken in my hand, and now there are five small wounds on both hands, woo woo good night, my darlings, muamuamua~]