The Beloved Imperial Consort

Mu Xiyao was pressed by Zong Zhenglin to help him feel comfortable for a time, but he was reluctantly let go by the man. His face was flushed and his hands were clean.

"Your Highness, do you name the little one?" Mu Xiyao likes the nickname of xiaobaozi in private, but the sixth Royal Highness certainly does not want to, so he has to call the little guy temporarily.

As soon as Zong Zhenglin heard this, he looked a little worse. This morning, the old man handed in a message, saying that he would come to the third meeting tomorrow. He even thought about the name of his eldest son, and would give his name on the spot in front of the visitors.

Zong Zhenglin guessed what the old man was going to do, but he was not willing to talk about his son's name.

If he is not satisfied with the name given by the emperor, he can only thank him. Where can he discuss with Mu Xiyao to get a better one?

In addition, Mu Xiyao's mother and son were put at the forefront of the storm. Not to mention that his brothers were not satisfied, even the women's family members in the government were certainly not comfortable.

Mu Xiyao saw his brow frown, and thought it was a taboo, "should a child stand at the age of one year, so that it can be formally named?"

She has been in Dawei for two or three years, and she has never been in touch with children. I just heard that in some places, it is the first sign of one year old, and then it is officially recorded in the genealogy.

"There is no such rule. But it usually takes a hundred days. " Zong Zhenglin helped her change her posture and lean on her chest.

"This time the son is different. The old man will give his name tomorrow." Zong Zhenglin looked at Mu Xiyao and didn't know what it meant. He touched her hair, wrapped her in his arms and talked about the prince's eldest son in detail.

Mu Xiyao frowns as she listens. Even the crown prince and the eldest son are given names at a hundred day banquet. Tomorrow, xiaobaozi will have to be forced to take the lead to attract people's admiration?

According to the prince that small bellied Chicken Intestines can not tolerate people's spleen, can not remember hate on?

Zong Zhenglin saw her cold face, but also holding people's eyes far-reaching. Two people quietly Nestle, for a long time did not say.

Mu Xiyao wrote down emperor Cheng of Yuan Dynasty in his heart, and gave the prince a black name. Decided to find opportunities to help her family man at any time, that narrow-minded, violent, but also old prince to pry.

With a decision in mind, she let go of her son's name. This is a life-long event. If the name is too objectionable or too shocking, she would rather take another character to shout, otherwise the inner diaphragm should be once again, and it will be too much for people.

"Your Highness's words are" politics ". What are the huangsun generation?" Mu Xiyao asked her professional consultant.

Zong Zhenglin couldn't laugh or cry. He pretended to be cruel and pinched her face.

Mu Xiyao is good at reading and has accumulated a lot. She did not expect that there would be such omissions.

"The surname of the imperial family of the Wei Dynasty - Zongzheng." Fengyan slants to look at her, which is waiting to see her embarrassing kind of ridicule.

Sure enough, the little woman reacted and was immediately embarrassed. Don't wriggle into his arms, while busy, but also at the same time shameless complain, "who is not allowed to call taboo, of course, is not clear."

Mu Xiyao's heart is ashamed. She married and gave birth to a baby. She even got her family name wrong. This Oolong She was embarrassed to show her face.

This sentence is to remind Zong Zhenglin yesterday that full of gas "asshole."

At that time, the little woman called him a taboo, but he slipped away very well. It can be seen that he has not been polite to him in private, and I don't know how many times I have said it. Zong Zhenglin felt that it was very good to be called by his name, and he was much closer to him. It's a pity that when the little woman is sober, she just doesn't speak.

The man's deep voice sounded in her ear, "Jiaojiao was born yesterday, and a jerk called this hall very touching." Then he stroked the side of her neck with a big hand, and made a fortune.

Mu Xiyao laments that the smelly man still remembers to turn over old accounts after giving birth to a child. What can be done? At that time, she was just acting fierce and angry. Now where dare you shout and make a mess?

He put his hand around Zong Zhenglin's neck, rubbed his side face with a small face, and shamelessly refused to pay the bill. "I was so confused with pain that I couldn't remember. If you offend your highness carelessly, I should be... " Mu Xiyao's dark eyes dripped around, obviously trying to pacify boss.

Zong Zhenglin originally said this, but only to tease her. A little woman ran into herself, where can let go.

"Oh? What should I do? " The man waited for the following with interest.

Mu Xiyao could not see the delay, but her heart was horizontal, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of amorous feelings. Jiao didi leaned up, licked Zong Zhenglin's Adam's apple, and raised her head in his ear.

"Meat." Attracted a man to denounce, pressure is a good mill.

In the evening, Mu Xiyao suddenly remembered that Zhang's poison had not been made clear. He gently shook the buns bed and asked his highness, who was reading books.

Zong Zhenglin did not raise his head, and snorted coldly. He was obviously dissatisfied and did not catch anyone. He also told her to pay more attention to it for fear that it might be involved. It's not as simple as a woman in the backyard to avoid his secret guard.

On the morning of Xisan, Mu Xiyao got up early and instructed Mulan to clean up the steamed buns. Seeing that he was good, he didn't cry. After eating, he lay on mammy Mammy's shoulder and vomited bubbles. The more he looked, the more he loved.

Thanks to Mu Xiyao's special constitution and daily breast-feeding, the baby grows very fast and strong, and the wrinkles on her face almost disappear. It is not like the red skin of normal newborn babies and the old man's face. The whole human flesh is white and fat, just like a glutinous rice ball.Mu Xiyao holds the small clothes that are made on the needle and thread. The more she looks, the more satisfied she is. She urges people to change them and stares at her son Yue. Such a dress is really love, see Mu Xiyao's eyes shining.

Mother GUI Huilan and others stare at the little master's clothes of tiger baby. They wish they could not pinch two of them. The clothes that the master painted flowers by himself were good-looking. It's no wonder that the business of jiayifang is booming.

When Zong Zhenglin came in to hold his son, he saw a group of people gathered in a circle, jabbering their heads together to make a fuss.

A light cough, and others disperse, only to see that Mu Xiyao sitting in the middle is showing off his son with pride and contentment.

Take a closer look. His son is dressed like a tiger skin, with ears and tail!

The six princes are not happy. He is a good son. He is beaten up by Mu Xiyao And looking at that small face which is quite similar to myself, how do you think that woman has a bad intention.

Take a look at his purple robe with golden border. It's a solemn and noble dress. Zong Zhenglin feels that he can't be laughed at if he wants to carry his son out like this.

His highness was raised in the rich and noble nest since he was young. His whole body is dignified and dressed up. He is a strict Prince regulation. Now, his son is the only one in the palace. He doesn't follow the rules.

Hesitating whether to change into a formal dress, she saw the little woman with a bright smile, put her son in his arms, elated, shaking her head for approval.

Zong Zhenglin had a headache. Looking at his son's appearance of recruiting people, he felt that he must suffer if he went out like this. Don't those housewives come up to torture his son?

It's a pity that Mu Xiyao didn't change her clothes. She pretended to be miserable and wanted to cry.

Without withdrawing, the sixth Royal Highness held his son rigidly. His face was taut and his steps were steady. He went to the front very seriously.

Today, all the courtiers who came to celebrate the arrival of emperor Yuancheng were waiting in front of them. Hearing that emperor chengdi of the Yuan Dynasty was coming, he took his wife with him to congratulate him in advance.

The princes and their wives came in perfect order. Even the crown prince and the concubine were talking to the fifth prince in the hall with their weak son in their arms.

People who were still chatting in groups saw the sixth Royal Highness stride forward. They immediately got up and wanted to congratulate them. However, they didn't want to see emperor Yuancheng's emperor arrive, followed by the honor guard of lady Shufei.

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