Since the news that Ji Zishan was going to have a baby was reported to the palace, Empress Dowager Hui'an has been unable to stand still. The uneasy mood will be contagious. His Majesty Ji Ziqing, who has always been calm and composed, was always frowning this day until the return of Prince Yuanyuan and Madam Biyun.

"The Empress is very happy. The princess gave birth to a girl. The mother and daughter are safe!" As soon as Madam Biyun entered the door, she smiled and announced the good news.

The little prince Yuanyuan did not forget to smile and add: "The nanny said that the little cousin is so handsome, but unfortunately, they didn't ask their grandson to come in and see."

At this moment, the big stone in Empress Dowager Hui'an's heart finally fell steadily. It doesn't matter if she has a baby, as long as her baby daughter is safe: "Okay, Yuanyuan, go to the palace quickly and tell your father so that he can't worry about it." The emperor's eldest son just came to ask, and as long as there is news, he will quickly tell him to know.

The little prince Yuanyuan bowed and replied, "Okay, grandmother, grandson will go now."

In the princess's mansion, it was half afternoon when Ji Zishan gave birth to a child, and the sky was still bright. When her long awakening woke up, it was already bright and bright the next day.

The room was quiet, and Mu Huaiqian was sleeping beside the bed, his breathing was clearly heard.

"Wake up." Ji Zishan poked her hand under the quilt, poked Mu Huaiqian's forehead, and called softly.

When Ji Zishan touched his finger, Mu Huaiqian suddenly flicked up like a compressed spring and sat up: "Fan, you're awake." Mu Huaiqian stayed by the bed all night. At this time, his eyes were bloodshot and his stubble was obvious, as if he had been squatting in the prison cell for a miserable night. With this unsightly look, Mu Huaiqian could also smile brightly, "Look at me, why did he fall asleep..."

Ji Zishan blinked and suddenly asked, "Did you cry yesterday?"

Mu Huaiqian's smile sluggishly, and then denied: "Just kidding, why am I crying? Where did this start?"

"I saw it all." Ji Zishan emphasized in a low voice.

Mu Huaiqian opened his mouth guiltily and retorted: "Then you must have read it wrong. I am a seven-foot man, and I can shed blood but not cry. How could I cry? Don't wrong me..." Seeing Ji Zishan's lips slightly open, she seemed to want to argue with herself about the topic of crying or not, so she quickly spoke out and diverted her attention. "You just woke up, and didn't say whether you were hungry or not, nor did you want to see your daughter. What are you doing with these false things?"

"It's a bit hungry. As for your daughter, what's good to look at? It must be a wrinkled meat ball, just like a red-skinned monkey, very ugly..." Although Ji Zishan disliked her daughter, her eyes were firmly staring at the cradle that Madam Su Rong brought over.

Early in the morning, Mu Huaiqian almost got angry at the princess's wife's words: "You are so masturbating like this. My daughter is very handsome. How ugly is it? Don't talk nonsense!"

Mama Su Rong smiled and carried the cradle to the bed, and said in a gentle voice: "Princess, you have just given birth to a child. It is best not to use force to your arms. Mama Su Rong held it for you, don't move around..." Mama Su Rong reminded her while putting the cradle under Ji Zishan's nose so that she could see the child carefully.

The little guy sleeping in the cradle has a round head, a fat face, and a not very clear facial features. His little mouth is not idle. He mumbles twice and then sprays a small transparent bubble.

In order to give birth to this little thing, Ji Zishan took great pains to her grandma, but who knew-

"Why is she fat and ugly?" Ji Zishan muttered with dissatisfaction.

Mu Huaiqian felt that there was something wrong with the princess’s wife’s aesthetic taste: “The daughter is not ugly, I look very beautiful.”

"Oh, since your daughter is so beautiful, why don't you hug her?" Ji Zishan glanced at General Mu Huaiqian who was indignant.

Upon hearing this, Mu Huaiqian scratched his forehead embarrassedly and explained with a wry smile: "Actually, I want to hug her too. I also tried it last night, but my daughter is too soft. I am so thick-handed and thick-legged that I am afraid that hugging her will hurt her, so..."

"Look at your promising prospect." In front of my daughter, Ji Zishan looked at her useless father mercilessly.

Mu Huaiqian nodded openly and admitted, "Yes, I'm not promising, I don't even dare to hug my daughter... Okay, my daughter has seen it and ask the nanny to carry it back and coax it to sleep. The future is long, and you can see it anytime in the future. You can eat a little bit, so don't be hungry."

Ji Zishan stared at her little daughter being held out of her sight.

Mu Huaiqian helped her sit up with a funny look on his face, and teased in a tone: "Didn't you just think your daughter is ugly? Why are you so reluctant to let go when the nanny takes her away?"

"I'm happy, I'm happy, do you care?" Ji Zishan raised her chin slightly and started to attack General Mu Huaiqian with arrogance.

General Mu Huaiqian was speechless. The princess wife was like a fish that was out of water yesterday. But after a night of sleep, she became more active again, which became a little faster: "Okay, okay, I don't care. I'll feed you something first."

Guixiang brought in a bowl of yellow millet porridge. General Mu Huaiqian reached out to take it, gently blew the warmth at one mouthful, and then sent it to Ji Zishan's lips to feed her. Every time Ji Zishan drank a sip of rice porridge, he would ask General Mu Huaiqian: "Say, are you crying?"

Mu Huaiqian denied it again with a black thread: "It's nothing! Open your mouth and eat porridge."

Ji Zishan obediently swallowed the millet porridge, then bulged her cheeks and said, "General Mu, do you dare to do it?"

"What do I dare not take for me? The key is that I have never done it." Mu Huaiqian was still struggling hard, and then quickly handed out the spoon in his hand, blocking her endless mouth, "Eat porridge!"

A bowl of millet porridge was fed clean, and General Mu Huaiqian still did not block the princess's wife's mouth, which made him particularly melancholy: "You're still tired, why don't you sleep for a while?" Last night, when the candlelight was quiet, he looked at his little wife's peaceful sleeping face. He wanted her to open her eyes and say a few words to him. At this moment, he just wanted to coax her to fall asleep again. He was really unable to bear it.

"I'm not tired." Ji Zishan lay down on the pillow again, smiling happily.

Mu Huaiqian had no choice but to wisely say in a hurry: "Well, let's bring my daughter over again? Didn't you see enough just now?"

Ji Zishan shook her head slightly and said, "Forget it, don't be hugging me... I just want you to tell me the truth. Is this a difficult thing for you?"

Mu Huaiqian sighed helplessly: "Your eyes don't need to be so sharp." This can be considered a disguised admission. When he saw Ji Zishan lying down with weak strength, he could not control his sudden desire to cry.

Upon hearing this, Ji Zishan gagged and did not take the opportunity to mock him, but turned the conversation a lot: "I gave birth to a girl, are you disappointed?"

Mu Huaiqian shook his head gently and said in a gentle voice: "What's the point of disappointment about newborns, either men or women, have long known about them."

"You really think so?" Ji Zishan asked.

Mu Huaiqian nodded: "Well, really, whether it is your son or daughter, aren't they all our children? As long as you gave birth to it, I like it." Mu Huaiqian said this without any guilt, "Are you really not sleepy? Let's sleep for a while and raise your spirits. When you recover, I still expect you to teach me to hold my daughter step by step."

"Uh, I've never held such a small doll." Ji Zishan silent for a moment, then said quietly.

The two of them, who were first father and mother, looked at each other for a moment, then laughed out loud. At this moment, Su Rong Mama who was coaxing her child in the inner room exclaimed: "Prince, when did you sneak in? I have told you that you can't enter this room now..."

"I have come in, why should I be so fussy?" Facing the slightly angry old lady, the little prince Yuanbao's lazily voice sounded, "Call me to see my niece, oh, be kind, my uncle missed you all night..."

Mu Huaiqian, who was accompanying Ji Zishan in the room, whispered: "Yesterday, after you gave birth to a child, the prince wanted to come in to see you two mothers. Mama Rong blocked him at the door and refused to enter. So, it was probably because the mama was not guarding the door and scolded the palace maid for giving him..." Before Mu Huaiqian could finish his words, he heard the little prince Yuanbao outside praise him, "The little girl is so handsome, much better-looking than her mother."

Is she fucking with the old and old?

"Bring my daughter in, don't look at her if you are tired of the new." Ji Zishan was angry. You praised her daughter for being good-looking, but she had no objection, but you shouldn't despise her clearly. If she hadn't been weak now, she would have to go and have a fight with the little prince Yuanbao.

Facing the sudden furious little wife, Mu Huaiqian said both angry and funny: "You just said that if you don't call the tortured daughter who is hugging you, why did you change your mind when you turn your face?"

"Then you knock the person out of it away, don't ask him to look at my daughter." Ji Zishan said angrily again.

Mu Huaiqian didn't dare to swear the prince's brother-in-law away. He just suggested very tactfully: "Prince, you want to praise the child for being good, there is no need to say that she looks better than a fan. Oh, your princess girl said you are bored with the old and angry inside. If I hadn't pressed her, she would have almost lifted the quilt and got out of bed."

"Oh, fanning this girl is domineering. She has loved to praise her beauty since she was a child. Whoever dares to say that she is not good-looking? That little face is so irritating..." The little prince Yuanbao stretched out a finger and pointed his little niece's fat face with interest. "Now I can't even tolerate my own daughter. Tsk tsk, didn't she ask you to knock me away? How do you plan to bomb?"

Mu Huaiqian said embarrassedly: "How dare I slap you..."

The little prince Yuanbao withdrew his finger, slowly stood up, and said with a smile: "I dare not be the best." After that, he raised his footsteps and went to the inner room to see his dear girl.

Mama Su Rong opened her mouth helplessly, and finally sighed and closed.

In the inner room, the little prince Yuanbao stepped in leisurely, as if he was enjoying the flowers and garden in spring. Facing the princess who stared at him with bright eyes, the little prince Yuanbao smiled and said, "See, your prince consort is slandering you. Not only did he not bombard me, he also invited me in to continue to anger you!"
Chapter completed!