Rebirth and Struggle in the Harem

Chapter 217

"Good prince, why do you have to be called Mengmeng. Your Majesty agrees?"

Li Shi has always been dissatisfied with the third prince's nickname.

In her opinion, she had to choose a nickname that was easy to support, or wait until she was one year old to get a precious first name. She couldn't understand why her daughter chose such a name.

Closing her eyes, Lin Yuqiao smiled.As soon as she found out that she was pregnant, she decided to name her, regardless of gender, it was called Mengmeng.

In her previous life, she liked this name very much, and now she can finally use it.

Liu Heng was also not very satisfied with her taste, but was pestered by her coquettishly, thinking of a baby name, it didn't matter, so he finally agreed.

"Mengmeng sounds so good, Mengmeng!"

Unable to understand what she was muttering, Mrs. Li touched her daughter's plump cheeks, and went to see her little grandson again.

It wasn't until after Lin Yuqiao's full moon that Mrs. Li went home with peace of mind.

As for Lin Yuqiao, she was finally able to scrub happily, feeling that a layer of skin had been washed off her body, and countless dirt had been rubbed off.

After she took a bath, Mammy Jiang secretly gave her a bottle of pre-prepared pills.

It has been more than a year since Lin Yuqiao was pregnant, confinement, and business trips, but Liu Heng survived like this.Lin Yuqiao also admired his determination, but is it really okay for a man in his prime to be so pure-hearted and ascetic.

Shaking her head, she threw out the bigger and bigger brain holes in her head. She still insisted that Liu Heng was calm and restrained, and he was a person who could control his lower body.

When Liu Heng came to her Yanqing Palace again, it was already the third day after the full moon.

"Are you so busy? After being born for so long, Mengmeng hasn't taken a good look at what his father looks like yet."

Lin Yuqiao carefully hugged the little fat man in her arms, shaking his arm, as if to slap Liu Heng.

Mother Jiang and the others had already bowed and left. No one stopped her, and Lin Yuqiao was finally able to hug her son comfortably.

Normally, Mammy Jiang watched her very closely. Every time she held the child, she had to instruct her for a long time, and she still followed her closely, in case she accidentally fell, just like she was a stepmother.

Hearing her complaints, Liu Heng smiled lightly. Since he took the throne, he has lost a lot of weight.

Busy, he is really busy.

He had to put all the power in his own hands, and he had to be busy stabilizing the old ministers, placing his cronies in important positions, and he had to guard against his dishonest younger brothers, and what's more, the late emperor left behind a lot of mess , and now it's all his business.

Yingchuan, Hongnong is still not stable, the government is corrupt, and there are many phenomena of vegetarian meals in corpses. Under natural disasters and man-made disasters, the national strength is weak, and the people are poor.

After waiting for so many years, he finally ascended to the position of Ninth Five Supreme as he wished. Liu Heng's mind is currently focused on making great efforts and working hard, wishing for another twelve hours every day.

A lot of miscellaneous things circled in his mind. When Liu Heng turned his head, he saw Lin Yuqiao holding the child in a clumsy posture, as if he was about to let go and drop the child. The scene was thrilling, and his heartbeat sped up a bit. shoot.

"It's been so long, why don't you know how to hold a baby?"

Holding his son carefully in his arms, Liu Heng frowned and looked at her.

This mother-in-law is too unreliable.

"No, I'm in the correct posture!"

Lin Yuqiao refused to admit it, bit her lower lip and stared at him, her cheeks puffed up unconsciously.Looks like an angry hamster.

How could she not be able to hold her child steady? Even if she fell herself, she wouldn't drop the child, okay?

After holding him for a while, he put his son into the car, and Liu Heng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The child is too soft, as if it could be crushed if it is squeezed hard, he dare not use force when holding him, and he dare not change his movements, for fear of hurting him.

(End of this chapter)