The concubine Wei of the Crown Prince's Palace has given His Highness the Crown Prince a son and a daughter.
Such a commendable happy event was naturally talked about by everyone.
When going to court in recent days, the courtiers could see the words "proud in the spring breeze" hanging on His Royal Highness's handsome face.
Yan Changfeng sent congratulations: "Congratulations, third brother, you are a lucky person. Now you have children and a daughter, your life is complete!"
Who among the brothers doesn't envy him? If you have a child, it is still the life of your beloved. Who wouldn’t be jealous if you tell me?
Yan Fuguang thought so too, and he could see his pride: "What the second brother said is absolutely true. Now I have no regrets. I feel happy every day when I go back and see their mothers."
Hearing these words made others feel sad, and everyone looked at Yan Fuguang, bound to remember his rare appearance in their hearts.
Yan Qingzhou and Yan Qinghuai crowded over to congratulate each other. Yan Qinghuai discussed: "Such a good thing deserves a big celebration. Why don't we go have a drink today?"
"I won't go." Yan Fuguang refused coldly and ruthlessly, without even giving an explanation.
Before Yan Qinghuai could react, Yan Qingzhou understood clearly: "Third brother is busy going back to accompany the children. How can he have time to drink with us? Wait, we will drink on the full moon day."
Yan Fuguang hates having to come to court these days. Are you trying to keep him drinking even though you are on duty?
After finally waiting until the next shift, Yan Fuguang didn't want to stay for a moment and strode back to the house.
In the Jinji Courtyard, the three brothers, Lan Geer and Brother, were observing the younger brothers and sisters. From time to time, the three brothers would also exchange impressions of the younger brothers and sisters.
Brother Lan has seen Brother Yu and Brother Jiu when they were young, and understands that children will become more beautiful and cuter when they grow up.
He gently touched the little hands of his younger siblings and said, "I am the eldest brother. You will grow up quickly. My eldest brother will take you to play and buy delicious candied haws."
Brother Yu is very tolerant to his family. He accepted the fact that his younger brothers and sisters were not very good-looking, and tried his best to see a bit of cuteness in their little faces. "I am the second brother. Let's play together when we grow up." , let the big brother buy delicious food together."
Brother Ninth couldn't do anything like this. You couldn't even hear a word from his mouth. He asked seriously: "Are these really our brothers and sisters?"
There was a clear question in those round almond eyes, and he was not joking in the slightest.
Although he is young, he knows how to distinguish between beauty and ugliness.
After taking a few glances at the appearance of his two brothers, he uneasily ran to his mother's dressing table in the inner room and looked in the mirror.
"Not like us, nor like my father and mother."
Brother Lan understands a little but not very much. He can only tell Brother Jiu: "You were like this when you were a child. It will be better when you grow up."
Brother Jiu looked at the red and wrinkled faces of his younger siblings, compared them with his own beautiful and delicate face, and refused to admit it.
Lan Ge'er was helpless: "Then you wait for a while and see again after a while."
Lu Qing was lying on the bed. She was awake when Brother Ninth ran in and looked in the mirror, so she naturally heard the discussion of the three children.
She held back her laughter and called Brother Jiu.
"Mom." Ninth Brother lay beside the bed, reached out and held Lu Qing's hand with his little hand, and asked with concern, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. What was Brother Nine talking about just now?"
Brother Jiu hesitated for a moment, and couldn't bear to make his mother sad, so he said vaguely: "Let the younger brothers and sisters grow up quickly."
So that he could confirm again whether he was from his family.
Lu Qing rubbed his little face and explained with a smile: "What the eldest brother said is true. The younger brothers and sisters will look better when they grow up."
Jiu Ge'er had doubts about Lan Ge'er's words, but when the same words came from Lu Qing's mouth, he couldn't believe it.
"They are my younger brothers and sisters." He nodded solemnly and solemnly told himself.
As soon as Lu Qing persuaded Brother Jiu inside, the younger son outside started crying desperately.
Brother Jiu raised his eyebrows and scolded: "My brother is so noisy."
He patted Lu Qing's hand in a dignified manner and said: "Mother, lie down and I will take care of her."
Regardless of brother or sister, no one is allowed to disturb mother to rest, otherwise don't blame him for being a rude brother!
Brother Jiu appeared with a sullen face beside the nervous Brother Lan and Brother Yu. The infant brother kept crying, causing the sister next to him to sob softly.
Brother Lan gently coaxed his sister, patting her gently with his little hands imitating the posture of the nanny: "Don't cry, don't cry..."
Brother Yu had no choice but to comfort his younger brother, and he was also very gentle: "Don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore..."
The well-behaved sister gradually calmed down, and the brother who was howling at the top of his lungs did not reduce his volume. Unfortunately, there was not a single tear on his little face. I don't know what the meaning of his crying was.
Brother Ninth clenched his little fist and waved it in front of his brother in a very threatening manner. His young voice was full of threats: "No noise."
Brother Yu was almost frightened to death by him. He hugged his fist and said peacefully: "My brother is too young to speak. He must be crying because he feels uncomfortable somewhere. Don't do this."
Of course Brother Jiu won't really beat him, he will have to wait until he grows up.
He turned around and called the wet nurse, pointed at his little brother and said, "Feed him."
As expected, the little guy who was slurping milk stopped crying, so Ninth Brother didn't care about him for the time being.
In the evening, Lu Qing and Yan Fuguang couldn't stop laughing when they talked about this, "Our ninth brother has always been a younger brother, but suddenly he became an older brother. He is serious."
"This kid..." Yan Fuguang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he took on the role of his elder brother. Maybe when he grows up, the youngest one won't be difficult for him to take care of, and he will actually take charge of others.
Thinking that he had four sons, Yan Fuguang suddenly became filled with sadness: "If I have too many sons, I'm afraid my hair will turn gray early due to anger."
Lu Qing was confused: "How could it be?"
That’s right!
Yan Fuguang didn't know anything else. Wouldn't he understand how he treated others as his son?
Everything is fine now, but since he started playing with cats and dogs when he was seven or eight years old, he, as a father, may not have a peaceful life.
He couldn't elaborate on the specific reasons, but he could draw Lu Qing into his camp in advance: "If they are angry with me, you have to help me."
This request was made so confidently that Lu Qing would not refuse. She said, "If His Highness is sensible and fair, I will definitely help His Highness."
Yan Fuguang felt more comfortable and turned to talk about his little daughter: "Do you remember what I told you about dreaming about having a daughter? At that time, I started to think about her name. Do you want to take a look? Choose one you like.”
"What words? Let me see."
Yan Fuguang stood up and took over the paper with names written on it. Lu Qing looked at them one by one.
"If you don't like anything, just take what you want."
Lu Qing smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, let me get it?"
Yan Fuguang pinched the tip of her nose: "You gave birth to the child, what's wrong with giving it a name?"
"I took a look and found that the ones His Highness took are all very good." Lu Qing stretched out his hand and clicked on the word "Ke", "But this one is my favorite."
Yan Fuguang was surprised: "I thought you liked softer words."
Lu Qing shook his head: "This is very good."
She didn't know how to put it, but she didn't want to impose on her daughter that women should be dignified and virtuous.
