Mrs. Fen just hugged her and said hurriedly: "No fat." She strictly controlled the food intake, so her weight was just right: "The imperial doctor has already checked, the child is very good, and the crying is loud." The emperor can rest assured.

Not fat? Mingxiluo looked carefully again. He was obviously chubby, but why did he lose weight? He must be better than others. "Wujing, isn't he very good?"

Lin Wujing thought about it and looked at the old lady Fen and said it was not appropriate to look good. If the emperor was "happy" and "set the accounts after autumn"...

Mrs. Fen said humbly: "Good."

Mingxiluo smiled, and he also thought it looked good, his little nose and mouth looked good.

Ming Xiluo wrapped the child again and picked him up: "I told Xinci just now that I will take him back to the palace first."

Lin Wujing immediately took a respectful hand: "I should send you to the emperor and to your highness."

Mrs. Fen also bowed.

Chang'an, Changfu and many other maids came in, blocking the wind, covering the rain, keeping warm, and picking the two away in a mighty manner.

Lin Wujing walked a long way when he was waiting for others, stood up, his nerves were tense until he calmed down, and then he looked at Aunt Jing: "Madam is asleep?"

Aunt Jing: "I'm asleep."

Lin Wujing looked at the old lady politely: "I will take the old lady to your residence to see it."

"Louching Lin is the leader."

Mrs. Fen and Commander Lin walked on the roundabout corridor. There were busy people and guards everywhere. They were extremely respectful to Commander Lin.

Mrs. Fen's eyes scanned the person beside her and returned to normal. If you stand in such a place for a long time, you will not be able to get out. Power, status, and above ten thousand people, even the emperor dared not do anything to him easily.

Mrs. Fen felt that such a relationship was more stable, and her life was fragile without mixing interests.

"Old lady, please come here."

"Thanks a lot."

"You are kind to me, old lady."

Mrs. Fen was even more cautious. She just now did not answer the emperor's random questions as Commander Lin.

...

As noon approached, the palace was filled with joy, and the documents that informed the world were spread from the palace to every corner of Daliang Kingdom - His Highness was born.

The Ninth Prince and the Ninth Princess looked at the little prince who was carrying it out excitedly and stepped forward one after another.

The Ninth Prince walked in front, but because of his identity, he could only watch it seriously, and it was difficult to go forward and hug: Hey, such a young child.

The ninth princess' eyes were filled with a loving smile. As a woman, because of the inheritance and reproduction of the family, she was belatedly relieved: "Come on, give me a hug."

Ming Xiluo glanced at the Ninth Prince and gave the child to the Ninth Princess.

The Ninth Princess hugged her carefully and loved her very much, and her eyes did not move away from the little guy's face: "Prince, look, she looks so beautiful."

The Ninth Prince immediately came over and said, "It looks good."

"Look at his little mouth is red, oh, my little hand is moving."

Mingxiluo, the Ninth Prince surrounded her and looked at the little thing that could only sleep.

The Ninth Prince suddenly said, "Do you have a birthmark?" Not everyone in the royal family has birthmarks, but as long as you don't know your mind, they are all war kings of the generation. Of course, if you don't know your mind, you will be extremely powerful.

Mingxiluo didn't look at it: "He is so young, he has never been incense." He still needs to compress hot compress after incense, so there is no need.

The Ninth Prince disagreed: "It's just ambergris, the fragrance is soft. No one in the palace has ever smelled it. It would be strange if you don't click it. Click it, click it."

Mingxiluo was a little moved and subconsciously wanted to know if he was Kesuzhi. No one thought that his child had too many chips. However, when the ambergris was not easy to dissipate, he was worried that Xiang Xinci knew it. He felt that he wanted a child with both literary and military ethics. If he didn't, he would be disappointed with the child: "Forget it, wait until he grows older."

The Ninth Prince felt it was inexplicable. He just waited for something, lighted a incense and applied it to the child's waist with a warm towel. What's the point of waiting for?

The Ninth Prince suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice: "No?" Otherwise, why don't you look at it?

Ming Xiluo didn't know where the Ninth Prince came to the conclusion, "I didn't see it."

"Why not look?" Just check it out. Of course there is better, no... it is a bit disappointing, but there are not many royals, and sometimes it has not been seen for several generations. It is normal, just have it, it is better.

Mingxilo could not mention his concern and Xinci was unhappy: "It's just a birthmark, don't be so anxious."

"Why don't you worry? Is that a birthmark?" There is a big difference between being and not being. If someone is not stupid, this one is the prince. Even if there are other princes in the future, he will not be able to defeat him.

What's more, it's the child that Xiang Xinci gave birth to, which is troublesome to be talented, but I can't help but expect it. After all, birthmarks are rare, what if others don't have them in the future.

The Ninth Prince wants the child to have a birthmark, but he doesn't want the child to have a birthmark. After all, such a child born in an unconventional manner is the prince...

But the Ninth Prince's eyes were still firmly stuck to the child, with satisfactory and loving eyes, and they looked pretty. If there was no birthmark, would he be able to take it to his house to raise it? So I still have to check it out.

Mingxiluo did not respond, and he was even more worried. Xinci felt that he was testing the child's bloodline and would be in trouble then.

Seeing that the emperor did not speak, the Ninth Princess said, "What are you doing? Just now I hope the emperor will give birth to a grandson for you. Now I am a young master. You also hope that the child is talented, so why are you so hard for you?"

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince glanced at the emperor who was silent again, snorted coldly, stopped talking, just looked at the birthmark, and was talking nonsense. Can't the Lord do this?

The Ninth Princess kicked the Ninth Prince with her feet carefully. The birthmark was not important. Ask the emperor if she could help take care of her for two days. How cute the child was, she wanted to help take care of her.

"The Empress Dowager is here--"

"Where is my great-grandson." The Empress Dowager had already walked in. A child who had only been born might not come here in person. However, this was the emperor's first child and she was not close to her grandson. She did not respond to the matter of the Empress Dowager Feng, but she should not be delayed for a long time. She was even more afraid that her daughter-in-law would stay in the palace to take care of her new-born great-grandson. Of course, she had to come over quickly: "Oh, let the grandma see."

The Ninth Prince and the Ninth Princess immediately greeted the Empress Dowager.

Mincilo followed closely behind.

"There is no need to be too polite for a family." The Empress Dowager looked at the child in the cradle held by the Ninth Princess, and ten thousand kinds of concerns flashed through her mind: "I'm so good."

The Ninth Princess said kindly: "Yes, she is still well-behaved." Her eyes fell on the child again, and she liked him no matter how she looked, and she was reluctant to let go when she hugged her.

The Empress Dowager immediately turned to the emperor: "Has the little prince's mother been promoted? She can give birth to the emperor's first child? The Ai family is happy, so she will make an exception to be promoted to Zhaoyi, which will also facilitate her to take care of the child." He is not qualified to raise the prince if he has a low position.
Chapter completed!