Sometimes Rong Hua Zheng thinks that she is a little young after all, and many things are not as optimistic as she imagined, such as the identity of her child.

She has never cared about the child's identity and clan origin. Having a surname does not necessarily mean that the child has a clan origin. People will have the idea of ​​​​tracing back to their origins and taking root. It is impossible for people to hang around with an empty name forever, but they can never find it.

was registered into the family tree. Therefore, some things cannot be ignored without paying attention, and some things must be faced. When the two children were one month old, Rong Huazheng suddenly realized this.

The person who raised this issue was Rong Huating.

At that time, Rong Huazheng never told Rong Huating about his situation after leaving Rong Huating's house until the child was one month old. Now that the child is one month old, Rong Huazheng felt that if he didn't tell Rong Huating what happened, he would really be in trouble.

of

She is no longer worthy of being a sister.

Rong Huating came here in a hurry after receiving the letter the night before the little prince and princess's full moon party. There was also a beautiful and delicate follower beside him, and two boys, one big and one small, walked over with expressions on their faces.

It's tight

, among them Rong Huating was the best. When Rong Huating was led into Rong Huazheng's dormitory and saw Rong Huazheng holding two children in his arms, Rong Huating's tense face was instantly broken and his eyes were filled with tears.

It fell out.

The delicate little boy next to him had a different idea than him. After seeing Rong Huazheng, he pinched his fingers and looked at Rong Huazheng with a flat mouth, his eyes as sad as he wanted.

Rong Huazheng looked at it and felt deeply that he had committed some unforgivable sin.

"Xi Yan?"

"Woo!" He choked like a kitten, his big eyes sparkling with tears.

Rong Huazheng felt guilty, "Huating, Xiyan, stop standing at the door and come in. There is no need to avoid suspicion."

"Woo!" The beautiful little boy tugged at the corner of Rong Huating's clothes and whimpered again.

A moment later, Rong Huating's eyes were still staring at Rong Huazheng, not feeling sad and showing no intention of moving at all.

Rong Huazheng coughed twice, and the two of them came back to their senses. Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a little kid in jade-like clothes running toward Rong Huazheng with tears in his eyes and waving his legs.

He hugged Rong Huazheng's waist and cried so hard that he couldn't help but cry.

"Woo, sister Zheng..."

Rong Huazheng's ears instantly went numb, "Xi Yan..." Don't be too excited.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

What a beautiful little face, so ruined. Rong Huazheng thought, holding her forehead slightly.

The little kid didn't seem to care much about his own image. All his tears and snot were wiped on the fine fabrics of Rong Hua Zheng. After crying for a while, he finally got to the point, "Sister Zheng, you deceived me so miserably..."

Woohoo..."

It was like crying and complaining about Chen Shimei. Rong Huazheng's scalp was numb for a few times. In the end, he had to put down the child in his hands and hold his head to comfort him: "Xi Yan, crying is hurting your body."

"It's better to be hurt than to be sad." The little kid blinked his tears pitifully and continued to accuse, "How could you lie to me and leave me alone and run away..."

The conversation was getting more and more erotic. Rong Huazheng gritted his teeth and reminded himself that he was really not Chen Shimei. He swallowed and said, "Xi Yan, by the way, you are almost seven years old. Are you embarrassed that a seven-year-old man is crying?"

The little kid's cry paused for a moment, then choked up again, "But I'm happy."

Rong Huazheng's heart suddenly warmed up, "Isn't it sad?"

"I'm so happy to see Sister Zheng." The little kid hummed, and his big eyes soaked with tears changed their target at this time, staring at the two beautiful children for a moment. He was still calm at first.

Just look at it

Started to swallow.

Rong Huazheng didn't hear him cry, she felt relieved and kissed his delicate face.

The little kid's face turned red awkwardly, he covered his face and glared at Rong Huazheng, "I'm seven years old, and I'm still kissing randomly. Can I just kiss a man's face?"

Rong Huazheng raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and kissed her twice more.

The little kid's face turned even redder, and he buried himself in Rong Huazheng's arms without saying anything. He looked at the two little darlings coquettishly, his eyes full of longing.

Ouch, why is Sister Zheng and Brother Can’s little baby so beautiful?

Rong Hua Zheng noticed his little thoughts and wanted to ask him if he wanted to take off his shoes and go to bed to play with the baby. Rong Hua Ting, who was ignored next to him, spoke up at this time, hesitating to say, "Sister Zheng,

you……"

Rong Huazheng looked at Rong Huating, who had pain in his eyes, and stretched out her hand to call him closer, "Hua Ting, don't worry."

"Are you worried? How can you not be worried?" Rong Huating couldn't accept it. He looked at Rong Huazheng and then at the child in her arms. The one-of-a-kind appearance in the world made him dizzy. Regarding the child's father,

No need to ask

Knowing this, he took a deep breath and said, "Sister Zheng, are you...are you stupid?!"

Rong Huating always respected and admired Rong Huazheng. When her well-behaved brother said this, Rong Huazheng was not displeased. On the contrary, she felt a little bit that her brother had really grown up this time.

"Hua Pavilion..."

"Sister Zheng!" Rong Huating interrupted her, and the young man Qingjun's expression was not very good, "Do you know what the situation in the court is now? You are actually at this time..."

The corners of Rong Huazheng's lips curled up, and she looked quietly at her younger brother who was becoming more and more outstanding, more independent, and more and more able to think for himself.

Rong Huating originally thought that he might have no future in this life. It was Rong Huazheng who saved him, guided him and gave him another way out. The person he admired and loved the most in his life was Rong Huazheng, and now Rong Huazheng

For zither

Looking at him with such unreserved admiration, he suddenly became awkward, and the original anger in his heart was almost extinguished in an instant.

Alas! He sighed deeply. In fact, there are not so many things in this world that need to be explained. Aren’t the paths that people take always follow their hearts? People are free to think whatever they want.

What decision to make, people

How could it be stopped?

Rong Huating understood, but he still had something he wanted to know.

At this age, he did not get the position of Minister of Rites out of thin air. His mind and thinking are rare. What he wants to know is - "When did this happen? The last time you came to me

From now on

It’s only been six or seven months. Now that the child is one month old, will the child already be..."

Rong Huazheng nodded, "Yes."

"Why don't you tell me?" Rong Huating wanted to say loudly, but all the words he said were aggrieved.

Rong Huazheng patted his head comfortingly, "It was inconvenient at that time."

Although Rong Huazheng said this, Rong Huating still felt aggrieved. He felt that Rong Huazheng should not have hidden it from him like this. Thinking that the incident happened before she came to his house, he felt a little better. After thinking about it, he just said

put out

Anger rose from his chest again, if the emperor had known that Sister Zheng was not dead, but still wanted to marry three wives and four concubines, and did so many ridiculous things, then who was Sister Zheng?

How could Sister Zheng bear it? Now she still gives birth to children for him?

Rong Huating's face was unusually forbearing when he thought about it. He stretched out his hands to rub his temples, his chest heaving. He tried hard to restrain himself so as not to do anything disrespectful to Rong Huating, but he squeezed out the words through his teeth, "

Sister Zheng, you...

…Didn’t I tell you before, my lord... the emperor will eventually be the emperor, and the person standing next to him will only be Yun Qingluan, you are... you..."

"Hua Ting, don't be upset yet, just listen to me." Rong Huazheng quickly comforted him and told him everything.

Rong Huating's face became less angry when he heard it at the end, but his heart suddenly hurt. He stared at Rong Hua Zheng seriously. After a long time, he said with a sore throat: "Sister Zheng, how could you do such a thing?"

Son? Go to execution alone

The same goes for Langshan, and the same goes for giving birth to a child alone now. Are you..." Are you smart or confused, or have you never used your brain?

Does she know that by following the emperor like this, her status may be something she will never get?

Rong Huazheng looked at Rong Huating and didn't reply.

Rong Huating's delicate lips pursed, and the little kid beside him felt the tense atmosphere between the two, and his head buried in Rong Huazheng's waist moved. Rong Huazheng noticed, "What's wrong?"

The little kid said softly: "I want to see my younger brothers and sisters."

"How do you know one of the pranksters is the younger brother and the other is the younger sister?" Rong Huazheng said with a smile and asked someone to take off his shoes.

"The one who looks like Brother Can is the younger brother, and the one who looks like Sister Zheng is the younger sister." The little kid who took off his shoes quickly climbed onto the bed and said very matter-of-factly. This was the conclusion he came to when he just observed.

"Xi Yan is really smart." Rong Huazheng praised without hesitation.

"Hehe." The little kid scratched his head and laughed. His small body lay next to the little prince and princess like a frog. His big eyes stared at her beautiful little face without blinking. After a while, he touched her deeply.

He raised his chin and said: "

Well, she is indeed much prettier than me."

Rong Hua Zheng laughed, why is this child so annoying? Thinking about it, he pressed a kiss on the little kid's white and tender cheek again, "Xi Yan is as beautiful as her younger siblings."

The kid's big eyes lit up, and he wanted to ask if it was true, but he felt that men shouldn't care about this. Then he shyly buried his face in the humiliation, and after a while, he raised his head and continued to look at the two kids.

"Sister Zheng, can I hug my brothers and sisters?" He sat up and asked with longing eyes.

Just when Rong Huazheng was about to answer, Rong Huating, who was awkward on the side, corrected him angrily: "Brothers and sisters, you should be their brother-in-law, you should call them nephews and nieces."

"No, they are younger siblings!" The little kid puffed out his cheeks and glared at Rong Huating, "I'm not that old. You are my little baby's uncle. You are an old man, but I am not!"
To be continued...