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Chapter 1464

"Oh what's the name?"

"Rongfang."

"What two words?" Zhao Jiner couldn't imagine it.

"The lotus of lotus, the boat of the pleasure boat."

"Why are the words like this?" Zhao Jiner humbly asked.

"Just just sleeping with you, a lotus flower boat is dreaming. The flowers are clustered on the boat, and there is a prosperous atmosphere. Another white crane flies over the top of the boat, stepping on the auspicious clouds. I thought, my daughter is called Rongfang, wishing her a lifetime of flowers and happiness. And..."

"what else?"

Qin Muxiu grinned, "I won't say it anymore. What do you think of this name?"

"It sounds nice, good meaning, I like it." Zhao Jiner expressed her satisfaction, "What else is there?"

Qin Muxiu waved his hand, "Nothing. Drink the soup quickly, it's cold."

Seeing his strange expression, Zhao Jiner became more and more worried, "What else is there?"

Qin Muxiu had to honestly explain, "I originally thought that if there was another child, it would be called Hesun, but a girl would torture you to this end. It would be better not to have another child. It would be enough to have her."

Zhao Jiner was stunned for a moment, and slowly, a fog appeared in her eyes.

"Don't you want another son?"

"No. No one is as important as you." Qin Muxiu thought for a while, "You can make me something like shit in the future."

Zhao Jiner was really moved. In this world, whether in the countryside or in the city, without a son, he was regarded as having no descendants.

Women who cannot give birth to boys are guided by others, and men cannot raise their heads.

But Qin Muxiu told her firmly that she didn't want her to endure hardships and would not have children again.

For this reason, a man who became the prince's tutor was willing to drink the oxid soup, and he didn't even ask her to drink it:

Many maids and concubines from many wealthy families are not qualified to raise their master's children. They have to drink the child avoidant soup prepared by the mistress in advance afterwards. Most of the medicines are domineering and harmful to the body. Over time, they will really lose the ability to give birth and nourish their bodies, and their bodies will become weak.

"you......"

When I talked to the edge of my mouth, I didn't know how to say it.

Full of emotion turned into speechlessness, Zhao Jiner tightly hooked Qin Muxiu's neck and kissed him on the lips.

"My husband, you are really good, very good."

At this moment, Old Mrs. Qin carried Xiao Rongfang in.

The little girl who had eaten, drank, stooled, and urinated and washed her cleanly at her aunt's place, now she faded away the purple color she had when she was born, and her face became white and tender, pink, and she could vaguely see the outline of her parents.

With Zhao Jiner's beauty and Qin Muxiu's handsomeness and openness, he is a very beautiful little baby.

Qin Muxiu took it and looked at his daughter, just like looking at the reduced version of Zhao Jin'er. The previous disgust disappeared, leaving only full of love and pity.

"Nannan, I am Dad."

Old Mrs. Qin smiled and called him stupid, "What do she know now! Give it to her mother and let her eat breastfeeding, otherwise your wife will suffer in the future."

Qin Muxiu didn't understand what it had to do with Nannan's breastfeeding and her wife's suffering later, but he still did it.

After all, Zhao Jin'er is a young wife who has just given birth and is not used to the matter of breastfeeding. In front of Old Lady Qin and Qin Muxiu, she was embarrassed to lift her clothes without saying anything.

Old Mrs. Qin advised, "What's the embarrassment? The eldest sister-in-law and young wife in the village are not holding a doll and feeding them while basking in the sun at the door. No one looks at you."

Zhao Jiner became more and more embarrassed when she thought of that scene.

Qin Muxiu protected his wife and said, "Forget it if you don't want to feed her, it's not difficult to hire a wet nurse."
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