After the medical concubine got married, the disabled prince was so angry

The study in the outer courtyard.

Yang Xuanling was reclining in the wicker chair, with long straight legs overlapping each other, and her slender white fingers tapping the armrest rhythmically, looking quite relaxed and relaxed.

His younger brother Yang Zhongrui was also relaxed while leaning against the desk, "It's really time for my two nephews to come back, and they saved their uncle's life."

"Then the full moon gift can't be taken lightly." Yang Xuanling knew that Yang Zhongrui was drugged, but he didn't object to it.

If Yunzhu never came back, he planned to die alone, but Yang Zhongrui had to work hard to inherit the blood of the Founding Duke's family.

But the person he likes can't have children, that's why he was forced to Liangshan.

"Inevitable." Yang Zhongrui played with the purple jade ring on his little finger, "It's just big brother, you threw away the wheelchair, what are you going to do next?"

Yang Xuanling asked instead, "What do you think?"

Yang Zhongrui thought for a while, "Five Poison Street?"

Yang Xuanling said: "There are many forces in Wudu Street. It's just that the disturbance has gone too far recently. You can do it, but we can't take the lead."

"Then, let Xia Qian? He is the son of the eldest princess, with a noble status. He and today have grown up together since childhood. They are like brothers. Even if something happens, no one will dare to touch him."

"Yes. One more thing. My father-in-law is going back to Puppet City. After he leaves, Zhong Shuling's position will be vacated. Do you want it?"

"If I enter the Zhongshu Province, will the power of the Duke's Mansion be too conspicuous?"

"Can my two sons stand out?" Yang Xuanling mentioned that he had two sons, full of confidence in his heart.

A person may muddle along for himself, and even if he doesn't live well, it doesn't matter.But with weaknesses and Nilin, it will immediately turn into a golden city soup pool, and everything is hard to urge.

"That's my own nephew too." Yang Zhongrui valued this pair of nephews no less than Yang Xuanling, and that was the future of the Duke's Mansion.

"It just so happens that you are all here, come and see the names I gave to my two precious grandchildren." Yang Zong came from the Library Pavilion with a stack of papers, his old face flushed with excitement.

Yang Xuanling handed over the task of naming his sons to his father.

Yang Zong also accepted it happily. He had already spent a day in the Library Pavilion and wrote thousands of names...

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"The eldest grandson's nickname is Lingbao. The younger grandson's name is Lingxi. Zhuer, do you think it's okay?"

Yang Chushi showed Yunzhu the nickname she had written.

Yun Zhu took it, and only after looking at it did she realize that Yang Chu's handwriting was beautiful and elegant, and she would never be able to write it without decades of skill.

"That's great! Mother's name is nice, let's call it Lingbao and Lingxi."

"It's fine if you agree. Let the old men choose the name, and you have to refer to the birth date and so on. It's very troublesome."

When it comes to the birth date, Yun Zhu is actually not very clear.He only told Yang Xuanling the day she left the white plum tree as her birthday.

"Does it have to be based on the birth date?" Yun Zhu asked Yang Chu.

Yang Chushi looked at her, thinking that she still cared about her birth date, and hurriedly said: "Of course not, as long as the name has a good meaning, it's all the same. Who can really rely on a name to influence fate or not. Then everyone just needs to choose one. A good name is enough, so is the date of birth. In the end, people have to rely on themselves, not those false things, don't think about it~"

"Well, what mother said is very true." Yun Zhu was a little relieved.