Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 1076 A Good Woman, Be a Heroine

Chapter 1076 A Good Woman, Be a Heroine

Unable to find Prince Mo, Wen Po had no choice but to carry the child back to the house.

On the bed in the middle of the room, Feng Qingyao was weak and closed her eyes.Her hair was soaked in sweat, sticking to her forehead limply, and when she heard that Po Wen came back so soon, she opened her eyes wearily, "Where is the prince?
Wen Po shook her head, put the child beside her pillow with a smile on her face, "Princess, look at how good-looking your Highness is."

Feng Qingyao stretched out a hand to help the little milk baby straighten the swaddle, her smile was full of maternal love, "It's only a little bit, how can you tell if it looks good or not?" He said so, but in his heart he felt that the child It is indeed good-looking, with a small outline, very much like Mo Zhanhua.

There was a slight pause in my heart, where did he go at this juncture?
She didn't have time to think too much, because Yaoyao came.

Fearing that Yaoyao would make trouble, Mo Zhanhua sent her to the martial arts training ground early in the morning, and asked Zhan Ying to accompany her to practice martial arts.As a result, something happened to Xiao Yunshu in the middle, Zhanying got busy and handed Yaoyao to the deputy general to look after.The lieutenant general was rigid, not as good as Zhan Ying, who knew how to be flexible, so Yaoyao felt bored after playing for a while, so she came back by herself.

As soon as she came, Wenpo quickly gave up her seat.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her mother lying on the bed in broad daylight, Yaoyao approached worriedly.Seeing the little milk baby next to the pillow, she opened her mouth excitedly.As if afraid of scaring the sleeping child, he asked in a low voice, "Is this a younger brother or a younger sister?"

Feng Qingyao nodded.

She told Yaoyao before that Yaoyao will soon have a younger brother or younger sister.

Presumably Yaoyao kept her words in her heart.

A look of curiosity.

Stretching out his hand to poke the baby's small face, there was a strange light in his dark eyes, "Mother, he is so small, his face is so soft!"

"When Yaoyao was young, she was just like her younger brother." Feng Qingyao smiled softly, and stretched out her hands to rub Yaoyao's sun-burned face. .”

"No, daddy said, good girl, be a heroine and never give up to a man."

Seeing her daughter's serious face, Feng Qingyao smiled.With this smile, the lower abdomen swayed, and the wound underneath was painfully painful.She had no choice but to hold back and suppressed her smile.

"The concubine gave birth?" Mo Zhanhua's hasty voice came from outside.

After getting the maid's affirmative answer, he opened the door and walked in with great strides.

"Yao'er, how are you?" There was concern in the man's voice.

After entering the door, he didn't go to see the infant child first, but went to the side of the bed, held her hand tightly, caressed her cheek in distress, picked up the wet hair on her forehead, and stuffed it on her face. Behind the ear, "Yao'er, thank you for your hard work."

The most ordinary movements made Feng Qingyao feel extremely warm in her heart.

There was a soft smile on the corner of his lips, and he said softly, "I'm fine, where have you been?"

Not wanting to make her worry, he smiled softly, and prevaricated softly: "A guest came to the mansion, and he insisted on seeing me. Zhan Ying is really, knowing that the princess is giving birth today, but still ordered someone to send a message, this king has already punished him .”

As she spoke, the worry in her eyes couldn't escape Feng Qingyao's eyes.

Without revealing his good intentions, he turned to look at the newborn child, "It's a boy, do you want to hug him?"

"Of course I want to hug!" Mo Zhanhua said decisively.

Worried that he would not be able to hold the child because of his rough hands and feet, Wen Po deliberately picked up the child and put it firmly in his arms.Mo Zhanhua lowered his eyes, looking at the little face in his arms that was not as big as his fist, his heart felt soft.

his son--

(End of this chapter)

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