I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

It was a tiny baby wrapped in embroidered swaddling clothes, with fair and delicate skin.

A pair of big, dark eyes curiously surveyed this unfamiliar world, while tiny hands flailing about in the air, brimming with vibrant life.

"My husband, you're finally back."

Liu Ruoshuang's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible coquettishness as she leaned close to Li Qingluan and lowered her voice.

"Our baby is your beloved daughter! It's been half a month, and we've been waiting for you to come back and name her!"

daughter!

It really is a daughter!

Zhao Chen'an felt an immense surge of joy rush to his head, making him feel somewhat lightheaded.

He grinned and let out a hearty, unrestrained laugh.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! My good daughter!"

The laughter was powerful and full of heartfelt ecstasy.

The kneeling officials around him couldn't help but secretly raise their heads, wanting to see what had caused this Prince Wei, who had managed to turn the tide, to lose his composure like this.

Seemingly sensing her father's indescribable excitement, the baby was held in Li Qingluan's arms.

Instead of being frightened, she giggled along.

With her waving little hand, she precisely grabbed Zhao Chen'an's hair as he leaned closer.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Chen'an pretended to be in pain, but laughed even more heartily.

The laughter of the father and daughter, one loud and one soft, mingled together, dispelling all the gloom and fatigue of returning from the battlefield.

Just then, a barely perceptible transmission of true energy entered Zhao Chen'an's ears.

It was the voice of my father, Emperor Zhao Daoting.

"Leave this to me. You take the princesses and Fairy Mo back to your residence first. I will come to your residence later after I have finished dealing with palace affairs."

Zhao Chen'an felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this.

The Emperor is creating time for him to reunite with his family.

Without further hesitation, he took Wulanxue's hand in one hand and Liu Ruoshuang's hand in the other.

Turning back to Li Qingluan and Xiao Chuchu, he said, "Let's go home!"

He didn't even turn around to greet Zhao Daoting, nor did he pay any attention to the kneeling civil and military officials.

He then pulled his family members along and turned to board the large carriage they had come in.

Such disrespectful behavior towards the court would have been impeached eight hundred times by the censors if it had happened to any other prince.

But when it comes to Zhao Chen'an now, no one dares to utter a single word of dissent.

Because everyone understands that without him, there would be no victory, and he would not be qualified to stand here and receive the worship of the people.

The carriage slowly started moving and headed towards the Prince of Wei's residence.

The carriage is spacious.

Zhao Chen'an carefully took his precious daughter from Li Qingluan's hands, held her in his arms, and couldn't get enough of looking at her.

The little guy wasn't shy at all; he stared straight at him with his bright eyes and would occasionally reach out his little hand to touch his chin.

Zhao Chen'an's heart was completely melted by her cuteness.

In contrast, Zhao Xiao, who was being held by Wu Lanxue, was much quieter and was still sleeping soundly.

Anyone with eyes could see that Zhao Chen'an's mind was almost entirely focused on his daughter, whom he had just met.

Upon seeing this, Wulanxue showed no jealousy whatsoever; instead, she smiled gently and said:

"My lord, while you were away, my sister Qingluan was in poor health, so I helped take care of her."

"This little baby is so lively and energetic, unlike Xiao Jiu, who just eats and sleeps."

Her words were filled with love for children, whether biological or not.

In her eyes, they were all Zhao Chen'an's children, and all part of this family.

Zhao Chen'an gave her a grateful look.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

The journey was pleasant, and soon the carriage arrived at the Prince of Wei's residence.

After the family got out of the car, the servants of the manor carried the unconscious Mo Yuqing down and, as instructed, took her to a quiet room that had been prepared in advance.

Xiao Chuchu had already given Wulanxue and Liu Ruoshuang a general account of Mo Yuqing's situation on the way.

After hearing this, Liu Ruoshuang immediately stated her position:

"My husband is right. Fairy Mo's injuries are so severe that they cannot be cured by ordinary elixirs."

"The Hunyuan Sect is a superior sect with unfathomable depths. Once this matter is resolved, we must send Master back to the sect as soon as possible. There must be a way to save her there."

None of the girls had any objections to this.

After settling Mo Yuqing in, the family was finally able to sit down and have a proper chat.

Zhao Chen'an held his daughter in his arms, sitting in the main seat. Looking at this incredibly active little girl who wasn't sleepy at all, a surge of pride welled up in his heart.

He cleared his throat and solemnly announced.

"I've decided, our daughter's name will be Zhao Zixing!"

Zhao Zixing.

The three women silently recited the name to themselves, and all felt that it was clear, pleasant to hear, and carried a touch of nobility.

"Auspicious purple clouds rise from the east, and the stars shine brightly; it's a good name."

Ulanxue was the first to nod in approval.

However, Zhao Chen'an's next words made their hearts jump.

He made no attempt to hide anything and chose to be completely honest with his wives.

"The name Zi Xing was not chosen randomly. She... was born with the destiny of the 'Purple Extreme Demon Star'."

Purple Demon Star!

The moment those four words were uttered, the atmosphere in the carriage instantly became heavy.

Even the naive Xiao Chuchu had seen records of this legendary destiny in the family's ancient books.

Those born with this destiny will face a life full of hardships and misfortunes, making them the "nourishment" most coveted by extraterrestrial evil spirits.

But everything has two sides.

If one can survive all the tribulations and not perish prematurely, their future achievements will be limitless, and they may even have the chance to reach the legendary pinnacle of the demonic path.

Li Qingluan's body stiffened slightly. As a mother, hearing that her daughter was burdened with such a dangerous fate, she felt an overwhelming pang of heartache.

Zhao Chen'an sensed her worry, reached out and took her hand, offering her warmth and strength.

He looked at his daughter in his arms, still innocent and unaware, giggling, and continued:

"Her fate is perilous, but as her parents, we will protect her."

"So from today onwards, her nickname will be Lingzhu."

"I hope she can be like a pure pearl, maintaining her true self and finding peace and joy no matter how corrupt the outside world may be."

Zhao Zixing, Lingzhu.

One is grand and majestic, the other is elegant and understated.

The women savored it carefully and all agreed that it couldn't be more perfect.

Li Qingluan's worries gradually dissipated under her husband's firm promise, turning into endless tenderness.

"I will do whatever my husband says."

Zhao Chen'an nodded in satisfaction and lowered his head to tease the little spirit pearl in his arms.

The little guy seemed to sense something, and his little hands gripped his clothes tightly.

……

As night deepened, the lights in the Prince of Wei's mansion dimmed.

After putting the two energetic little ones to sleep, Wulanxue and the other girls went back to their rooms to rest.

The vast palace gradually returned to tranquility.

Inside the study, the candlelight flickered.

Zhao Chen'an sat alone at his desk, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the surface, as if waiting for something.

A barely perceptible ripple spread through the space.

A figure dressed in a dragon robe appeared silently in the center of the study, as if he had always been standing there.

Apart from Zhao Chen'an, no one noticed.

"Father."

Zhao Chen'an stood up and bowed slightly.

Zhao Daoting waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite, and went straight to sit down to the side.