The fatigue that followed childbirth gradually crept in. Qin Changge, who had been full of enthusiasm just moments before, now wearily half-closed her eyes and said:

"Alright, I'm still tired, let's go out now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the midwife stepped forward and added, "Your Majesty, the Empress is still very weak."

Qin Ze touched Qin Changge's forehead tenderly and nodded, saying, "Rest well, I'll come see you again later."

"Mmm," Qin Changge responded softly, closing her eyes wearily, but then mumbled something indistinctly:

"The girl and the boy stay here with me, don't take them away."

Qin Ze chuckled and then said gently, "Okay."

——

Kunning Palace.

"Good boy, good grandson...hehe."

Lin Wan, who left Yonghe Palace a few moments ago, has been here for a while, while Zhang Zisheng fell asleep exhausted shortly after giving birth and is now resting in her palace.

The infant dragon was naturally placed in the arms of Lin Wan, who was eager to have a grandson. At this moment, in the room next to the palace, Lin Wan held her grandson with a loving expression, gently rocking him, her face full of smiles.

Newborn babies usually fall asleep quickly after crying for a while, but for some reason, her grandson hasn't fallen asleep yet. Lin Wan wants him to go to sleep early so he can get enough rest.

Looking into her grandson's bright eyes, Lin Wan felt truly happy and wanted to see more of his clear-headed and adorable appearance.

That's why, even while she was coaxing her grandson to sleep, she couldn't help but call out to him softly.

"Good grandson...time to sleep..."

"Hmm...woo woo..." Lin Wan pouted and hummed softly. Just then, a soft call came from outside the door:

"mother."

Hearing her son's voice, Lin Wan turned to the doorway and said, "Come in."

Qin Ze then opened the door and stepped inside. Upon seeing his mother holding his son, he immediately smiled and said, "I could hear you putting him to sleep from outside."

"You always coaxed me like this before, it hasn't changed at all."

Lin Wan chuckled softly: "You still remember?"

Qin Ze came to his mother's side, looked at her and smiled, saying, "Of course, I'll never forget it, Mother."

Lin Wan smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and said, "You're so sweet-talking. Come here, give your good son a hug. He's still not asleep."

After saying that, she handed the child to Qin Ze and then asked, "Have you gone to see Zi Sheng?"

"Yes, I just came from next door. She's asleep, and so is Changge. They both just gave birth and are exhausted."

"Don't disturb them tonight. Let these two girls get a good night's sleep. Sigh, after giving birth, a woman's body becomes much weaker."

Hearing this, Qin Ze shifted his gaze to Lin Wan's face and said, "Yes, Mother, I've been on tenterhooks all day, afraid..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Wan reached out and covered his mouth, interrupting him, "That's enough."

"Now that these two girls have successfully given birth to your children, you must remember the hardships they endured for you today and treat them well, otherwise... humph."

"You don't need to tell me, Mother, don't worry." Qin Ze smiled and agreed, then looked down at the young child in his arms.

The little guy was still awake, his big eyes fixed on Qin Ze's face.

Lin Wan said with a smile, "I saw that Zisheng looked like you as soon as she was born, especially after she opened her eyes."

"Look at those eyebrows, those eyes, isn't that right? Hehe."

Qin Ze nodded and smiled, "You've seen it all, so it definitely looks like it."

Lin Wan stared intently at the baby and then smiled, "With a full forehead, a high nose, and those big eyes, I wonder how many girls he'll charm when he grows up."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze burst into laughter, but Lin Wan continued:

"But you know what, there are also aspects that are not quite like you... no, I should say more like Zisheng."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze looked at his son's face and laughed, "Ears, lower lip."

Lin Wan nodded and continued:

"Yes, those two places are exactly the same as Zisheng's."

"A full lower lip is a sign of wealth and nobility, and large earlobes are a sign of good fortune."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze laughed and said, "Mother, when did you learn to read faces?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to believe her, Lin Wan scolded him, "You brat, do you think your mother is just saying nice things to you on purpose?"

Qin Ze quickly shook his head with a smile: "Mother, I didn't think that way."

Lin Wan patted Qin Ze's arm and said reproachfully, "Although your mother has never studied physiognomy, she has heard a master say that..."

"That was many years ago, when you weren't even a year old."

With a smile in his eyes, Qin Ze put one arm around his son and pulled over a chair with the other, saying, "Mother, sit down and let's talk."

Lin Wan sat down in the chair and said in a serious tone:

“That year, our family distributed porridge in front of the mansion to help people who had fled from Tongchuan. You were not even a year old. I didn’t intend to show my face in public, but somehow, I ended up at the door in a daze.”

"There were so many people getting porridge, a huge crowd. Fortunately, no trouble happened. When a white-haired Taoist priest came to get porridge and steamed buns, it was as if a gust of wind came, and my mind cleared up immediately."

Hearing this, Qin Ze chuckled in surprise: "Is it that mysterious, Mother?"

Lin Wan glared at Qin Ze reproachfully, then said, "Why would I lie to you?"

"That Taoist priest had long white hair and a white beard, and although his clothes were dirty and messy, he looked like he had Taoist practice on him."

Qin Ze replied with a smile, "He has the air of an immortal."

Lin Wan chuckled lightly: "That's not quite right. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha. If you give that Taoist priest some bright clothes, he might be able to be called a celestial being."

"But no matter how down and out he was back then, he must have had some kind of spiritual power."

Hearing this, Qin Ze looked down at his son and found that he seemed to be listening quietly as well, his gaze even fixed on Lin Wan.

He then smiled at his son and said, "What? You can understand that, kid?"

The baby, of course, didn't react, but Lin Wan slapped Qin Ze's arm again in annoyance: "I'm talking to you seriously!"

"I'm listening, Mother. Did this Taoist priest teach you fortune telling?" Qin Ze turned to look at his mother.

Lin Wan continued, "I was holding you then, and when the Taoist priest came forward to collect the porridge, he said he couldn't just eat and drink for free; he had to examine your bones and read your fortune."

“The servants didn’t really believe it, but I saw that the Taoist priest spoke sincerely, and I couldn’t bear to refuse his good intentions, so I agreed.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze smiled and asked, "So what did he say in the end?"

“He said that heavenly secrets cannot be revealed,” Lin Wan said, emphasizing each word.

Qin Ze laughed heartily: "Mother, don't blame me for saying this, it's a common tactic used by swindlers."