Can't Hold On Anymore! This Childbirth Task Goes to Whoever Wants It

Just casually sighing about when she can retire, and Qing Yin’s system immediately assigns her a childbirth task.

System: ...

Qing Yin: "Hehe... that's really thanks to you.&#...

Chapter 250 The Delicate and Easy-to-Push Little Queen Mother and the Cold-blooded and Cruel Tyrant 61

Perhaps sensing something, Qingyin suddenly looked up and towards the door.

Their eyes met, and Qingyin raised her lips and curled them first.

Nangong Yuan was stunned, but then he forgot that the little guy would cry if he approached him. When his hand touched Qingyin's face, the two of them suddenly reacted.

But this time, the crying did not come.

The two of them subconsciously looked down and found that the little guy had fallen asleep without them knowing when.

Nangong Yuan shook his head helplessly, "I thought I was finally being welcomed."

Qingyin tried to hold back, but still couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After laughing for a while, she said, "I just thought this little guy was going to accept you."

After she finished speaking, Qingyin looked up, but met a pair of dark eyes. She knew that look very well, and a hint of blush quietly rose on her face.

Nangong Yuan's Adam's apple moved, and his hand just wrapped around Qingyin's waist.

Qingyin suddenly said, "Wait, have you forgotten something important?"

Nangong Yuan looked at the pink little guy in Qingyin's arms and suddenly realized, "Blame me." After saying that, he shouted outside, "Someone, bring the little prince..."

Before he could finish his words, Qingyin gave him a scolding look, "What are you thinking? I'm asking you, have you chosen a name yet?"

Logically speaking, the name should have been chosen long ago.

But Nangong Yuan kept putting it off.

He also said that the little guy didn't like him anyway, so he wouldn't give him a name.

Thinking about this little guy's disdain for Nangong Yuan.

She had no choice but to lean slightly towards Nangong Yuan, and the name remained there.

But a hundred days have passed and Nangong Yuan is still not in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Qingyin stuffed the sleeping little guy into Nangong Yuan's arms.

Nangong Yuan's whole body froze, and he almost lost control of his hands and feet. He didn't even notice when his breathing became lighter.

Maybe the little guy was really tired today. In the past, no matter how soundly he slept, he would wake up immediately as soon as he was in Nangong Yuan's arms, and then start howling desperately.

Qingyin smiled gently, "It seems that he is starting to like you."

Nangong Yuan carefully looked at his pink and white son in his arms, his heart melting. He said softly, "Let's call him Nangong Yan."

Qingyin immediately thought of Nangong Yan.

Although, she and Nangong Yuan never mentioned him,

However, when that person disappeared, Xiao Qi told her that she was still in a coma, but she felt herself being taken to a warm embrace.

She thought, maybe that was Nangong Yan saying goodbye to her.

Nangong Yuan held Nangong Yan in one hand and Qingyin in the other, and gently kissed her on the tip of her brow, "Yan, the sea is peaceful and the river is clear."

Qingyin nodded. "Now the world is at peace, the country is prosperous and the people are safe. That's great."

The little guy's name was decided in this way.

Spring goes and autumn comes, the four seasons change.

Nangong Yan is now a three-year-old boy, and today is his first day of school.

As soon as the get out of class was over, he couldn't wait to roll up the name he had practiced all day on the table and take it back.

Nangong Yuan had just finished handling government affairs and was leaving the imperial study, and the two met at the gate of Fengyi Palace.

Nangong Yan bowed politely, "Your Highness, your son greets you."

Nangong Yuan nodded and asked casually, "It's your first day of school today. What did you learn?"

Nangong Yan pinched the untidy paper in his hand and said, "I have practiced the name."

Nangong Yuan noticed his little movement and fixed his eyes on the paper.

Nangong Yan hid the paper in his hand and said, "I will go in first."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to run inside with his short legs.

Nangong Yuan suddenly looked at Li Zhang behind him, "Do I look scary?"

This brat stopped crying when he grew up, but when he saw him, he would act like a rabbit seeing an eagle, either hiding or running away.

"The Emperor is wise and brave, majestic and imposing, with the bearing of a phoenix and a dragon..." Before Li Zhang could finish his words, Nangong Yuan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Alright, you're the only one who knows how to flatter. Get out of here."

Li Zhang nodded and bowed quickly, "I am telling the truth, and I have no intention of flattering you."

Qingyin heard footsteps at the door and subconsciously looked up, and saw Nangong Yan trotting over, his chubby little face full of joy, "Mother."

Qingyin smiled, put down the book in her hand and opened her arms.

Nangong Yan threw himself into Qingyin's arms and chirped excitedly.

From the first impression he had when he saw the teacher in the morning to the last time he presented the name he had practiced all morning, his mouth didn't stop for a moment.

Qingyin listened to him with a smile the whole time, occasionally asking a few questions.

Seeing the harmonious atmosphere here, Nangong Yuan felt it was not right to raise his foot, nor was it right not to raise his foot.

After thinking about it, he walked in with a swagger.

As expected.

As soon as I walked in, the warm atmosphere inside froze instantly.

Nangong Yuan pretended not to know and walked straight towards Qingyin. He asked softly, "I heard your laughter from quite far away. What were you talking about?"

Qingyin patted Nangong Yan's shoulder gently and said with a smile: "Look, Yan'er said he practiced his name all morning."

As he spoke, he opened the paper covered with doggy-style writing.

Nangong Yuan: “…”

Qingyin praised, "Yan'er is really smart. It's only the first day he holds a pen, and he can write so well. Look, mother, it's really good." As she spoke, she looked at Nangong Yuan, "Isn't it?"

Nangong Yuan: “…”

If there is any word he knows, he can praise it.

Nangong Yan suddenly clenched his fists and looked at Nangong Yuan nervously.

Nangong Yuan was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "It's really good."

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