Emperor Chongjin looked at the three lively little babies, each one more energetic than the last. The weak and sickly little Wenlian grabbed his arm and jumped up, while the quiet little Changyin kept saying, "Uncle, play with us a little longer!"

Emperor Chongjin was both delighted and troubled by the babies' "deep reluctance to part." He was about to agree when his aching back gave him a subtle reminder.

"Good girl, good girl, I also want to continue playing with you, but your Consort Chen and the little brother in her belly are tired. I have to send your Consort Chen back to rest." Emperor Chongjin spread his hands, put his arm around Chen Zhixian, and smiled with regret.

Chen Zhixian glanced at Emperor Chongjin's stubborn expression, then smiled and looked at his hand supporting his waist. She shook her head and smiled helplessly, ultimately deciding not to expose him.

But did Emperor Chongjin really think that his three little devils, who struck fear into the hearts of everyone inside and outside the palace, were so easily fooled?

"Yay! Let's go play in Godmother's palace!"

"Mmm! Uncle, we're playing in Lady Chen's flower field, we won't disturb her rest!"

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