Every word was written with great force, and the ink seeped through the paper fiercely.
Zhong Yingying came over to read it, and read it in a serious tone, "Your son, don't let him starve to death."
The baby suddenly opened his mouth and cried.
Pan Shu was suddenly at a loss.
Didn’t Gu Chi drink the contraceptive soup?
…
At this time, there was a heavy snowfall in Shangjing.
Gu Chi was wearing a dark purple cloak, his face was pale, and his dark brown pupils were looking faintly in the direction of Yongzhou.
He coughed twice.
Thinking of that child, she still gritted her teeth, "I actually gave birth to a child for that dandy?"
The imperial physician beside him lowered his head and dared not answer.
He was afraid that Gu Chi would twist his neck in a fit of anger.
After all, men who have just given birth...are a little emotional.
Gu Chi closed his eyes, his lower abdomen still aching slightly. He was furious when he thought about how he was in excruciating pain giving birth to that child while Ban Shu was fooling around in bed with another man.
"Will she treat Yan'er well?"
Yan'er.
Panyan.
Gu Chi named the child.
He was a little nervous, afraid that Panshu would not like the name and that she would not recognize the child.
The imperial physician carefully chose his words, "The little prince and the Empress' blood is thicker than water. The Empress must love the child Your Majesty gave birth to very much."
In the previous dynasty, the imperial palace was replaced by Gu Chi’s people.
Although there was no abdication edict yet, Gu Chi had already become the new emperor.
The imperial physician is an art of speaking——
Pan Shu loves this child because this child is born to Gu Chi.
Otherwise he would be called a veteran.
Gu Chi's brows softened. He stretched out his hand, and a grain of snow foam spun and fell into his palm. "I hope that playboy has some conscience."
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