Lu Liangwei focused all his attention on the two children and did not notice anything strange about Long Qingzhi.
She felt like her eyes were running out.
He looked at the child in Long Qingzhi's arms for a while, and then looked at the child in Aunt Lan's arms.
That eager look was beyond words.
Several people in the hall smiled in understanding.
Long Qingzhi and Aunt Lan came forward with the child in their arms and carefully placed the child beside Lu Liangwei.
Lu Liangwei's eyes immediately fell on the two children beside him, and his heart suddenly felt soft, and the maternal love in his eyes seemed to overflow.
She propped herself up slightly and looked at them greedily.
They are so beautiful, pink and tender, very lovable.
Her heart was suddenly filled with maternal pride.
These were the two babies that I had been pregnant with for ten months and had worked hard to give birth to.
She originally expected to see two wrinkled little dumplings, but she didn't expect that the two children turned out to be so beautiful.
Her eyes were fixed on the two children.
The two children are different from ordinary twins. Their facial features are not very similar, and you can tell who is who almost at a glance.
The child lying on the left looked mature, with his eyes open and as black as glass, looking at her indifferently, and his facial features were more like an emperor's.
The child on the right, however, had very lively eyes, spinning around and looking at her curiously.
The child's features look a little more like hers.
Looking at the two children, Lu Liangwei was filled with joy, feeling like he couldn't get enough of them.
As she watched, a layer of mist formed in her eyes.
My chest was filled with a feeling of emotion.
"Can Weiwei tell which one is the little prince?" Long Qingzhi came over and asked with a smile.
Lu Liang slightly suppressed the moisture in his eyes, pointed to the child on the left with a smile, and said firmly: "This must be a boy, he is the eldest."
Long Qingyi was stunned, "How did you figure it out?"
"He looks so much like the emperor. At such a young age, he has a mature and prudent look. Only boys can be like this." Lu Liangwei looked at the two children and said with a smile.
Long Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, "Really? Then why do I feel that the little prince is more like you."
Lu Liang was stunned, "No, my daughter is more like me."
The old lady smiled and said: "Everyone has different opinions. According to my opinion, both children have inherited the appearance of Weiwei and the emperor, and they each have their own similarities."
Aunt Lan also nodded, "I think so too. Her eyes look like the second lady's, and her nose is more like the emperor's."
Lu Liangwei looked at the two children in confusion.
For a time, the dormitory was filled with voices discussing who the child looked more like.
When Long Yang freshened up and came out again, he saw everyone surrounding Lu Liangwei talking about the child's appearance.
He stood there for a moment, quietly looking at the girl's lively little face between the curtains of the bed.
Those days of purgatory were as if they were just a dream.
He did not walk over, but turned around and left the dormitory.
When Lu Liang raised his head slightly, he saw the back of Qing Jun as Long Yang walked out.
Long Yang left the dormitory directly.
Zhao Qian, whose eyes were red from the exertion, was stunned for a moment when he saw him coming out, and then he finally felt at ease.
He followed tacitly.
Long Yang didn't stop until he reached the royal study room, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you know the whereabouts of Xiao Qi... and the child?"
Zhao Qian's head hung lower, his voice was very low, and there was a hint of despair. He suppressed it to prevent himself from choking. He said with difficulty: "No."
Long Yang pursed his lips tightly, his bloodshot eyes full of annoyance and regret.
It's all his fault, otherwise the kid wouldn't have...
He closed his eyes and suppressed the pain in his heart.
After a moment, he opened his eyes again, his eyes full of coldness and cruelty, "Tell them to shut up. If they can't shut up, there is no need to keep them. If I know, they dare to reveal even the slightest bit, the queen will If you know it, you will implicate the nine tribes and will never tolerate it."
(End of chapter)