Yaoyao came closer, put her face against her belly, and listened for a while. She didn't know what she heard, but she opened her beautiful black eyes and said, "There must be a younger brother inside."
Lin Qingyuan: "..."
Long Xuan smiled sullenly and squatted down in front of Yaoyao, "Not my brother."
Yaoyao looked at her cousin curiously, "What is that?"
"It's my nephew, but you are his aunt." Long Xuan corrected him seriously.
Yaoyao looked at him confused, "What is a nephew?"
"My nephew is..."
Lin Qingyuan felt a little confused as she listened to the two discussing the issue of seniority.
They haven't even given birth yet, how can they be so sure it's a boy
…
As winter turned to spring, when Ji'er reached the age of eight, chaos broke out in southern Xinjiang. On the seventh day of the lunar month, Long Yang was sent to quell the chaos.
One night after Chu Qi left, Jill had a dream.
She didn't know what she was dreaming about, but she screamed and woke up sweating profusely.
Looking at the familiar house, she suddenly felt scared.
He dragged her little pillow and ran out.
It was late at night, and Lu Liangwei was woken up by Long Yang. His eyes were filled with hazy mist, and he held his strong back with both hands, trying to welcome him but also reject him.
Long Yang's forehead was stained with a thin layer of sweat, and he was going crazy from being tortured by her.
At this moment, there was a knock on the palace door.
Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses completely, pushing the man on top of him, "There's someone knocking on the door."
Long Yang frowned slightly, turned his face away from her and said in a low voice, "Ignore it."
Sure enough, the knock on the door outside rang a few times and then disappeared, as if Zhan Qing had pulled the person away.
Lu Liangwei was still a little uneasy.
In the entire palace, no one dares to knock on the door of their bedroom late at night, unless...
Thinking that it might be the children, she jumped up, got up from under Long Yang, and said anxiously: "It might be the children. Go out and take a look."
Long Yang's eyes were filled with love, and he felt displeased at being disturbed, but if he didn't go out to see, Wei Wei would obviously not feel at ease.
He had no choice but to pull away.
At this moment, Jill's choked voice came from outside, "Father, Queen..."
When Long Yang heard that it was Ji'er, the displeasure on his face disappeared. Without Lu Liangwei's urging, he took his robe and put it on, then stood up and quickly went out and opened the door.
It is already autumn, and the night is dewy.
Jill stood outside the door, holding a pillow in her hand, being held by Zhan Qing, looking at the man who opened the door and came out with tears on her face.
"Father..."
When Long Yang saw his daughter's face full of tears, his heart tightened and he quickly stepped forward and hugged her.
Jill was eight years old this year, and her father, the emperor, and her mother had rarely hugged her. At this moment, she was suddenly held in his arms by her father. The uneasiness caused by waking up from a nightmare was dissipated.
"Why are you crying?"
Sensing his daughter's uneasiness, Long Yang gently patted her back and asked softly.
Jill hugged her father's neck tightly and lay quietly on his shoulder without saying a word.
When Long Yang saw this, he didn't ask any more questions. He raised his fingers and wiped away the tears on her face. His voice became gentler, "Don't be afraid, Ji'er. Father is here."
After a moment, Jill raised her little face and said dullly: "Jier wants to sleep with the father, the emperor, and the queen."
"Okay." Long Yang responded gently.
When Lu Liangwei put on her clothes and came out, she saw the warm scene of father and daughter hugging each other.
Jill saw her and called out obediently, "Mother..."
Lu Liangwei came over, stretched out his hand towards her, and said softly: "Jier, come here, my mother will hug you."
Ji'er hugged Long Yang's neck and shook her head, "No, Ji'er is very heavy and will tire out the mother."
Lu Liangwei was touched by her thoughtfulness and did not force her. He stretched out his hand to rub her head and said softly: "It's cold outside. Come in quickly."
(End of chapter)