Bondage

After the two chatted, when someone in the court mentioned the draft, Shen Qianyu refused on the grounds that the treasury was not rich and Dongning had no money.

For those who are unwilling to give up, Shen Qianyu will say that whoever proposes the draft, the family will pay money to hold it.

As time passed, the voice of the draft gradually faded away.

Song Wan also seemed to have survived the most uncomfortable stage of pregnancy, and her whole body became lighter.

But Shen Qianyu seemed to be fascinated by taking care of Song Wan, and still stayed by her side all day long.

Until the day of launching, he never took a step away.

Song Wan's delivery was not smooth, maybe it was because the fetus in the womb followed Shen Qianyu, the little guy was strong and strong, and Song Wan suffered a lot when he was born.

Shen Qianyu was waiting outside the delivery room, trembling with cold all over.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. The Queen's Empress is blessed with the same blessings as the heavens, and the mother and child will be safe."

Jirong comforted softly at the side, Wan Xiao stood in the distance and worried about his little master.

Shen Qianyu stared straight at the closed door, but he never listened to anyone's words.

He only felt that his three souls and seven souls flew to nowhere, and his whole body was in a daze and trance.Until there was a loud cry of a baby in the room, Fang raised his head to the sky and sighed, almost kneeling on the ground.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the empress gave birth to the first prince, both mother and child are safe..."

Fangmai Qiqi, big and small, in charge of obstetrics at the Tai Hospital stood up and wiped the sweat off his forehead, while Granny Wen came out with a smile on her face, holding the wrinkled baby.

"Wan Xiao, take care of my emperor's son."

After Shen Qianyu finished speaking, he pushed away the maid and wanted to enter the delivery room.

"The Holy One can't."

Before everyone could stop him, he walked to Song Wan's side in two or three steps.

"Holy..."

Hengzhi and Hengwu were holding a copper basin in their hands to clean up for Song Wan, Shen Qianyu stepped forward to take the copper basin silently, and wiped the stains on her body with her own hands.

"Wan'er, are you alright?"

Song Wan's face was as pale as gold paper, and the messy hair was sticking to his face with sweat, and he was extremely embarrassed.

But Shen Qianyu felt that his Wan'er was always so beautiful that it shocked him.

"Hard work."

Song Wan shook his head weakly, laughing at his biased words.

That is also her child, why bother?

It's just that she is really weak now, and she fell asleep half-faintly before she could utter a word.

It was night when she woke up, there was a bright yellow cradle beside her, and Shen Qianyu sat beside her, softly teasing their baby.

"Wan'er is awake?"

Carrying that fat little guy to Song Wan's side, Shen Qianyu said softly: "Look at him, he looks very much like Wan'er."

Song Wan was a little surprised to see that his hands holding the child were skillful and steady, and his movements were also very smooth.Guessing that he may have secretly practiced at some time, he couldn't help but feel warm.

"Wan'er, look at our baby."

For some reason, Shen Qianyu suddenly choked up, and his eyes turned sour.

Song Wan looked at him with a smile, then raised her head slightly to look at their child, and couldn't help laughing just after taking a look.

The bean-sized baby looked ugly, but Shen Qianyu didn't know where she looked like her.

After Song Wan chuckled, she couldn't help reaching out to hold the little baby in her arms.

"Wan'er, let's name our baby."

"Not conforming."

Shen Qianyu snorted softly: "What is it that is combined or not? You are his mother, and you gave birth to him after all the hard work, and you still can't give him a name?"

Half squatting down, Shen Qianyu looked around his wife and children, and said with a smile: "If not, how about you and I choose a word for him?"

"Wan'er chooses first, and I will choose again after Wan'er has chosen."

Song Wan looked up at Shen Qianyu who was full of interest, and agreed with a light smile.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment and said softly: "How about choosing a word for 'time'?"

Shen Qianyu said: "The time is good."

"Wan'er always likes men to follow the way of a gentleman. At this time, the word is the culmination of a gentleman, very good, very good."

Seeing that Shen Qianyu knew what he meant, Song Wan smiled slightly.

"Where is the Holy One? What word does the Holy One want to choose?"

Shen Qianyu looked at Song Wan, then at the child in his arms, and gently uttered the word Yan.

"Yan intends to be peaceful and at ease. I hope that the child of the two of us can live a peaceful life in the future."

After finishing speaking, Shen Qianyu lowered his head and looked at the little baby who was sleeping soundly in his arms, feeling soft in his heart.

During the Lantern Festival many years ago, he lost a friend.

But it was that person who made him meet the most beautiful woman in the world.

Jiang Yan's affection cannot be expressed, so he will help him hide it in his heart, but Shen Qianyu feels that Wan'er is worthy of all the most sincere affection in the world, and cannot bear to bury it.

"Yan?"

Song Wan raised his eyes, a little surprised.

"Why? Wan'er feels bad?"

"it's not true."

She thought for a while and said, "It's really good."

"The name of the second master of the Chengyang Hou Mansion has the word Yan. He is a dignified and elegant gentleman, upright and self-reliant. On the Lantern Festival, he died of a serious injury to save my elder brother. Both my elder brother and I feel very indebted. "

She knew that her elder brother had lit an ever-burning lamp for the Jiang family's second master in the family temple, but the man had already passed away, so doing anything else would be futile.

But now Shen Qianyu unexpectedly chose this word to name her child, inexplicably, Song Wan thinks it is very suitable.

"I hope our child can be a benevolent gentleman like Jiang's second master in the future..."

Shen Qianyu continued, "Or Shengshi Mingjun."

He and Wan'er's eldest son must be the crown prince.

Shen Qianyu was right to say this, but Song Wan couldn't say it, she just smiled lightly, stretched out her hand and poked Shen Shiyan's arm.

Knowing that she didn't force her thoughts, Shen Qianyu held her hand in his palm and kissed her devoutly.

Babies grow up fast, but their appearance changes drastically in just one or two months.Because of the special nature of Shen Qianyu's harem, Shen Shiyan became a treasure held in the palm of everyone's hands as soon as Shen Shiyan was born.

Shang Rong loved it so much that she held it in her arms all day long, wishing she could even take it back to her bedroom at night.

Zhang Baozhen also seemed to have found the fun, holding a needlework basket all day long to sew clothes for Shen Shiyan, ranging from bedding for the eldest prince to small Momofu pockets, tiger-head shoes and tiger-head hats, and even clothes for one or two years old. No fewer than four or five pieces were sewn.

And Zhao Nanzhang has already started to choose the prince at home to accompany him to study, and just waiting for Shen Shiyan to speak, let the children at home accompany him to practice martial arts, learn riding and archery and other skills.Qi Qingling even started to collect piano scores from all over the world early, just so that Shen Shiyan could understand the rhythm in the future, communicate with the world, and have a clear mind.

Even Wan Xiao, a leisurely person who doesn't care about everything else, rarely gets busy.

He collected all the secret agents of the East Factory into a book, and went to various places to select those children with extraordinary talents, thinking that Shen Shiyanxun could be his personal bodyguard and personal guard that he could master alone.

And Shen Shiyan, a little baby who can only babble, has been loved and loved by thousands of people since he was born...