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    Xie Hualang hadn't confinement yet, and it was late autumn, so naturally Lu Shi and several female officials told him to take care of his body and not to get cold things, so as not to cause the root cause of the disease in the future, and regret it too late.

    Xie Hualang had never eaten pork and had seen pigs walk, so he knew it was not for fun, so he listened honestly, and never took a bath at night, but only used a clean towel dipped in hot water to wipe his face, soaked his feet and then went to bed  collapse.

    Perhaps because of psychological effects, she always felt that she had a little bloody smell on her body. She lowered her head and sniffed on the clothes, but it was the usual simple and elegant incense.

    Cai Qing and Cai Su went forward to make the bed, Xie Hualang took the opportunity to ask in a low voice: "Do I still smell bloody?"

    She frowned slightly: "Why don't you go take a bath."

    "No way, the empress is too careless." Caiqing laughed when she heard the words, and said: "After the empress gave birth, she asked someone to wipe her body, and the dress was newly changed, so there would be a bloody smell."

    Cai Su also said: "Your Majesty has just given birth, but she dare not touch the water. Could it be that what my wife and the imperial doctor told you earlier fell on deaf ears?"

    Xie Hualang said disconcertedly, "Okay."

    When the prince and princess landed, there were six wet nurses, six nannies, eight each for lamps, stoves, needlework, and laundry. A total of forty-four people served them, and they could not be treated badly.

    But even so, Xie Hualang asked someone to carry the child over, and he felt at ease by watching over him.

    The newborn little prince and little princess are still asleep, the little red balls, the facial features are immature and cute, and the palms and feet are even more pitiful.

    Xie Hualang leaned on the hidden pouch and stared at it for a while, but he couldn't see who they looked like, let alone their temperament.

    She is open-minded by nature, so she doesn't hesitate to worry about such a small matter, but Xie Hualang, who is a new mother, still has other things to worry about.

    After Gu Jingyang washed and went to the bedroom, he saw his wife was looking down at the pair of children, but her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was a little at a loss.

    His mood softened, he loosened the curtains in front of the bed, and then sat down in front of the bed: "What's wrong with Zhi Zhi? He seems a little worried."

    After a pause, he said again: "Could it be that your mother scolded you?"

    Xie Hualang hadn't thought of suing at first, but what Gu Jingyang said made her feel sad. There was no one else in the hall at the moment, so she moved closer to the man, and said what her mother told her not long ago to be more reserved and hold back.

    Finally, he asked Gu Jingyang unfairly: "Master Daoist, am I the kind of person who doesn't make people worry?"

    Gu Jingyang gave her a meaningful look, and said, "Since you think you are not that kind of person, why didn't you tell your mother clearly?"

    Xie Hualang didn't blush, and said plausibly: "She is my mother, what should I say?"

    Gu Jingyang looked at her thoughtfully, but said nothing.

    "Okay, so you miss me too!"

    Xie Hualang felt uncomfortable being watched by him, pretended to sit up, and said angrily: "Jiulang, don't stop me, I'll go to Aniang to explain it!"

    Gu Jingjing quietly watched her perform, motionless.

    "Hey, why don't you stop it anyway," Xie Hualang slapped him, and said in embarrassment, "I'm going to go like this, I'm sure I can't say A Niang, but I will be said again, such a big person, how embarrassing"

    Gu Jingyang couldn't help laughing, rubbed her head, and coaxed: "Okay, it's enough for me to know who Zhizhi is, and Zhizhi doesn't need to pay attention to other people's comments."

    Xie Hualang was barely comforted: "That's it!"

    Although this little girl is the mother of two children, she is still a child who has not grown up in essence.

    Gu Jingyang was amused in his heart, and felt pity at the same time. He took off his robe and went to the outside of the bed: "I saw that Zhizhi seemed to be a little embarrassed just now, is it because of this?"

    Xie Hualang's mouth never stopped. Now, for some reason, he had finished asking, but did not answer.

    Gu Jingyang was leaning down to take a closer look at his new pair of children. He didn't hear his wife's movement, so he subconsciously looked up, but saw Xie Hualang's cheeks were slightly red, and he seemed a little shy.

    In the eighth month of pregnancy, she was taken care of in every possible way, her complexion was ruddy, her face was pink, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, it was a tender and tender love, not to mention the graceful style of the first peony and the unconcealable beauty between her eyebrows  .

    Gu Jingyang's heart moved, he lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice: "Zhizhi, what's wrong?"

    Xie Hualang was a little ashamed to see him so rarely, he looked at Mr. Lang, and then at the two sleeping children, he didn't speak for a while.

    Gu Jingyang became more and more strange.: "Laugh at you."

    Gu Jingyang paused, and said, "What's so funny about me?"

    "Look, Minghe and Mingshu," Xie Hualang didn't answer directly, but gently caressed the two children's swaddling clothes with his palm, and said with a soft smile, "Father is going to be prudish again."

    After Gu Jingyang got married, it was rare for him to be in such embarrassment. Although his back was turned to her, he could still imagine the discomfort in his expression at the moment: "Zhizhi, why are you bringing this up again?"

    Xie Hualang smiled and said, "I'm happy."

    No matter how well-bred Gu Jingyang is, he is still a mortal, especially when this little goblin is reluctant, even a sage can't control it.

    He turned around, frowned, and said lightly: "Zhizhi, do you know what you are doing now?"

    Xie Hualang didn't notice it, and said innocently: "I'm talking to you."

    Gu Jingyang nodded slightly, and said again: "There is a folk saying that refers to people like you. Do you know what it is?"

    His fingers were slender and strong. When he untied her bra strap, he inevitably touched the snow-like skin of her chest. The lights outside the curtain were still on, and his cool and handsome face could be vaguely seen.

    Fainted by the color, Xie Hualang was hopelessly confused, followed his words, and asked in a low breath: "What is it?"

    Gu Jingyang's voice was somewhat ambiguous because he was focusing on two tasks, but the meaning of gnashing of teeth in the words was clear: "If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to expose the tiles!" (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com  com
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