The man's face darkened, and he thought helplessly that this woman always knew how to poke his heart.

However, it doesn't matter. He just needs to accompany her in peace and quiet. It's better to leave the children's affairs to them. He calculated it calmly, and the look on his face became more and more serious.

The hair is soft.

In the courtyard of an ancient house, a woman's hysterical screams were heard from the main room, accompanied by the midwife's voice, which sounded so penetrating.

A handsome middle-aged man stood outside, his brows furrowed, and he kept walking back and forth, his eyes full of worry. Not long after, a shocking scream came from the room, and the man was heartbroken.

Then he lifted it up. Then, the baby's cry came from the room, making the man's heart fall back into his stomach again.

"Have you given birth?" The man walked forward excitedly and asked.

Not long after, the midwife came out with the wrapped baby in her arms and said with a smile: "As for me, my wife has given birth to a daughter."

"Good daughter, good daughter! This girl will be called Mingzhu from now on!" Mr. Ming had already thought of the name of the child, but unexpectedly his wife gave him a daughter. He was not disappointed at all.

So what about the four daughters, as long as the wife is doing well, that's fine.

"How is Madam?" Holding his daughter and looking at her, Mr. Ming immediately asked about his wife's condition.

The midwife said: "Madam was just tired and fell asleep. She will be fine when she wakes up."

Mr. Ming then held his daughter with peace of mind and looked around. At night, Mrs. Ming woke up, and the couple looked around their daughter. The little daughter's back was actually covered with blue birthmarks. The birthmarks were very beautiful.

As if someone had deliberately made a painting, the long cyan tail just hooked her spine, adding a strange color to the little girl's fleshy body.

Mrs. Ming looked at her daughter's limp body, her nose was slightly sore, she nestled in Master Ming's arms, and said softly: "Master, this girl has such a weak body, I don't know if she will be able to support her in the future. With a name like Mingzhu,

I'm worried that I won't be able to support this child."

"Then we won't call her Mingzhu from now on, let's call her Qing'er." Master Ming made the final decision, touching the green birthmark on his daughter's back and saying with a smile.

Mrs. Ming wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said with a smile: "I personally think this is the most appropriate. This birthmark seems to be to tell us that her name is Qing'er."

The sleeping little dumpling seemed very satisfied with the name. He blinked his mouth and continued to fall asleep.

The ladies in the capital gathered together and had a new topic. It was simply that Mrs. Ming had given birth to another daughter, and the Ming family was going to be extinct. Mrs. Ming was still worried at first, but it seemed that the famous master didn't care.

With such a look, she put her heart back in her belly and took care of her daughter with peace of mind.

Qing'er is a baby, the same every day, and changes almost every day.

Gradually, Mr. Ming and Mrs. Ming discovered that their little daughter was getting more and more beautiful. Even though she was weak, her appearance would definitely cause a sensation if word got out. The couple were not very happy, but looked sad.

Not long after, there was a new topic to talk about in the capital. So what if Mrs. Ming could give birth to a baby? All the babies she gave birth to were girls. However, this little girl had bad health and bones and could die anytime, anywhere.
Chapter completed!