After breakfast, Shen Qingxi took the maids and a series of valuables to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Chu Ye stayed in the Qin Palace and continued

Handle things.

...

Chen Huai was the prime minister of the dynasty and his son-in-law was His Highness the Seventh Prince, and he was in a high position.

Therefore, Chen Huai's happy to have a noble son last night was almost well known after the morning court today.

After the court came, many ministers came to Chen Huai to congratulate him.

"I heard that Lord Shen had a happy son last night, congratulations!"

"Haha, as the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog son. Now Lord Shen is the prime minister of the current dynasty. This is the future. The young master will definitely have a bright future! Congratulations to Lord Shen!"

"Mr. Shen is really lucky. The eldest lady has become the Princess of Qin. Now Mr. Shen is happy to have a noble son again. This is another powerful general in the Shen family!"

“…”

There are countless words of congratulations.

"Hahaha, thank you very much!"

"I borrow your auspicious words!"

“Where…”

Chen Huai naturally thanked him one by one.

He was very happy because he was old, and now there were so many people coming to praise him, so his face naturally shined, so he was red all morning.

When I walk, I feel like I am floating in the clouds.

After living for so many years, Chen Huai rarely has such a happy time.

The happy events of the Shen family soon spread.

...

At the same time, on the other side, the Beijing Inn Station.

Mu Qiyang sat lazily on the chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand and was about to drink it, but his eyes looked at the cloudless sky outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your Highness..."

On the side, Shen Qingrou saw that Mu Qiyang ignored her and looked like she was wandering in Taixu, and she screamed in a delicate voice.

As she said that, she walked to Mu Qiyang's side, put her delicate little hands on Mu Qiyang's shoulders, and gently kneaded them.

It's full of hints.

Mu Qiyang came to his senses by her movements. Seeing Shen Qingrou so tilted against her, she seemed to be about to fall into her arms the next moment. She frowned but said nothing.

But if you don’t like it in your heart, you will feel dislike it.

After all, he is also a prince from the North. He has never seen any kind of woman he has ever seen before.

He originally didn't like Shen Qingrou, a broken flower and willow. He was able to keep her by his side with great compassion because Shen Qingrou is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion and has such a little value.

But this woman uses this trick at any time, which is really annoying!

It's simply unbearable!

No wonder she can't beat that woman Shen Qingxi!

However, Shen Qingrou did not see Mu Qiyang's unhappiness.

Seeing that Mu Qiyang still didn't talk to her, she couldn't help but scream again, and the movements in her hands involuntarily also aggravated a little.

"Your Highness...what are you thinking?"

Mu Qiyang turned his head and looked at Shen Qingrou, and asked indifferently: "Chen Huai was happy to have a noble son last night. Do you know? You have another younger brother."

After saying this, Mu Qiyang clearly felt that Shen Qingrou beside him was stunned.

After a while, Shen Qingrou's voice was heard.

"What? Li Sheng is born? Isn't it two months left? Why did she give birth so soon?" As she said, she paused for a moment, as if she had remembered something, and couldn't wait to ask, "Is the child dead?"

When Mu Qiyang heard her tone of speaking, he could clearly hear the secret joy hidden in it.

Mu Qiyang snorted coldly in his heart, but there was no sign of dew on his face, but pretended not to understand her expectations.
Chapter completed!