Taking a Nickname

The breeze was gentle and the sun was bright that day, without making people feel that it was overly dazzling or hot at all.

Murong Qing didn't get up until she had finished her sleep. She felt refreshed when she woke up, as if yesterday's fatigue was just a dream. Of course, it was also possible that seeing Pei Mo's handsome face as soon as she got up made her feel happy.

"Today is not a holiday, why didn't you go to court?" she asked.

"The Emperor has specially granted me a few days' leave."

Pei Mo stood behind Murong Qing, looking at her in the bronze mirror with a smile, and picked up the sandalwood comb on the dressing table.

The man's generous palm picked up a strand of black hair and rubbed it back and forth with his thumb. Pei Mo couldn't put it down because of the smooth touch of the hair.

"Can you comb your hair? Why don't you let Ping'er do it?"

Murong Qing saw Pei Mo's serious look through the mirror and deliberately laughed at him.

Pei Mo smiled slightly, "What's so difficult about this?"

Murong Qing pursed her lips and felt a little disgusted, "It's too casual, no, I'm going to read the book and find a nice word to use as a nickname."

Murong Qing and Pei Mo smiled at each other. The sunlight outside was not as dazzling as the light in their eyes.

"It seems that the little guy likes the nickname Yu'er very much, so let's settle it." Pei Mo said softly.

"Why are you so sweet, huh?" Pei Mo asked with a smile.

"But I also want my child to be able to wear clothes made for my mother." Murong Qing touched his belly and thought of something and then asked, "General, do you think I have a boy or a girl in my belly? Do I want to embroider a tiger head hat or a small flower?"

cap?"

This question stopped Pei Mo, "You have to think about it carefully, but you can't be careless."

In surprise, he stretched out his hand and placed it on Murong Qing's belly. He felt a slight movement coming from the warm belly. After a while, his stomach returned to calmness again.

Pei Mo looked around and saw a small ups and downs on Murong Qing's round belly, and he suddenly regained his composure.

You must know that the little guy in your belly seems to be a little rebellious. Every time there is movement at night, Murong Qing wakes up from his sleep. Many times, Pei Moduo is so angry that he hopes to give birth to the little guy and teach him a lesson. However, during the day,

Sometimes I hope the little guy will move, but the little guy is as quiet as if he is asleep.

"General, you look particularly beautiful today. I thought you were dreaming," she said.

"I haven't given my child a nickname yet, what should I call it?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Qing said with great interest, "Okay, after breakfast, I also want to make a hat or something for the child."

Seeing Pei Mo thoughtfully serving Murong Qing food, Ping'er felt that there was no need to serve him, so he found an excuse to leave space for the two of them.

The child in his belly seemed to feel something, and responded by gently kicking Murong Qing's belly.

"I hope that if you are a boy, more people will protect you in the future. If you are a girl, she will look more like you in the future. I can't bear the thought of marrying a girl who looks like me and you."

"Then let's call you Yu'er." Murong Qing lowered his head and said softly to his stomach.

When Murong Qing heard this, a warm current flowed through her heart. This world was too harsh on women, and she was also afraid that she could not give her daughter the best protection.

"Then let's embroider a koi on the hat. I hope my child will have good luck in his life."

Murong Qing smiled silently and looked at Pei Mo's soft facial features in the mirror.

After becoming pregnant, Murong Qing became much cleaner, and the hairstyle on her head was also much simpler. The most common thing she usually wore was a snail bun. After seeing Ping'er combing it for her several times, Pei Mo felt that he could do it for her too.

Plate well.

I felt panicked when I heard it, but now I just think it's ridiculous.

She is even more afraid that her daughter will meet someone unkind and become as miserable and desperate as she was in her previous life.

Until today, Pei Mo didn't understand the complicated look Nanjing Hou looked at him. Presumably, if his daughter got married in the future, he would be the first to disagree.

"Madam, have your meal first, and this servant will pick out some brightly colored silk threads to tie, and then cut some materials to make little shoes for the unborn child."

Pei Mo smiled brightly. He concentrated on combing her hair and didn't notice her staring at him intently. But after receiving a compliment, he naturally felt happy.

Murong Qing lowered his head and said to his bulging belly, with a happy smile on his face.

"Why don't we call it Li'er? It can be used by both boys and girls, and it sounds auspicious." Pei Mo said casually.

The movement in her stomach startled her, "Oh, general, look, Yu'er kicked me!"

Murong Qing thought of the rumors in the past, how could Pei Mo look like the second prince? He was obviously much prettier than the second prince. Who has such bad taste?

Pei Mo murmured and nodded with satisfaction, "Madam is still as knowledgeable as her husband."

Pei Mo stretched out his big palm and gently touched her belly, thinking quietly, remembering that the dragons, phoenixes and candles on the wedding night were not as bright as the eyes of the person in front of him.

In addition, he spends less time outdoors, and Pei Mo's skin is paler than before. He usually wears light-colored clothes, and his tall and tall appearance looks more like a scholar than a military commander.

Pei Mo also smiled, feeling peaceful in his heart that he had not seen for a long time.

These words made Pei Mo laugh.

"Of course." Murong Qing said proudly, "Can the nickname I chose personally sound good? The one chosen by the general is not good. The little guy doesn't agree."

After washing up, breakfast was already placed on the table.

Pei Mo was not annoyed and said, "What about Liuli's Li character and Tongkoi's carp character?"

In the carved window, the smiles of the two people who were made for each other in the bronze mirror are particularly bright, and their two hearts are so close to each other.

Murong Qing replied slyly, "Because I ate the candied fruit given by the general last night."

After Ping'er left, Pei Mo said, "Just let the maids and women do these things. Needlework hurts the eyes."

"No." Murong Qing shook his head, "The radical of the word "Li" is good, but the word "Li" is not good, so why not call her Yu'er? Yu means beautiful jade, and Yu can also be associated with fish, so it can also be related to koi. What does the general think?

Sample?"

Give birth to a boy and teach him to treat the women in the world well.

Pei was unfamiliar with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, his nose was like a hanging nose, and his lips were not thin, but he always liked to purse them, making his stern face look more serious. But if he smiled, the corners of his mouth would rise slightly, making him

That face looked like it had changed from a cold-faced military commander to a gentle and gentle scholar.

"Being a husband is a military commander. There is no wife who is knowledgeable, so the wife should not cancel being a husband."

When mentioning military commanders, Pei Mo said to his stomach, "Little guy, listen carefully. If you don't listen to your mother in the future, your father will punish you to practice martial arts. If you can't compare with your father, you will wait."

Cry."

Murong Qing was unhappy when he said this, "How old is the little guy, and this is what the general thinks about? But I also want to practice martial arts. After I give birth to the child, will the general teach me how to practice martial arts?"

"It's so hard to practice martial arts..."
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