Lin Jiuqing heard the noise and looked over, his face a little embarrassed: "Sorry, these two kids are a bit noisy, I made you laugh."

Lin Qingqing raised her eyebrows, walked slowly forward and squatted beside the two children, looking at one and then the other.

Mo Cheng'an next to him was a little nervous, his heart in his throat.

Everyone knows that the child of Concubine Chen is the apple of His Majesty's eye and no one can touch it. If Lin Qingqing really did something to this child, no one can save Lin Qingqing.

Fortunately, Lin Qingqing looked at it for a while, then looked up and asked Lin Jiuqing: "Didn't you say that only one was born?"

Why are there two little guys here?

After a pause, Lin Qingqing pointed at Mo Chengqing and said, "This little girl has a chubby face, but her eyes and eyebrows are the same as yours. You can tell at a glance that she is your biological child."

Then he looked at Yang Zheng on the other side and said, "This little girl doesn't look like you. Whose is she?"

When Mo Chengan heard the tone of Lin Qingqing and Lin Jiuqing's conversation, his heart sank. They were obviously sworn enemies, so why did their tone sound like that of old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years?

Lin Jiuqing seemed to be used to this mode, and even had a smile in his eyes: "You are right, this is my son, his full name is Mo Chengqing, and his nickname is Xinxin."

Lin Qingqing curled her lips: "No need to introduce, who doesn't know that His Majesty loves the Third Prince?"

Lin Jiuqing was not angry and continued, "The little girl is my sister A Yuan's daughter, named Yang Zheng. She just woke up and is not well yet, so she left the child with me to raise for a while."

Lin Qingqing knew Chen Yuan, the long-lost daughter of the Chen family.

She inherited the blood of the Chen family and was exceptionally brave. As a woman she had made outstanding achievements on the battlefield, which many men could not match.

She and Lin Jiuqing are as close as sisters, and His Majesty is particularly kind to her.

Lin Qingqing said, "You really care about your sister. You are sick all day long, but you still have the time to take care of other people's children."

Lin Jiuqing was not angry either: "I have recovered now and am no longer sick."

Lin Qingqing tilted her head and looked at her for a while, then said, "You look really good."

After saying that, Lin Qingqing no longer cared about Lin Jiuqing and stretched out her hand directly to Mo Chengqing: "Boy, come and hug me?"

Mo Chengqing had no expression on his face.

Lin Qingqing raised her eyebrows: "He is so cold?"

Lin Jiuqing: "... a little?"

Lin Qingqing didn't believe it, so she reached out and snatched the toy from Mo Chengqing's hand, and used it to tease him: "Come to me, and I'll give it back to you."

Mo Chengqing didn't move, and even turned his head silently without saying a word.

"Is your son a fool?" Lin Qingqing asked a soul-searching question, "He didn't even cry when his things were stolen?"

Lin Jiuqing held his forehead with his hand: "He is not a fool, he just... just doesn't bother to care."

Yes, after many days of observation, Lin Jiuqing discovered that her youngest son was lazy, so lazy that he didn't want to care about anything.

Lin Qingqing was suspicious: "Are you too sad and don't want to accept the fact that your own son is a fool, so you are deceiving yourself like this?"

Lin Jiuqing: "..."

Lin Jiuqing twitched his lips, took Lin Qingqing's toy and stuffed it into Yang Zheng's hand.

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment when she got the toy, and then she started giggling, being very lively.

Mo Chengqing, who had originally turned his head away, turned his head instantly, stared at Yang Zheng for a few seconds, and then crawled towards Yang Zheng quickly.