The originally disappointed look on Princess Qingfeng's face suddenly brightened up when she saw the little guy, just like the sky at first light after the rain.

Feng Lan couldn't help but look at the little boy a few more times. When she saw the little guy, he turned to stone.

Isn't this, this, his son?

The couple were stunned, but soon Princess Qingfeng burst into tears with excitement.

"It's Xin'er. Look at the eyes, mouth and nose. He's our child."

Saying that, Princess Qingfeng hugged the baby excitedly, as if she had found a treasure.

Feng Lan is a man. Although he is also very excited, he is much more cautious after all.

"Ye girl, what's going on with this baby?" If the baby hadn't looked so much like Feng Xin when she was a child, Feng Lan would have thought that Ye Lingyue had found a Haizi somewhere to comfort Princess Qing Feng.

To prevaricate the couple.

Such a handsome baby could only be the flesh and blood of their Feng family.

"I don't know how to explain it, but the baby's body does indeed contain the souls of Feng Xin and Wu Zhong. The outsider said that something went wrong during the process of refining the body, but the baby's body

Very healthy." Ye Lingyue was speechless.

In fact, she was the one who was most troubled. She even didn't know how to face the little baby.

The only good thing is that the baby is healthy.

At least, he doesn't have to suffer from cold syndrome like Feng Xin did back then.

From an adult to a baby all of a sudden, this kind of thing is unacceptable to anyone.

Only Princess Qingfeng didn't care.

Her eyes were filled with motherly love, she was teasing the baby skillfully, and she was humming nursery rhymes softly.

For Princess Qingfeng, this little baby is undoubtedly a great gift from God to her irresponsible mother.

She had been forced to leave Fengxin for many years, and the appearance of the baby undoubtedly gave her the best chance to make up for her regrets.

Ye Lingyue and Fenglan looked at each other.

At this moment, the little baby started to cry. His small mouth was flat, and his cotton-like fists kept beating Princess Qingfeng.

"Why are you crying? Are you hungry, Xin'er?" Princess Qingfeng patted the baby gently, but he still kept crying.

Ye Lingyue was also surprised. When she held her baby earlier, the baby had always been quiet, but he was not feeling well.

Ye Lingyue stepped forward, and as soon as she got closer, the little baby waved its little arms and legs, spitting bubbles at her, its eyes sparkling, and its mouth babbling.

"Hey, the little guy wants you to hold him." Princess Qingfeng was stunned. After all, they were mother and child. She saw the intention of the little baby at a glance and handed the little baby to Ye Lingyue.

When Ye Lingyue picked up the baby, it was still a little unfamiliar, but the little baby didn't care about that. He flattened his mouth and rubbed it against Ye Lingyue's plump chest. It was obvious that he was hungry and was looking for food out of instinct.

Ye Lingyue was greatly embarrassed. She was a girl. How could she get milk for him? Her face suddenly turned red like a ripe persimmon, and her hands became tangled with pride.

Princess Qingfeng couldn't help it, she burst out laughing and pretended to be angry.

"The old saying is true. I didn't expect that our Xin'er also had a wife and forgot about her mother. She is so young, and I know that you are clinging to your own wife."

Feng Lan also burst out laughing.

"Daughter-in-law, don't be jealous. With your daughter-in-law taking care of you, you, the mother-in-law, will have more peace of mind."

Qingfeng and his wife looked amused, and did not feel sad at all that their son had shrunk into such a small glutinous rice dumpling.

Anyway, the couple are very open-minded. In their opinion, it doesn't matter if the woman is older than their son.

Anyway, after a martial artist practices martial arts, his or her age cannot be clearly seen in appearance.

The two of them are determined to make Ye Lingyue their daughter-in-law.

Seeing that Qingfeng and his wife were singing and singing together but refused to help her, Ye Lingyue dug out the little guy's eyes fiercely and secretly murmured in her heart that this little guy is indeed a hybrid product of Feng Xin and Wu Zhong.

But the little guy still didn't know that he had done something wrong, and the corners of his mouth were curled up.

He looks more like a little angel, but is actually a little devil. When he grows up, he will harm many people who knows how.

Ye Lingyue's head got bigger when she thought of the word "grow up".

It was obvious that he was three years older than her before, but now she is much older than him. When he grows up, will he become a daylily?

The little guy was not heartless. He grinned with his small mouth, revealing a few small teeth like rice grains. His eyes rolled around, and he bit Ye Lingyue's finger, biting it there like grinding his teeth.

When I woke up, no matter how focused I was, I had long forgotten to cry.

Ye Lingyue's heart softened when she saw it, and she hurriedly ordered people to prepare porridge and water.

I saw Ye Lingyue feeding the little guy in small mouthfuls, even though her movements were very unfamiliar.

But the little guy was very cooperative, completely different from when he cried in Princess Qingfeng's arms earlier.

He remained silent the whole time and ate a large bowl of porridge. His eyes were golden and curved. He burped a little after eating and huddled in Ye Lingyue's arms, narrowing his eyes.

I took a nap.

Even when she was sleeping, the little guy still held Ye Lingyue's arm tightly and refused to let go.

Princess Qingfeng and Fenglan looked at each other.

"Ye Yatou, I have discussed with Feng Lan about this little guy's name. It's up to you to choose it."

Princess Qingfeng also knew that this little baby was not just Feng Xin, but also had Wu Zhong's soul in his body.

Princess Qingfeng's emotions towards Wu Zhong have always been complicated.

Subconsciously, she felt that Feng Xin was her son, but she had to deny that if it weren't for Wu Zhong's protection, Feng Xin would have died countless times over the years.

That child is also her child.

Therefore, whether the name of the new born little guy is Feng Xin or Wu Zhong is inappropriate, he is no longer Feng Xin of Feng Mansion or Wu Zhong of Underground Hell Palace.

After much deliberation, it was best for Ye Lingyue to choose the name.

Ye Lingyue hesitated for a moment.

This child is the rebirth of Feng Xin and Wu Zhong, Nirvana and rebirth. Everything should be new. Should she also give him a brand new name?

"I've thought about it, let's call him Di Xin."

With the strength of the Ghost Emperor and the scheming of Feng Xin, she hoped that this little guy would have the advantages of Wu Zhong and Feng Xin in the future, and at the same time be in good health, and would never be entangled in illness or conspiracy in this life.

"Okay, from now on, he will be called Emperor Xin." Princess Qingfeng nodded solemnly. "In addition, Ling Yue, our husband and wife have also decided that the little Emperor Xin will be raised by you from now on."
Chapter completed!