Chapter 1,072 Change Your Name

Anyway, she owed Ning Zheyan something she would never be able to repay in her lifetime.

"Mu Jin..." Erin looked at the sleeping face of the little princess and suddenly called Mu Jin in a deep voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Shall we rename Su'er? She is not Su'er, not the child I gave birth to before." Irene said seriously.

Although the little princess is still a baby and her facial features have not yet fully developed, Irene knows that the little princess is not her Su'er because the little princess looks too much like her, and Su'er didn't look like her when she was born. She was not like Mu Jin. It wasn't until she grew up that she discovered that she and Mu Jin were a combination.

In other words, Su'er's eyes don't just look like Mu Jin, but a combination of Mu Jin and her.

"No, it doesn't matter. She will be our little Su'er from now on." Mu Jin comforted.

Eileen shook her head: "No, I have thought about it. Su'er is Su'er, and the little princess is the little princess. They should all have a new life. The little princess cannot replace Su'er, nor can she become Su'er, and The first reason I chose the name Su'er was to commemorate our relationship, and the second reason was because you were no longer here. But when I gave birth to the little princess, you were by my side, so the name Su'er also lost its meaning. And that Su'er has not come, so let's give the little princess a new name?"

Many people give their children meaningful names in the hope that their children will become such people in the future.

But there are still some people who name their children with special meanings, just like her mother naming her Iris, which foreshadows her mother's desperate love for her father.

Generally, people who give their children names with special meanings do so either because they are in love, or one of the spouses leaves early, or they have a particularly strong hatred for the other person.

And whether she is now or in the future, she will stay with Mu Jin forever, so she should not give her little princess this special meaning name.

She wanted to give her little princess a nice and meaningful name to express her and Mu Jin's expectations for the future of the little princess.

"Okay, then Su'er will be regarded as the little princess's nickname, right? Then our little princess will be called... Wanjue. Wan means "docility and gentleness" and "玗" means "beautiful"" Mu Jin thought for a moment, and was very surprised. The name came to mind quickly.

"Mu Wanyu?" Irene thought for a moment, then nodded gently: "What a great name. From now on, our little princess will be called Mu Wanyu?"

"Well, Mu Wanyu." The palace people immediately brought pen and ink. Mu Jin took the pen and wrote the three words "Mu Wanyu" on the paper. The palace people took the written paper and sent it to Enter the honoring room.

After today, the little princess's name will officially become Wanyu, and her title will become Princess Wanyu.

Unknowingly, it was already late. Mu Jin looked at Irene, who was sitting in her arms and yawning, and then at Wanyu, who was sleeping soundly in the cradle. Mu Jin had never felt such peace and tranquility in her heart. Have a great time.

How he wished that time would stop like this and stay at this moment forever.

"Shall we go back to sleep?" Mu Jin pretended to be over the top and whispered in Irene's ear.

Irene hummed softly, and then she was hugged by Mu Jin as she leaned in Mu Jin's arms.

When the emperor and the queen returned to the palace, all the palace servants and maids immediately followed them with their heads down.

The palace people have long been accustomed to such scenes.

The cold wind blows in from the crack of the small xuan window, mixed with the quietness and light fragrance of plum blossoms.

The blow fell on Ning Zheyan's face, curling up his temple hair, revealing his coquettish red phoenix eyes, which were as bright as stars, blooming with strange light in the dark night.

Why, why did he feel that woman was so familiar?

After that, it lingered in his mind, making his heart ache and his whole body covered with a layer of sadness.

Damn it, that woman!

Ning Zheyan covered her heart in discomfort and cursed silently in her heart.

Then Ning Zheyan, who had been holding back for a long time, suddenly opened the door.

The demon red figure turned into a gust of wind and quickly disappeared into the plum garden.

The guards guarding the outside of the plum garden clearly felt a strong wind behind them, but when they turned around, they could not see any figures, only catching a hint of red in the cool moonlight.

After Mu Jin took Irene back to the dormitory to rest, the eunuch in the royal study immediately sent an urgent memorial. When Mu Jin opened it and took a look, the peaceful expression disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by deep thoughts and peace. heavy.

Afterwards, Mu Jin closed the memorial, glanced at Irene who was already asleep on the bed, sighed softly, and immediately walked out of the bedroom.

If he were just an ordinary person, he wouldn't have to worry about state affairs all day long.

Not long after Mu Jin left, several silver needles shining with silver light were shot in through the closed windows, and the palace ladies waiting in the palace fell to the ground one by one.

Then the dim yellow candlelight lit in the room flickered, and a red shadow came to Irene like a ghost.

Eileen has been particularly prone to sleepiness since giving birth, and she was a little tired today, so she fell asleep in Mu Jin's arms.

At this time, Ning Zheyan was standing quietly beside Irene's bed. The orange-red candlelight stretched Ning Zheyan's shadow on the ground. As the candlelight swayed, the shadow reflected on the ground became longer. The shadow also swayed, with a slight feeling of loneliness.

Ning Zheyan frowned slightly and looked at Irene on the bed carefully.

He wanted to find out, where had he seen this woman? Why did his heart tremble slightly when he saw her.

It was like a shadow imprinted on his body, intangible and invisible, but it still existed.

Who is she?

That familiar and painful feeling made his heart twitch.

But he couldn't remember where this familiar feeling came from.

It was as if his body remembered her, but he had forgotten who she was.

Ning Zheyan slowly knelt down, stretched out her delicate and graceful hand, and slowly approached Irene's sweetly sleeping face.

Irene's even breath came out from her lips, with a bit of the unique milky scent of a baby, and landed right on Ning Zheyan's face.

Ning Zheyan slowly approached Irene and her hand hesitated slightly, then she stayed in the same place, not daring to get closer and not taking it back.

He felt it was really strange. When he looked at Eileen so close and smelled the milky fragrance from her body, he felt particularly comfortable and full of satisfaction.

It was as if the person he had secretly loved for a long time was finally standing in front of him.