The Prodigal Son of the Empire

In fact, it had been a while since he was born, and at that time Wang Kang had just returned from Qi and was still at sea.

After returning to China, I stayed in Nansha Bay for a while.

But this does not affect people's attention to this matter.

Whether it is a boy or a daughter, as long as it is born, it is a good thing.

"Daughter is good, daughter is good."

Fuyang Castle.

Wang Kang hugged a baby and said happily, her skin was white, round and smooth to the touch, and a pair of round eyes were embedded under her light eyebrows, smart and piercing...

This is her daughter.

Wang Kang hugged her, feeling heavy guilt in his heart. He couldn't be by his side when his daughter was born. It really shouldn't have happened, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He was in Qi State at that time, and the matter over there was not finished, and Emperor Gao Yanzong of Qi did not let him leave...

"Sorry, I came back late."

Wang Kang looked at Zhang Xianxian who was next to him. After giving birth, her figure became more plump, full of mature temperament, and more attractive than before.

All along, he owed Zhang Xianxian a lot.

And when she gave birth to her child, she couldn't be by her side, which obviously aggravated his guilt...

"It's okay, it's good that you can come back."

Zhang Xianxian smiled.

She is the daughter of Zhang Ao, Marquis of Xuan Ping. She was born in a wealthy family and was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. But after following him, she is quite understanding and devoted to him.

"Give the child a name."

Zhang Xianxian said, "The child doesn't have a name until now, and I'm just waiting for you to come back."

"Yeah, come up with a name."

Lin Yuyan, Li Qingman, and mother Su Rong also agreed.

Wang Kang thought for a while and said, "The single name is Yu!"

"Let's call it Wang Yu (yu)."

"Yu?"

Zhang Xianxian murmured: "Yu means beautiful, intelligent, and beautiful in meaning."

"That's good, that's a good name."

"Wang Yu."

"Little Wang Yu."

"You have a name."

Zhang Xianxian pinched the little guy's face.

"Another nickname, Yu Shao."

Wang Kang said: "Yushao, the meaning of Pearl and Yuhuan, she is the jewel in my Wang Kang's palm!"

"Yushao, this nickname is also good."

Several people were even more delighted.

"Yes, you are the apple of our eye!"

In this way, Wang Kang's daughter had a name.

The name is Wang Yu.

Nickname, Yu Shao.

At this time, Wang An asked suspiciously: "Why don't my brother and I have nicknames?"

"Yes, your nickname is An'an."

Lin Yuyan smiled and said, "When you were born, it was different from now. At that time, someone came to assassinate you. It was extremely dangerous. Your father gave you such a name. You are safe and sound."

"Yes!"

Speaking of this, I can't help but think of the scene when Wang Ping and Wang An were born a few years ago.

"At that time, your father made a big fuss in Beijing because of the two of you. At that time, there was a lot of turmoil, and the city was full of storms."

"I know."

Wang An said: "I heard mother said."

"You remember."

Wang Kang looked at Wang Ping, and Wang An said: "You are brothers, you must give in to your younger sister, take good care of your younger sister, and protect your younger sister, and you must not let her suffer any harm, you understand? "

"know."

Wang An patted his chest, and said with some pride: "Whoever dares to bully my sister, I will punish him!"

"Will do."

Little Wang Ping just spit out two words.

As he got older, Wang Ping seemed to be more and more indifferent, and he talked less and less.

For this, Wang Kang is also very helpless.

"Okay, a family reunion, both sons and daughters, beautiful and beautiful."

Wang Kang pinched little Wang Yu's face, and asked with a smile, "Do you think so?"

Little Wang Yu stared at her with dark eyes, and after a while she seemed to yawn, and then fell asleep lying in Wang Kang's arms, like a delicate porcelain doll.

Zhang Xianxian whispered: "Give it to me, let her sleep on the bed."

"It's okay, I'll hold it, I haven't hugged enough yet."

The more Wang Kang looked at it, the happier he became.