Over the past few days, a succession of princes has been born. Apart from Zhishu and Piaoxue, who have yet to give birth, every one of the imperial consorts has delivered a prince.
While dining with his consorts, Ding Wei looked at the group of princes—all whimpering and hungry like little puppies—and spread his hands in exasperation. "Why are they all boys? This is too difficult for me!"
Everyone burst into laughter. Although they all knew that Ding Wei longed for a little princess, what consort within the deep walls of the Imperial Palace wouldn't want to bear a prince? The preference for sons over daughters was deeply rooted not only in the past but even more so in the present era. A son meant having someone to rely on in one's old age.
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