"The imperial physician said that the little princess is not sick, she must be hungry. What should we do?" The emperor's eyes were red, and he turned his back and wiped the corners of his eyes quietly.

The little princess cried for an hour, and he didn't know how many times he secretly wiped away her tears.

The queen, with a sad face, was at a loss as to what to do. Her eyes were swollen from crying because she felt sorry for the little princess.

Concubine Shu was supported by someone and walked out. When she saw this situation, she hesitated for a long time.

Finally, she closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Your Majesty, why not let Concubine Zhao come and try? She just gave birth, and I've always invited her for tea and chats. Perhaps the little princess will accept her."

The emperor shot a sharp look at her, annoyed at her failure and said, "You just gave birth too! You are the only one who has no milk!"

Concubine Shu choked. The emperor actually treated her so badly for a little girl. She was so upset that she wanted to vomit blood!

In a powerful family, which woman would breastfeed her child herself?

Besides, she had just tried it with great humiliation, and the little princess didn't open her mouth at all, okay?

In order to avoid suspicion from the Emperor and Empress, she could only make the excuse that she had no milk...

Zhao Cairen, who had just been sent to the cold palace for an hour, was quickly pushed back to Mingyue Palace.

In late October, the cold wind blows and it seems to be cutting your face.

Zhao Cairen was wearing a thin middle garment, her face was pale, and she trembled with every step she took.

People in the palace always flatter the powerful and look down on the weak. Nanny Sun and two palace maids were dragged into the cold palace by her. Except for Zhiqiu who protected her, the other two gave her the cold shoulder and spoke ill of her.

She endured it and repeatedly recalled the process of today's delivery with Zhiqiu.

After giving birth to the little princess, she only had time to look at her twice before the midwife took her away to be cleaned. She was out of their sight for only half a cup of tea. The little princess must have been replaced by Concubine Shu at that time. There was no other possibility!

But she had no evidence, and if she resolutely "framed" Concubine Shu, it might bring disaster to the little princess, and her parents and siblings would also be implicated.

Zhao Cairen walked with an unsteady step and knelt down to pay respect to the emperor and empress as soon as she entered the hall.

The emperor glanced at her with disgust, suppressed his disgust and handed the little princess over to this "evil-minded" woman.

Zhao Cairen hugged the little princess excitedly, tears streaming down her face: "Princess, why is your voice so hoarse? Don't cry."

When the little sweet baby heard the familiar voice, the anxiety in his heart was instantly soothed, and he stopped crying.

The emperor looked at the queen in surprise and joy, and shed tears of joy again: "Don't cry, little sweetheart! Come on, feed little sweetheart, she's starving."

Zhao Cairen ignored her physical discomfort and carried the little princess into the inner room tremblingly.

The sobbing little sweet baby stared curiously at the peaks of his mother's chest, too shy to open his mouth.

But my mother smells so good!

Others have a fishy smell, which she doesn't like.

Zhao Cairen was so anxious that she burst into tears. She gently coaxed him, "Why won't your little sweetheart eat? Are you too hungry?"

"What should we do? If the little princess doesn't eat, the talented person will definitely be sent to the cold palace again." Zhiqiu, who was supporting the talented person Zhao, was so anxious that she was about to cry.

When the little sweet baby heard this, he leaned over honestly, opened his mouth and started eating.

So delicious!

The hungry stomach was quickly satisfied.

"Eat it, eat it! The little princess ate it!" Zhiqiu was happier than anyone else and shouted without regard for etiquette.

After hearing this, the emperor and the empress both breathed a sigh of relief.

The Queen wiped away her tears and discussed with the Emperor: "Let Concubine Zhao feed the little princess from now on. Then, Concubine Zhao will no longer be suitable to live in the cold palace."

The emperor nodded frantically, like a chick pecking at rice: "Of course! Let her live in the side hall and give her more good food. This way, my precious little one will also be well fed!"

The queen also meant the same thing. She had just seen how simple the side hall was. There wasn't even a windbreak curtain, and the room was gloomy and cold.

After a cup of tea, the queen arranged for people to deliver piles of good things to the side hall.

Concubine Shu was so jealous that she wanted to twist the handkerchief in her hand into pieces.

She pretended to be exhausted and returned to the inner hall to rest.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, she gnashed her teeth and said bitterly, "I am the little princess's mother! It really got away with that bitch Zhao!"

"Your Majesty, there's nothing we can do about this. It's because the little princess only recognizes her biological mother... and only recognizes her breast milk." Yan Chun accidentally let the cat out of the bag and quickly slapped herself on the mouth.

Concubine Shu glanced at her and snorted coldly: "When she no longer needs to be breastfed, send her back to the cold palace! Where's Xiaojiu? Hurry and bring Xiaojiu here so I can take a good look at her!"

She worked so hard to give birth to the ninth prince, but before she could even take a look at him, he was secretly replaced with the little princess.

Yan Chun quickly brought the Ninth Prince over. Concubine Shu carefully took him into her arms, her nose aching with excitement. "My little Nine is just so handsome. Isn't he much prettier than little Sweetie?"

Yan Chun nodded with a smile, but still reminded her, "The little princess that Your Majesty worked so hard to give birth to is also very beautiful. The Ninth Prince is Zhao Cairen's son."

Concubine Shu curled her lips in grievance and said nothing more.

Her fingers accidentally touched Xiaojiu's mouth, and the baby immediately started sucking.

Yan Chun was stunned: "The Ninth Prince must be hungry too."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Shu unbuttoned her clothes without hesitation and wanted to breastfeed the baby herself. However, the Ninth Prince frowned, turned his head away, and burst into tears.

Compared with the little sweet baby's cry just now, the Ninth Prince's cry was much louder.

Concubine Shu held him helplessly and walked out: "Quickly call those wet nurses to feed Xiaojiu!"

However, the Ninth Prince seemed to be infected by the little princess. None of the more than thirty wet nurses suited his taste. He either turned his head away and kept silent, or cried at the top of his lungs.

The emperor was annoyed by what he heard. He frowned and glared inside: "You little bastard, you are not obedient at all! Why are you being so pretentious? You can eat it if you want. If you are hungry, you won't be picky!"

Concubine Shu in the inner hall was extremely upset.

Xiaojiu is still a little baby!

He has been hungry longer than the little princess, so how can he be pretentious?

After the little princess had enough milk and food, she fell asleep comfortably in Lady Zhao's arms.

Yan Chun held the sobbing Ninth Prince in her arms and cautiously asked the Empress, "Your Majesty, how about having the concubine try to feed the Ninth Prince?"

"Then give it a try. After all, she is Xiaojiu's biological mother."

The Queen, having given birth before, knew that a good mood would produce abundant milk. Concubine Zhao had just given birth to the Ninth Prince, so she must have missed him. She wanted her to spend more time with Little Nine. Once she was in a good mood, the little princess would naturally not go hungry anymore.

Concubine Shu, who was hiding in the inner hall and eavesdropping, felt heartbroken.

Concubine Zhao reluctantly handed the little princess to Yan Chun and took the Ninth Prince. Before she could coax him, the Ninth Prince started eating the food with a smacking mouthful.

Earlier in the side hall, she fed her colostrum to the child, and her emotions were extremely complicated for a moment.

The Ninth Prince whimpered a few times in dissatisfaction as the milk was gone before he had had enough, and then he fell asleep while crying.

Concubine Shu felt mixed emotions and secretly wiped away her tears.

Yan Chun could only whisper to comfort him: "It must be because the Ninth Prince was taken to Zhao Cairen when he was born, so the Ninth Prince only recognizes her now. In the future, when he is raised by the Queen, the Ninth Prince will definitely still be close to the Queen."