He Zhuo, the youngest daughter of the Irgen Gioro family, was bestowed a marriage to the 'Eldest Prince' of Emperor Kangxi's lineage.
Her story is about diligently raising childre...
Six months later, He Zhuo endured labor for a day and a night before giving birth to a little princess.
Consort Hui was somewhat disappointed that it wasn't the eldest grandson of the emperor.
Yinzhi, however, was very affectionate towards his daughter who resembled him. He would visit her every day before going back to his room to sleep, and he constantly talked about her, showing her great concern. Even if his daughter blew a bubble, the silly father would cheer her up and be happy for half a day.
By the time their daughter was a month old, the clumsy father was no longer as awkward as before, and he held her quite well.
Because she was Kangxi's first granddaughter, her third-day celebration and full-moon celebration were also very grand, no less so than those for the youngest prince.
On the day of the full moon, He Zhuo appeared in full regalia.
The women in the backyard finally saw the Grand Princess Consort. The Grand Princess Consort, who hadn't appeared for a while, was still radiant except for being slightly plump. In secret, she tore up countless handkerchiefs and cursed the vixen.
That little bit of plumpness only added to Hezhuo's maternal radiance.
Yinzhi hadn't seen his wife for a long time, and she seemed even more radiant than before, leaving him dumbfounded. He only snapped out of his daze after Hezhuo gave him a disapproving look.
In ancient times, men were not allowed to enter the postpartum room.
That night, Yinzhi stayed overnight in the main courtyard.
He Zhuo recovered well, but in order to be able to have children in the future and to better maintain her health, she refused Yin Zhi's request to have sex with him.
Yinzhi felt a little uneasy. It had been a long time since he had been intimate with his wife. He missed her dearly, thinking that she was far superior to the other women in the harem.
Seemingly sensing Yinzhi's unwavering resolve, Hezhuo gently comforted him: "Husband, today Mother specifically told me that a woman's body has not fully recovered after childbirth, and it is best to wait two months before resuming sexual relations. This way, her body will have fully recovered and it will not affect her ability to bear children in the future."
Yinzhi naturally wanted a legitimate son, but unfortunately he had to have sex with Hezhuo to relieve his ailment.
"My husband, I'd like to name our daughter."
He Zhuo leaned against Yin Zhi's chest and said.
"Our daughter is the Emperor's eldest granddaughter. I wonder if he will bestow a name upon her. However, most of the imperial sisters in the palace do not yet have names."
The princes and princesses in the palace could not be named arbitrarily; their names were all decided by Emperor Kangxi. The princes were somewhat better off, as they would definitely be given names when they turned one year old.
It's hard to say about princesses; most of them only get a name when they get married.
However, princesses rarely used their given names; they were usually addressed by their titles. Before princes and princesses had names, they could only be addressed according to their birth order. Their mothers could not choose names for them arbitrarily, not even nicknames.
"The eldest princess is our first child, my precious darling. I'll name her Zhenbao (meaning 'precious treasure'), and the place where she'll live will be called Zhenbao Tower. What do you think, Your Highness?"
Yinzhi looked at his coquettish wife with no choice but to give up.
I thought of the basins of bloody water that were brought out of the delivery room when my wife was giving birth. I was terrified and panicked at the time. I couldn't help but feel more sorry for her.
Yinzhi propped himself up on his elbows and stroked his wife's jade-like face: "Since that's the case, then the eldest princess will be our precious princess. Let's give her a nickname for now. How will you thank me, my wife? Hmm?"
The final tone of the word "嗯" rises slightly.
Yinzhi even flippantly lifted Hezhuo's chin.
Looking at the young lady's blushing face, he chuckled softly, bent down to kiss her cherry lips, and gently held her slightly longer breast, his two fingers lightly pinching her nipple.
He Zhuo gently pushed him away: "Sir, no."
However, Yinzhi interpreted this soft, delicate voice as a veiled invitation.
Yinzhi leaned down and gently stroked Hezhuo's delicate earlobe, saying indistinctly, "Don't worry, I'll stay outside, I won't go in." He then deftly removed Hezhuo's sash, revealing her two small breasts trembling slightly. Hezhuo felt a chill and quickly covered her chest with her hands. Yinzhi pulled Hezhuo's hands up and placed them on her head, making her breasts clearly visible. This action made them appear even more alluring.
Yinzhi could no longer resist. He put the red plum in his mouth while his other hand roamed over Hezhuo's body.
He let out a soft moan, feeling a tingling sensation all over his body.
The next morning, what He Zhuo saw was Shao Mama's disapproving look.
He Zhuo wanted to explain, "Don't worry, Granny, I know what I'm doing."
Both of them rubbed their thighs until they were red, and they made a ruckus until midnight.
It was still Yinzhi who helped Hezhuo bathe and apply medicine.
Yinzhi was a considerate person, and even the heartless Hezhuo felt a little sweet thinking about this. However, the thought of Concubine Chao, who was pregnant in the backyard, instantly brought him back to his senses. Yinzhi was not only Hezhuo's wife, but also the husband of everyone in the backyard.