When Yue'er heard this, she was shocked and subconsciously looked around. Seeing that there were no palace servants around, she breathed a sigh of relief.
He walked forward, got close to the princess, and lowered his voice:
"Princess, there are many people in the palace, please don't talk nonsense!"
If other people heard it, they would probably make up stories to discredit the princess.
How could the child born to Princess Li be similar to the child born to Princess Chen?
Even if there is a similarity, it is only like a prince.
Qin Ye pursed his lips, "I know I shouldn't say this, but when I was holding Ziye, the way Ziye looked at me, the way he held my hand, the way he smiled innocently at me, I had a strange feeling in my heart, very soft, very soft..."
This feeling is very subtle and hard to describe.
It seemed as if there was some kind of tacit understanding between her and Zong Zheng Ziye.
Yue'er said:
"Didn't you feel soft in your heart when you held Wei Xi and Lu Qin in your arms?"
"I……"
Her heart naturally felt soft as she held her two daughters.
But she also had this feeling when she hugged Zong Zheng Ziye.
"Yue'er, you don't know, it's just... they are different. I... I don't know how to explain it to you." Qin Ye couldn't find the words to describe it, and his words became more and more confused.
Yue'er thought about it seriously and guessed:
"Princess, maybe it's because you're a new mother."
"I have heard that when a woman becomes a mother, she will have a soft and loving heart towards all her children, similar to loving the whole house and all its people."
"And you think Wei Xi and Zi Ye look alike because they have the same blood!"
Yue'er analyzed carefully:
"Think about it, the prince and Prince Li have the same blood, so the children they give birth to will naturally have similarities. After all, they are both of royal blood, how can they not be similar?"
Moreover, the child not only looks like the prince and the princess, but also a bit like the emperor.
This is all royal blood.
Qin Ye heard what she said and it seemed to make some sense.
Is it really just that she is overly suspicious?
"I heard that children under six months old have no independent thoughts, but they will subconsciously get close to their mothers because you smell like milk, so they like you." Yue'er said.
Qin Ye's frown relaxed slightly.
Maybe.
She had a strong milky scent on her body, and Ziye had been away from Qin Jiaojiao for too long, so when he got close to her, he would stick to her.
That's about it.
Don't want to think about it anymore.
"Leave the palace."
"good."
The master and servant were passing through the palace road and when they turned a corner, they accidentally bumped into a palace maid.
The maid knelt down hurriedly: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it. I'm sorry! Princess Chen, please spare me!"
Qin Ye was not walking fast and did not bump into the child, so he naturally did not care.
"Be more careful next time."
After giving some instructions, he left.
"Thank you, Princess Chen! Thank you!"
The maid kowtowed and thanked Qin Ye with tears in her eyes. She stood up and raised her head slowly. There was no urgency or panic on her face. Instead, there was a hidden smile at the corner of her mouth.
Turn around and walk towards the harem.
Carrying the ID card, he walked straight into a magnificent palace and went straight to the master bedroom.
When I entered the door, I saw the emperor's eldest grandson lying in the rocking bed.
She narrowed her eyes and was about to get closer when Concubine De came over from outside the door:
"It's not feeding time yet, what are you doing here?"
The palace maid quickly stopped, lowered her head, and whispered, "In reply to Madam Defei, the nurse was worried that the emperor's eldest grandson would vomit milk, so she asked this servant to come and take a look."
Concubine De came in:
"The Emperor has entrusted his eldest grandson to me for upbringing. I have been watching him closely all the time, even getting up five times at night to sleep. There is no way he would make a small mistake like spitting up milk. You may leave now."
"yes……"