"Young Master!"

The maid was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She rushed over quickly and caught the child with both hands.

Almost fell to the ground...

The maid's heart was a little relieved. She looked at the princess again. The gloomy look in her eyes made her look like a different person. She felt fear for no reason.

"princess……"

Ever since the princess gave birth, she has become a completely different person.

Even she was a little scared when she saw it.

Qin Jiaojiao frowned, feeling inexplicably upset.

"Wow!"

The child kept crying, with big tears falling down his face. His red face made people feel pity for him.

The more she cried, the more upset she became.

Damn it!

Why are you crying? It's so noisy!

The emperor finally agreed to make Prince Li the crown prince. She was in a good mood and was planning to return home as soon as possible to tell the prince the good news, but the child cried so hard that it ruined her mood.

Extremely annoying.

"Hold him down and comfort him. Don't let me hear him crying again!" Qin Jiaojiao turned her head to the side in annoyance.

"Princess, but the young master is your own flesh and blood..."

"I told you to go down, but you didn't understand me?"

The maid felt a chill on her back and didn't dare to say a word. She carefully picked up the child and bent down to get off the carriage.

The crying gradually subsided.

Qin Jiaojiao rubbed her eyebrows and felt a little relieved.

During the past three days, almost everyone congratulated her, saying that she had given birth to the emperor's eldest grandson, and that she had a bright future and would surely rise to a high position in the future. There were all kinds of faces trying to please her.

But, only she knew that Zong Zheng Ziye, that child...

That's not her child...

During the delivery, even though she was so weak that she fainted, before she fainted, she saw her own baby, a skinny girl covered in blood.

When I woke up, my daughter turned into a son.

If I'm not mistaken, Zong Zheng Ziye is actually Qin Ye's son...

On the street.

People come and go, bustling about.

"Princess, which clinic should we go to?" Yue'er asked, holding Qin Ye's arm.

Yunying took a few steps forward, adjusted her cloak, and walked three steps in front of her, separating her from the oncoming people to prevent anyone from accidentally bumping into her.

Qin Ye glanced around and pointed at one:

"Yun Ying, go to that clinic and see if they have twelve-year-old Cordyceps."

"good."

Yunying nodded and took a step forward.

Qin Ye and Yue'er walked forward and were about to visit the next clinic when they suddenly heard a baby crying.

"Wow……"

She subconsciously turned her head to look.

Across the street, in front of a carriage, a woman who looked like a maid was holding a swaddled baby, rocking and coaxing the baby anxiously.

In the cradle, the child cried loudly until he was hoarse.

A casual glance——

That kid!

It's him!

Qin Ye subconsciously stepped forward and walked over.

As I approached, the child stretched out his hands.

"If you can't coax her, why don't I give you a hug?"

"Ah?" The maid looked up blankly, "You..."

"I'll do it."

She stretched out her hand, gently and carefully wrapped her arms around the child's swaddling clothes, and carefully held him in her arms.

Oddly enough, the crying child slowly stopped crying and calmed down as soon as he entered her arms. He looked at her pitifully with his big red eyes.

The little shoulders twitched.

Qin Ye's heart sank instantly...

Sudden.

A scream:

"Qin Ye, you can't give birth to a son, how can you snatch my son away! Everyone, come and see, Princess Chen has snatched my son away!"