When the cheers suddenly arose, the street was bustling with activity and the people around all turned their heads to look.

Qin Ye was holding the chubby baby in his arms, while Qin Jiaojiao anxiously jumped off the carriage, not caring about her weak body after giving birth, and staggered forward:

"Give my son back to me!"

She stretched out her hands, took the child back, and angrily scolded Qin Ye:

"You can't give birth to a grandson, that's God's will. Even if you are jealous of me, you shouldn't do such a dirty thing!"

The audience's eyes widened as they heard the shocking news.

Princess Chen snatched her son away? !

Oh my god!

"I heard that Princess Chen gave birth to two girls. When she was pregnant, we saw her round belly and thought it was a boy."

"I heard that even the emperor has determined that she is carrying the eldest grandson in her belly. He has already given the child a name before he was born."

"She has given birth to two daughters now. She must be very disappointed and under a lot of pressure, right?"

"When a person is under pressure, he will do something extraordinary. How could she take away the son that the princess had carried for ten months and given birth to with great effort..."

“That’s right!”

Many people saw with their own eyes the scene of Qin Ye holding the child and Qin Jiaojiao snatching the child back. Coupled with Qin Jiaojiao's words, they naturally agreed that Qin Ye had done such a thing.

Yue'er saw this and became anxious:

"Our princess didn't steal the child! She has two beloved daughters, so she doesn't care about the eldest grandson! It was this child who kept crying. As a mother, my princess is kind and soft-hearted, and she loves the child, so she hugged him."

However, her explanation was completely drowned out by the people's discussions:

"Can't you see that Princess Chen is such a person?"

"How dare she snatch a child on the street? Is she crazy?"

“How terrible…”

"My princess didn't do such a thing! She didn't do it! She didn't!" Yue'er stamped her feet in anxiety, but her explanation was so pale and weak that it was completely useless.

Nearly 80% of the accusations and discussions were directed at Qin Ye.

On the side, Qin Jiaojiao was holding the child. When she saw this scene, a proud arc slowly appeared at the corner of her lips.

Here, too, the child in her arms cried out loudly:

"Wow--"

Full-term babies are also of full weight, and their cries are very loud.

“Wow!”

The little hands were waving, the little legs were kicking, big tears as big as beans were falling down, and the little red mouth was opening very wide.

Somehow, whenever the child cried, Qin Ye felt his heart tighten and even had difficulty breathing.

Qin Jiaojiao was busy coaxing the child:

"Zi Ye, be good and don't cry. Don't cry. Mom will take good care of you in the future. Such a dangerous thing as today will never happen again. I will never let a bad woman take you away again!"

"Wow!!"

The child cried even louder, twisting his little body vigorously, looking very resistant and uneasy.

"Don't cry, Ziye, be good. Your crying makes your mother sad."

Qin Jiaojiao coaxed him patiently.

After two minutes of coaxing, not only did it not work, the child cried even harder.

After coaxing her for a while, she finally lost her patience.

Perhaps it was because she was not the child's biological mother; perhaps it was because Qin Ye was here and there was a special blood relationship between the child and his biological mother, so she felt a little anxious.

If she, as a 'biological mother', can't even coax her own 'biological son', in front of so many people, isn't this a slap in the face?

His eyes turned and a bad look flashed across them.

Suddenly he pointed at Qin Ye and shouted:

"Zi Ye was fine just now, why did he cry like this after you hugged him? Qin Ye, what on earth did you do to him!"

"You are a mother, and Ziye is just a three-day-old baby. How could you be so cruel!"