Chapter 150 I'll Listen to You
He had never held a child before, but now he had no choice but to hold the child anyway.
It would be more appropriate to say that it is holding rather than hugging.
Qi Muchao felt that the crying baby in his hand was like a hot yam, and he could only hold it carefully and shake it gently.
After shaking the child a few times, the child's crying became quieter. He looked at Lu Wanning with a smug look, as if he had found some fun. "Okay, stop crying."
Lu Wanning was amused by his appearance, "Then you hold it first, I'll go take your aunt's pulse."
After taking her pulse, Aunt An also woke up.
There was soup stewing in the kitchen, and someone served it to Aunt An while she drank some. The wet nurse also arrived by chance, and Qi Muchao handed the child to the wet nurse.
Lu Wanning glanced at Aunt An, whose face was still a little pale, and pursed her lips. "I have something I want to discuss with you."
Aunt An handed the bowl to the servant, waved her hand to let him go, and then asked, "What's wrong?"
"My aunt is still very weak and needs to recover slowly. I want her to live in Prince Qi's mansion with the child first. Firstly, it will be more convenient for me to take care of them, and secondly, it will be safer."
Lu Wanning saw clearly the expressions of the Second and Third Madams that day.
Although Mr. Chen currently treats this child as his own precious eye and will not let anyone hurt him, it is hard to say about Aunt An.
She is so weak now. If the Second and Third Madams want to attack her, she may not be able to defend herself easily.
After all, Mr. Chen doesn't care about her as much as he cares about his children.
There was one thing Lu Wanning didn't say, which was that she was very angry about what Mr. Chen said yesterday about protecting the young boy.
If she and Qi Muchao had not been there, her aunt would most likely have died by now.
Just thinking about it, Lu Wanning felt like something was blocking her chest, and she wanted to throw Mr. Chen into the pond in the back garden to rinse him off.
He and Chen Wenjian are indeed father and son of the same bloodline. As long as they can achieve their goals, nothing else matters.
Fortunately, Aunt An rarely refused her suggestions. She must have guessed the reason for her anger and nodded with a smile, "I'll listen to you."
After hearing her words, Lu Wanning directly asked Hu Yan to arrange it.
Aunt An was carried onto the carriage and settled down. Apart from a wet nurse to take care of the child, no one else was taken with them.
But before the carriage set off, Mr. Chen hurried back after receiving the news.
Currently, the Chen family is no longer as powerful as before because they sided with the second prince. Now that the crown prince is about to ascend the throne, Qi Muchao has a very good relationship with the crown prince.
How could Master Chen dare to offend her? But for the sake of the child, he still stepped forward and advised, "Madam has just given birth, and the child is weak now, so it's not easy to move. Madam and I appreciate the kindness of the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess. Let Madam stay at home and take good care of the child."
Fearing that Lu Wanning would refuse, he immediately added, "There are many supplements in the mansion's storeroom. I would never dare to let my wife down."
Lu Wanning opened the curtain, her eyes cold. "Whether Master Chen would wrong my aunt, who can say for sure? After all, it was you who cried out for the baby when my aunt gave birth yesterday."
Aunt An lowered her eyes and said nothing when she heard this.
Master Chen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. It's all the fault of that midwife yesterday. She said that if we didn't hurry up, the wife and the child would die. That's why I was so anxious that I lost my mind."
"I see that Master Chen is not confused at all, and is clearly very clear-headed," Lu Wanning looked at him calmly, "I'm going to make this clear today. My aunt's life is more important than anyone else in your Chen Mansion. Now that the child has been delivered safely, if I had really done as you wished yesterday, I would not have given this child to your Chen Mansion to raise."
Seeing Master Chen's expression change, Lu Wanning snorted and laughed, "From now on, the same thing applies. If anything happens to my aunt in your Chen Mansion, I will blame it all on you."
Mr. Chen's face turned dark and red, but he didn't dare to refute a word.
The current Lu Wanning is no longer the cautious girl in the Chen Mansion.
She had already grown into someone he couldn't afford to offend.
He stammered for a long time but didn't say anything. He knew that Lu Wanning was scolding him for what happened yesterday, but he could only bear it.
Lu Wanning entered the carriage and saw Aunt An looking at her and smiling. She felt a little guilty, "Aunt, what's with that expression?"
"Do you know what you looked like to me just now?"
"What?"
Aunt An curled her lips, a hint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, and whispered, "What you looked like when you were a child."
Hearing this, Lu Wanning was in a trance for a moment.
Yes, she was ignorant of the immensity of the world when she was little, and was spoiled by her parents as if the whole world was at her feet.
She was so carefree and unrestrained that she was a little naive. After all, in the town, the neighbors used to call her the little devil of the Lu family.
Lu Wanning chuckled and said, "Just think of it as a compliment from my aunt."
The baby in the cradle whimpered twice. They both looked over, and Lu Wanning asked, "Auntie, have you decided on a name for him?"
Mr. Chen had actually already thought of a name for the child, but Lu Wanning didn't want to mention Mr. Chen at all at this moment.
Fortunately, Aunt An thought about it for a moment and didn't say anything like waiting for Mr. Chen to come up with such nonsense.
Instead, he shook his head and said, "I haven't decided yet. Let me think about it carefully. Or, you can help him come up with one."
"After all, if it weren't for you, he wouldn't exist."
Lu Wanning touched her chin and said, "Then I'll think about it carefully."
During the time Aunt An was recuperating in Prince Qi's mansion, Lu Wanning took good care of her.
Mother Liu was even more careful, taking care of Aunt An while worrying about Lu Wanning's health.
Mother Liu watched Qi Muchao grow up, and she often heard Princess Qi sighing, fearing that Qi Muchao would not live past the age of twenty-five.
But now the prince is not only alive and well, but also married and is about to have a child.
How can one word of joy describe it?
The little weight Lu Wanning had lost from the bumpy ride had now all come back.
At night, I pinched my fatter waist and felt a little melancholy, "I can't drink so much nourishing soup tomorrow."
Qi Muchao, who was lying beside her, was equally terrified. Touching her belly, which had grown even bigger, he also felt melancholy. "Why does your belly look bigger than other pregnant women's? Could it be that everything you eat has grown on it?"
Lu Wanning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's only been a few months, how can it be so exaggerated?"
But Qi Muchao was still worried. Aunt An went through so much trouble during childbirth because the fetus was too big, which left a psychological trauma on Qi Muchao. Now he was very afraid that the baby in Lu Wanning's belly was also too big.
Shortly after Aunt An gave birth, Qi Muchao went to see Doctor Luo Shen and asked him to prescribe medicine that could prevent him from having children.
He and Lu Wanning only want this one child, and they won't have any more.
By the time Lu Wanning found out, he had already been taking the medicine for several days.
But he had thought it over, and Lu Wanning didn't say anything, because she didn't want to have another child anyway.
Suffering was secondary. The second was that she felt she only wanted to focus all her energy on one child.
She loves her child as much as her parents loved her.
Give him your unique love.
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