"My lady, the wet nurse just carried the little prince out of the main hall and has already returned to the side hall."
Jing Ci turned around and quietly told his master, who was sitting at the Eight Immortals table, about the situation at the entrance of the main hall.
Upon hearing this, Wu Yachenglin immediately stood up, walked around the open space twice, and then clapped her hands, saying, "I want to go see the young prince."
Jing Ci worried, "Your Highness, Consort An has always wanted you to avoid too much contact with the young prince. It's not dark yet, wouldn't it be inappropriate to go over there?"
Wu Yachenglin shook her head. "The little prince hadn't finished crying yet."
I went over to comfort him; only when I went did he stop crying.
While they were talking, Wuya Chenglin instructed Jing Ci to go to the door and keep an eye on the side hall for her, while she herself turned and went to the dressing table in the inner room.
Jing Ci was a maidservant who was transferred back from the Imperial Household Department by Wu Ya Cheng Lin after Jing Lan left.
Regardless of his competence, Jing Ci's lineage from the Wuya clan alone is enough for Wuya Chenglin to trust him.
Hearing her mistress emphasize this, Jing Ci was puzzled but did not refute it. In her opinion, her mistress was indeed capable of coaxing the young prince, as if the young prince would stop crying as long as he saw his mistress.
Unfortunately, Consort An always prevented the young prince from having daily contact with his master. Usually, the master could only secretly see the young prince by bribing the wet nurse.
With these thoughts in mind, Jing Ci turned around and continued to keep an eye on the side hall from the doorway.
After Wuya Chenglin came out, the two of them hurried over.
"Please be accommodating, I'll be right back."
After handing the bulging purse to the wet nurse at the door, Wu Yachenglin carefully entered the room.
Inside the room, Yinzhen's crying had not stopped; the child had been crying for so long that his voice had become quite hoarse.
Upon seeing that it was Wuya Chenglin who had entered, the wet nurse in charge quickly handed Yinzhen to her, saying, "Wuya agrees, you can only stay for a quarter of an hour, please don't make things difficult for me."
They will be held responsible for letting Wuya Chenglin in against Consort An's wishes.
It's also because Yinzhen is really hard to coax, and Wuya Chenglin gave them a lot, otherwise they wouldn't have betrayed Consort An.
Wu Yachenglin smiled and nodded, and Yinzhen in her arms became much quieter. "Don't worry, wet nurse, I understand."
Seeing this, the wet nurse turned around and stood in a position that was some distance away from Wuya Chenglin but still within sight of the mother and son.
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With a soft sigh, Wu Ya Cheng Lin looked down at Yin Zhen, who had stopped crying.
After a baby is a month old, their skin begins to change. Their porcelain-white face paired with red eye circles makes them look so pitiful.
"Don't cry, don't cry..."
With a soft, soothing voice, Wu Ya Cheng Lin reached out and pulled Yin Zhen up a little.
In the midst of a busy schedule, time always flies by.
The wet nurse began urging Wuya Chenglin to leave, saying, "Wuya, please don't make things difficult for me. Consort An will be sending someone over soon."
Upon hearing this, Wu Yachenglin glanced reluctantly at Yinzhen in her arms one last time, but ultimately handed the child over to the wet nurse, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, wet nurse."
The wet nurse understood the pain of separation between mother and child, but she was just a wet nurse and couldn't do much on a regular basis. Giving Wuya Chenglin occasional leniency was already her best effort. "Wuya, you're too kind. You've just finished your postpartum period, so you still need to take care of your health and rest more."
Wu Yacheng smiled bitterly, nodded, and turned to leave.
It was also a mother's heart that was connected to her son's; as soon as Wuya Chenglin left, Yinzhen, who was in the wet nurse's arms, began to move around restlessly.
The wet nurse was so frightened that she tried to soothe and shake the person, and managed to calm them down.
After placing Yinzhen back on the wooden bed, the wet nurse couldn't help but sniff. Hmm, was it just her imagination? Why did the little prince smell so sweet?
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Spring passes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer comes.
After the ice and snow melt, spring arrives and all things revive.
Holding a beautiful folding fan, Xiu Ning led Yin Yi with one hand, followed by a long line of people, and they walked in a grand procession toward the prince's residence.
After a long winter's rest, Yinyi has grown a year older.
When it was time to go to the prince's residence, Xiuning didn't keep them any longer. Instead, she saw them off with a hint of eager anticipation.
"Mother, you really do dislike your son."
Yin Yi pouted, her face looking gloomy, clearly unhappy.
Xiuning smiled and said, "Your father has spoken, so even if your mother is reluctant, there's nothing she can do."
"Yi'er, you'll live well in the prince's quarters and won't cause your mother any worry, right?"
Yin Yi: ……
Although he really wanted to answer yes, he was just a six-year-old child, and it would be very difficult for him to pitifully go to live alone in the prince's quarters.
Unfortunately, no matter how difficult it is, Xiu Ning will not ask to keep Yin Yi by her side. She is not like Consort Hui. Yin Ti is already so old, yet he moved to the Prince's Residence with Yin Yi. Isn't he ashamed?
"Once you arrive at the prince's residence, behave well and don't go out too often unless you have to."
Also, your older brother is also in the same place, living right next to you. Try to get along well with him.
The last four words, spoken with unwavering resolve, broke Yin Yi's heart even more.
Mother did it on purpose. His relationship with his eldest and second eldest brothers was just average. In fact, those two had tricked him in front of Father Emperor quite a few times. The fact that he could get along well with those two was not up to him at all.
"My son understands."
With his head bowed timidly, Yin Yi was like a wilted cabbage in a garden, having lost its moisture and its joy.
Xiu Ning raised her eyebrows, ignoring Yin Yi's bitter and resentful look. This was something he had to go through. As the saying goes, it's better to be early than late. From a certain perspective, she was also helping Yin Yi adapt in advance.
The mother and son each had their own joys and sorrows, but overall, Xiuning was happier.
Soon, the prince arrived.
Xiuning waved her hand, instructing Chunyu to lead the servants who had come with her to clean the courtyard.
Although the prince has had no shortage of workers these past two days, things are different now. With the master himself here, anyone with ambitions or a desire to show off must demonstrate their abilities.
"Come with your mother to the study for a while."
While they were talking, Xiuning pulled Yinyi away.
Yinyi didn't understand why his mother wanted him to go to the study, but seeing the expression on her face, he wisely kept quiet.
In fact, Xiuning called Yinyi to the study mainly to give him a few private instructions, including things he should pay attention to when he goes to the study to read.
"Your two older brothers, even if your mother doesn't tell you, you know what kind of people they are."
Therefore, when you are in the Imperial Study, there is no need to get angry with them; just do your job well.
Furthermore, it's clear that your imperial father still values the crown prince more. It's wise to yield when necessary; discretion is the better part of valor.
After giving Yin Yi a few pointers, Xiu Ning noticed that the child still had some resentment on his face. She rubbed Yin Yi's little head and said, "I'm not telling you to keep suffering, but to make you understand when you should suffer and when you shouldn't."
Your Imperial Father has witnessed everything that happens in the Imperial Study; do not act recklessly.
Fearing that her son might suffer if he couldn't control his temper, Xiuning tapped Yinyi's forehead and told him about the situation in the study.
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