Seeing that the emperor had no time to attend to the others, Qinghe carried the little prince out of the delivery room.
"Gentlemen, you have worked hard today. The Emperor and Empress will surely reward you handsomely. Please go and rest now." Zheng He'er stepped forward and invited them to leave.
The nannies, of course, dared not take credit. To have delivered the Empress's first legitimate son, the first prince of Xijing, was an immense honor. They had also witnessed the Emperor's deep-seated love for the Empress, which was truly touching. Who says the imperial family is the most ruthless? They certainly didn't see it coming.
"You're too kind, Steward. The Emperor and Empress are overjoyed to have a prince, and we servants are also blessed with this good fortune. We don't feel tired at all." The old women bowed their backs politely, their faces full of joy.
"Congratulations to the Emperor and Empress on the birth of their son!"
"Yes, yes, Third Sister, make sure to escort the old ladies to their quarters to rest."
Zheng San was also beaming with joy as he watched the soft and adorable little prince in Qinghe's arms. His crying had subsided, and his wrinkled little face was flushed red.
"Hey, Master. This way, ladies!" He quickly adjusted his hat and ran over.
Zheng He finally had time to look at the little prince. Qinghe held the little prince steadily and gently bounced him around, humming softly along with him, as if she were talking to him.
Zheng He reached out and poked the little prince's face, but Qinghe slapped his hand away: "The little prince was just born, you're not clean, and you want to touch him!"
Zheng He quickly withdrew his hand, but he wasn't angry. He hadn't thought things through; how could he have touched the little prince's face so casually?
“It’s my fault, it’s my fault. By the way, Qinghe, you’ve never had a child before, how come you’re so good at coaxing a baby?” Zheng He’er was puzzled, his eyes sparkling as he looked at the little prince in his swaddling clothes blowing bubbles. He liked him so much that the wrinkles on his face creased into lines as he smiled.
Qinghe glared at him, annoyed: "Can't you speak properly? I'm still a virgin!"
Zheng He scratched his ear sheepishly, saying, "I've said the wrong thing again."
"Alright, alright, I was just teasing you! I secretly learned from the wet nurses, that's how I held you steadily. You're always so lazy, you've forgotten everything the Emperor and Empress said!"
"Qinghe, teach me how to hold him. I want to hold the little prince too. Our prince is so cute, like a little fairy."
Qinghe smiled and carefully placed the little prince in his arms, teaching him to adjust his position. The little prince was very well-behaved; at first, he whimpered slightly because he was uncomfortable, but then he closed his eyes and played by himself, blowing bubbles with curiosity.
Zheng He held the tiny little prince in his arms, his heart filled with joy. He never imagined that he, a eunuch, would one day be able to hold his son!
The little prince is so cute, he has completely inherited the best features of the Emperor and Empress. Although he was just born, once he was cleaned up, he looked just like a jade dumpling.
The two wet nurses and palace servants standing nearby were extremely envious. With no Empress Dowager in the palace, the princess absent, and Prince Yuan ill, the task of caring for the young prince naturally fell to the head steward and Aunt Qinghe. They were quite eager to try!
The little prince started crying after being in Zheng He's arms for a while. Qinghe quickly took him in and said, "The little prince is probably hungry. Go and serve the Emperor and the Empress!"
"Yes, yes, yes, wet nurse, come quickly!" Zheng He'er reluctantly let go and turned to go inside to serve her.
The two wet nurses finally got to hold the little prince and were absolutely smitten.
"You two nurses, please take the little prince back to his bedchamber to nurse him. It's windy outside, don't let him catch a chill." Qinghe covered the baby up more tightly and led the two nurses to the other side of the side hall. She wanted to keep a close eye on the little prince.
Before the midwives left, they had already cleaned the bedding in the delivery room. Workers then brought in water to clean the room and put on new bedding.
Di Jingcheng, as if lost in thought, leaned against the bed and stared blankly at A Zi's tired sleeping face. A Zi's little hands were already a little red from being gripped by him, but he still refused to let go.
The imperial physicians waited outside, afraid to leave, lest the Emperor faint again or something happen to the Empress. The Emperor and Empress's condition was truly appalling.
Seeing that the imperial physician was still sweating profusely, Zheng He'er kindly said, "Imperial Physician, why don't you go outside and rest for a while? If the Emperor needs anything, I'll call you anytime."
The imperial physician hesitated; he had his life on the line, and the emperor hadn't given the order! How could he dare leave?
"It's alright. Right now, His Majesty is focused on His Majesty and has no time to attend to anything else."
"Thank you very much, Chief Eunuch." The imperial physician raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, hunched over, and went to the outer room. He had just drunk the hot tea handed to him by a palace servant when Prince Yuan arrived again.
Everyone quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness!"
Zheng San had just seen the midwife off and turned back: "Your Highness has arrived! This servant greets Your Highness. The Emperor and Empress are inside now, and the little prince is safe and sound. He should be with the wet nurse."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that nothing serious had happened. His Zhaohe Palace was quite far from here. He had gotten up and eaten breakfast that morning when he heard from the palace servants that the Empress had made a move, which startled him so much that he smashed a bowl on the spot.
He hadn't seen her for a long time. Everyone said that childbirth was like a brush with death for a woman. He was terrified when he heard the news and hurriedly took a sedan chair to catch up with her. He was filled with anxiety the whole way.
Just as they were about to reach Jinghe Garden, they encountered that extremely annoying Gong Yuhan on the way. It seemed that he had also received the news, but it was inconvenient for him to come, so he waited for them on the way.
Di Jingyuan was forced to spend some time dealing with the man, who persisted and begged Di Jingyuan to bring him along.
Di Jingyuan immediately refused. What was the point of an outsider getting involved? So he left and came over by himself. When he arrived at the palace gate, he was a little timid. It was only after Fu Zi encouraged him that he finally decided to come in.
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