Jiang Qingmo chewed the lotus cake and listened to Jiang Qingzhi's whispers. He belatedly understood the meaning, his face changed, and he finally stopped talking.
At this time, Xu had already taken them to a place with a good view and sat down.
The seat is next to several high tables filled with seasonal fresh fruits and various exquisite snacks. Several small round tables with carved rosewood bouquets are scattered among them for guests to sit.
Xu's gaze never left Qi Mo and her son. Beneath her calmness, there was a subtle scrutiny.
All the ladies and young ladies, all with reserved smiles on their faces, gathered around the jade basin, their eyes focused on the small yellow swaddling clothes, and they kept offering blessings.
"Your Majesty is delighted! His Royal Highness truly has the eyes of a dragon and the neck of a phoenix, a truly blessed and noble appearance!"
"Yes, yes, look at how bright his eyes are and how full his forehead is. He will definitely be a great man in the future!"
"Your Highness's cry is loud and full of confidence. This is a good omen!"
"Thanks to the Emperor's eldest grandson, His Highness the Second Prince will surely rise to prominence..."
Amidst the compliments, the wife of the Minister of Rites bowed to Qi Mo with a smile: "The auspicious time has arrived. Please add a basin of water and pray for the blessing of His Royal Highness the Grandson."
Qi Mo nodded slightly, a faint smile forming on her pale face. She reached out her thin, bony hand, picked up a heavy gold ingot from the tray, and slowly dropped it into the warm jade basin water.
"Add gold like a mountain, and the house will be filled with wealth and honor!" The ceremonial officer immediately sang loudly.
Next came pearls, jade, red dates, lotus seeds... Each item was accompanied by loud auspicious words.
Jiang Songyi's eyes never left Qi Mo and the child in her arms.
What alarmed her even more was that Qi Mo's condition was extremely abnormal. The excessive paleness and fatigue in her eyes were definitely not just from the exhaustion of childbirth. The arms holding the swaddling baby were trembling slightly, as if they were carrying a heavy burden.
"Wow... Wooah..." The emperor's eldest grandson seemed to be disturbed by the noises and the surrounding figures in the small cradle. He cried even more restlessly than before, and his little arms and legs struggled in the cradle.
The cry was different from that of an ordinary baby, with a disturbing sense of fear.
The ladies around showed even deeper compassion and sympathy on their faces: "Oh, your Highness is shy."
"Oh, how pitiful..."
"Your Majesty, the young prince is very smart. He knows that today is his big day!"
They just think of the children as being shy.
However, the hairs on Jiang Songyi's back stood up instantly.
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