Checking his pulse, I thought, "This young man is really strong, especially considering he was just born."
The time it took for Prince Rui to take his pulse felt extremely long, so long that he almost drew his sword.
"The young master is very healthy, even healthier than most children."
Upon hearing this, Prince Rui breathed a great sigh of relief.
Inside the carriage, the midwife and a maid helped change the bedding under Zhao Qinglin.
When the midwife was about to put a menstrual belt on Zhao Qinglin, Zhao Qinglin stopped her.
She had pure cotton underwear and sanitary napkins prepared for her by her third sister.
"You all go out first, I'll handle the rest myself," Zhao Qinglin instructed.
Take out the underwear and sanitary napkins that you have prepared in advance from the cabinet next to you.
Following Zhao Qingyan's instructions, first place the sanitary napkin on the narrowest part of the underwear, then lay it out and smooth it out.
Lying in bed, I struggled to lift my legs and put on my underwear.
The comfortable feeling immediately gave Zhao Qinglin a sense of security, and then she tied on the postpartum abdominal binder she needed.
She changed out of her sweat-soaked clothes and put on a long, pullover dress.
This way, I don't have to worry about flashing or getting cold.
Anyway, she spends most of her time lying down.
After she was dressed, someone wrung out a handkerchief and wiped her hands and face.
The fact that she can now complete those tasks on her own means that she has regained her physical strength.
When Prince Rui learned that his wife had finished preparing, he wanted to get into the carriage.
Zhao Qinglin ordered someone to open a crack in the carriage window to let out the stench of blood.
As a result, one or two people objected. Zhao Qinglin roared, "Jian Rui!"
Prince Rui seemed to have a motor installed, and immediately jumped to the side of Zhao Qinglin's carriage.
Zhao Qinglin tried to breathe and control her emotions.
"Your Highness, bring the child in for me. You can also come in and do some chores for me. I can't get anyone to do anything with them."
Prince Rui immediately understood what was going on and glared at the servants surrounding the carriage, including the midwife.
By now he had learned how to hold a child and carefully took the child from the imperial physician's hands.
He slowly opened the carriage door and carefully carried the child inside, stepping sideways into the carriage.
The only unpleasant smell inside the carriage now is the strong stench of blood.
"Your Highness, please give me the child."
Please help me prop up the window over there, leaving a small gap so that the carriage can be ventilated.
You propped it up over there, so even if there's wind outside, it won't blow on me.
The so-called fear of wind does not mean that one cannot see any wind at all, but rather that one cannot be directly exposed to the wind, or be exposed to a draft.
Don't worry, there are books about pregnancy and childbirth.
I've seen plenty of information. Therefore, I know what's best for me.
Your Highness, please do not worry.
Even if Prince Rui were stupid, he would know that Zhao Qinglin was very angry.
Thinking about it, he understood. She had just given birth and was still at her most vulnerable, so no one would respond when she called for help.
The servants, however, showed no remorse and openly made decisions for their masters.
"Honey, are you angry? Don't be angry, I'll take care of them in a bit."
Zhao Qinglin nodded.
"Yes, Your Highness, I plan to raise and feed our son myself. Please send those two wet nurses away."
I don't want to see them.
Prince Rui had no reason to disobey, and immediately ordered his guards to send the person away.
Several wet nurses knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy and forgiveness.
"Shut up! When did I say I wanted your lives?"
I hired you all to breastfeed the young prince, but instead, you all...
They've got quite a big heart. The princess has just given birth and is weak. They expect you to do whatever they're told.
Those who are lackeys should be aware of their own status as lackeys. What about you?
One by one, they forgot their place, always saying this is not allowed or that is not permitted.
Since you're all useless, there's no point in having you.
The young prince has no need for servants who don't respect their master. Get out of here.
Don't forget to settle their wages for these days.
Prince Rui was indeed angry. His wife was so angry that she was taking deep breaths, which meant she was quite upset.
Since we can't just start killing indiscriminately, driving people away is perfectly reasonable.
Back in the carriage, Prince Rui served Zhao Qinglin noodles with shredded pork, eggs, and vegetables again. The only downside was that it wasn't salted.
This is obviously suitable for women who have just given birth.
After eating about half a bowl, Zhao Qinglin felt something unusual in her chest.
Even without practical experience, there is a theoretical basis; the Zhao family has read quite a few of Zhao Qingyan's books.
Set the bowl of noodles aside and rinse your mouth briefly.
She then asked Prince Rui to help her twist a handkerchief, turned to the side to unbutton the front of her skirt, and wiped the baby's anus clean.
Then pick up the baby.
Even with its eyes closed, the little guy seems to know where its food is.
It took a bite and sucked hard, making Zhao Qinglin wince in pain.
Fortunately, the milk came in quickly, and the little one's sucking strength decreased, gradually relieving the pain.
Prince Rui, standing to the side, stared in disbelief. He was already pondering whether he should find another wet nurse for his son once they arrived in Mo City.
When Zhao Qinglin turned around and saw the expression on Prince Rui's face, she knew that he was up to no good.
"You better put away all the nonsense in your head."
Our son doesn't need a wet nurse to feed him; I don't want him to have a servant as an elder in the future.
Haven't you seen how many wet nurses of high-ranking officials and nobles cause trouble everywhere under the guise of their masters?
Now that we've left the capital, let's live like ordinary people in the city.
If children are not properly educated, wealth will surely not last beyond three generations.
Even if you are born into royalty, you will face the same problems.
Prince Rui nodded, now he dared not say a word, his wife's temper was even more volatile than before she gave birth.
He harbored resentment towards those wet nurses and maids once again.
The baby is born, so there's no need to rush anymore.
However, they still need to find a city to settle down in as soon as possible. After all, Zhao Qinglin needs to take care of her postpartum period, and staying in the carriage all day long will only make her sick.
Some people rode horses to the nearest county town to be resettled.
After feeding her child, Zhao Qinglin laid him down beside her. Looking at her son's peaceful sleeping face, Zhao Qinglin's heart melted.
Looking up at Prince Rui sitting to the side, Zhao Qinglin chuckled at his cautious yet resentful gaze.
"Husband, what's wrong? Do you feel neglected?"
Our son was just born. Even if I cherish him dearly, how many years can I truly protect him? My husband is going to spend his whole life with me.
Husband, can you calculate which is more and which is less?
"I'm relieved. My husband is the one I care about most; no one can surpass you."
Whether this is true or false, we won't verify it for now. Even if it is false, it still made Prince Rui beam with joy.
"Husband, I'm in a lot of inconveniences during my postpartum period. I don't want to rely on others to take care of me anymore; it just feels awkward."
"Would you like to help me take care of our son?"
Prince Rui was completely confused, so naturally he did whatever his wife said.
Besides, he had originally planned to personally take care of his wife during her postpartum period.
It's just that everything happened by chance.
As the couple were flirting, the carriage suddenly wobbled, either falling into a ditch or running over a rock.
Prince Rui is about to lose his temper again.
Before leaving, he gave orders to have roads repaired in the Northeast region.
He also listed the cities where road repairs were necessary, but almost a year later, the roads are still in the same terrible state.
If the road hadn't been so bumpy, would my wife have given birth on the road?
God knows how nervous he was.
He was terrified that in this desolate wilderness, with little medical care and medicine, if something happened to his wife, he wouldn't be able to live anymore.
Prince Rui continued on his journey, with no intention of stopping.
Even at night, the guards couldn't bear to watch any longer; if they continued, the people would be fine, but the horses would be exhausted.
Only then, with the tacit approval of Prince Rui, did the procession stop.
As they prepared the meal, everyone could sense that Prince Rui was in a bad mood.
Guardian Armor
"Brother, what's wrong with our prince? Why is he unhappy about the birth of the little master? It's like someone owes him money."
I have a feeling someone's going to be in trouble.
Guard B,
"Shut up, stop talking nonsense. Anyone who dares to owe our Prince money and not pay it back is practically committing suicide."
"Wouldn't the prince beat that man so badly he'd vomit?"
Guard A, this time, showed disdain for Guard B.
"Well, you're the one who's talking about me. You're not even as good as me. Why do you always have to talk about poop and pee?"
Rude. No wonder you can't find a wife.
Guard B was indignant.
"I'm rude, you're civilized."
You managed to get married, but where's your wife? We're both in the same boat, I haven't seen a single wife in you."
Good brothers betray each other—that's how straightforward they are. They turn on each other in an instant, without giving anyone a chance to prepare.
After the carriage stopped, Zhao Qinglin asked Prince Rui to look after the child while she went to relieve herself.
Prince Rui disagreed, saying that such a thing would be subject to public criticism.
Zhao Qinglin smiled broadly in front of Prince Rui.
He was wearing a pair of pants, a jacket over his body, and a hat with a thin but very elastic fabric on his head.
She looks really good dressed like this.
She showed no signs of postpartum exhaustion. In fact, after giving birth, Zhao Qinglin recovered about 70-80% of her strength after a meal and a nap.
He sat down to meditate again, circulating the not-so-abundant true energy within his body.
My physical strength is now about 95% of what it used to be.
Prince Rui wouldn't allow Zhao Qinglin to go far, so there was nothing he could do.
They had no choice but to have the maids move the chamber pot over. Several maids quickly unfolded a piece of cloth to cover Zhao Qinglin's private parts.
Even after marrying Prince Rui, she often experiences all sorts of bizarre situations where she is served.
Having already experienced it all, Zhao Qinglin still politely declined to use this method of relieving herself.
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