Chapter 313 Extra 6: Raising a Cub (Part 2)
Wangyue was in the outer room, still holding the midwife with one hand, waiting until she became bored. Then she realized that there had been no movement inside since Prince Liang went in.
"Your Majesty? But what happened?"
"Hmm..." Cheng Nianying's voice slowly rang out, "How about calling someone else?"
It was at this time that Wu Xun was able to enter.
He was flattered.
After learning that their little master had been swaddled since birth, and now no one, from His Majesty to their master to King Liang, dared to hold him...
Wu Xun almost laughed out loud wildly.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Prince Liang himself did not dare to hold the baby, but he could not help but nag: "Be careful!"
"Wait a minute, take off the accessory around your waist first."
"Is that how you hold me?"
Cheng Nianying was so talkative that she called out, "Dad."
King Liang shut up.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Xun picked up the young master.
He was very proud, turned around, and carefully shared his feelings at the moment: "It's so light, she didn't cry, she opened her eyes, she was looking at me..."
Wu Xun became happier as he spoke.
King Liang was still a little unconvinced: "How can you hold him up?"
"First, support the back of the neck and head, then the legs and buttocks, and use your forearms to support the back. This way, you can hold it firmly... When I followed the master before, I listened to everything he learned, and it was not in vain."
Wu Xun, beaming with joy, held the swaddling baby in his arms and walked around the room, asking them to look at him carefully.
The little guy had already closed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes cast a small shadow on his pink face.
The bridge of her nose is curved and her lips are pursed.
Cheng Nianying reached out and gently pressed her face: "Wrinkled."
Fu Yi's learning was not in vain, and he immediately said: "This is the condition of a newborn baby. It will be fine in two days."
Cheng Nianying rested her head on Fu Yi's shoulder and said in sudden realization, "Oh."
After Fu Yi finished speaking, he also reached out and carefully pressed the little guy's cheek.
It was a warm, real touch.
Even though she couldn't speak a word yet, she felt a strong sense of blood connection, pulsing in her chest.
But at this time, King Liang rarely looked at the baby in the cradle.
He is looking at Cheng Nianying.
Her sweat-soaked hair was still stuck to her cheeks. She had been taking good care of herself recently, and her cheeks looked rounder and smoother than before.
...What did she look like when she was born?
King Liang could not imagine it and could only glimpse a little bit from this child.
That eventually became a regret in King Liang's heart.
After a moment, Fu Yi withdrew his gaze: "I will change Ah Ying's dress first."
King Liang woke up as if from a dream: "Yes, yes."
He and Wu Xun went to the side hall.
The side hall had already been decorated and it was warm inside, so the little one wouldn't feel cold at all.
After Cheng Nianying finished washing, changed her clothes and had her meal, Nanny Shi and Mama Zou rushed over from the Prince's Mansion.
At the same time, Chu Lin and his wife also came with them under their protection.
When Prince Liang heard the noise, he wisely retreated behind the screen. He could only faintly hear Chu Lin say with a smile, "I brought you a pair of socks."
As she spoke, she put it on the little guy.
"I made it myself. Your mother also has it."
These words were brief, but they made King Liang shed two tears unconsciously.
At this moment, Wu Xun interrupted stiffly: "I, I feel a little dizzy."
King Liang rushed out and said, "Put it down quickly."
Chu Lin took over.
But Wu Xun was still holding the baby in the swaddling clothes, standing there stiffly, even his neck could not move.
I think it's because I've been tense for too long.
King Liang laughed out loud: "I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you're also nervous!"
King Liang asked him to see the imperial physician.
Wu Xun walked out silently, his hands and feet trembling.
Here, Cheng Nianying regained her clean and comfortable state. She yawned lazily and then felt tired, but still refused to sleep.
She rested her head on Fu Yi's legs and said lazily, "I want to see her again."
Fu Yi replied "OK" and ordered someone to pass on the message.
After a while, Chu Lin came in holding the child.
Cheng Nianying had narrowed her eyes, and their figures were swaying in her eyes, making her feel a little happy in her heart unconsciously.
Cheng Nianying fell asleep.
Chu Lin put the child down next to her and gave Fu Yi a few more instructions.
These were all things Fu Yi had learned before, but he didn't say them out loud and just listened attentively.
Cheng Nianying could vaguely hear voices.
The sound tickled her ears gently, and she closed her eyes, falling into a more restful and peaceful sleep.
On the other side, Concubine Yan, who was anxiously waiting for a report, only received a pot of poisoned wine.
Concubine Yan's face was as pale as paper.
She couldn't figure out how this was discovered.
The imperial guard who came to deliver the message answered her question: "Your Majesty only summoned a few people from the Imperial Hospital, but not the midwife. Coming uninvited, isn't that an admission of guilt?"
Concubine Yan thought it was ridiculous.
How can you give birth to a child without asking a midwife?
She plucked up her courage and planned everything, but she never expected this!
The imperial guards were impatient to talk to her any more, so they stepped forward and said, "Prince Danshuo has something else for us to pass on."
"He asked the concubine to rest assured that the person she cared about would come to accompany her."
Why do concubines resort to such tactics? Isn't it all for their own children?
Does this mean that she wants to send her son to hell as well?
Concubine Yan's expression changed: "Today, his Fu Yi's child was born, but he committed such a murderous sin. Isn't he afraid of losing his life..."
The leading imperial guard didn't let her finish her words and slapped her in the face, cutting off her voice.
A man pushed aside the imperial guards and slowly approached, his face stern: "Young Crown Prince will decide the life and death of his subjects in the future. What's wrong with killing you today?"
"Crown Prince?" Concubine Yan suddenly realized and asked hurriedly, "Is it a prince or a princess?"
"It's a little princess." Fu Ruiming answered her.
It was like a knife stabbed deeply into Concubine Yan's chest.
"How will my daughter carry on the family line? If this continues for generations, will the Huan Dynasty still be the Zhong family?"
"Madman! Fu Yi, you madman! You are all crazy!"
Concubine Yan staggered back, then was held down firmly, and finally had an extremely distorted expression on her face.
Fu Ruiming lowered his eyes and thought, the less he looks like the old emperor, the better.
*
On October 13, the emperor's eldest daughter was born.
She has a name, nicknamed Yuanyuan.
His full name was Zhong Shu, also known as Cheng Shu. "Shu" means "extremely" or "special." This was given by Fu Yi.
Cheng Nianying also gave her a name, Fu Zhen.
She is the best, the most wonderful, and her parents hope that her wishes will come true.
For a long time, the young crown prince was not able to call out his own nickname clearly.
"Yuanyuan" is always shouted as "Wanwan".
She would climb onto Cheng Nianying's lap and whisper, "I'm sleepy, Daddy and Mommy, please sleep with me."
After saying that, he held Cheng Nianying's head and kissed her from her face to her neck.
The little guy sleeps very soundly, but he has one bad habit: he always likes to be held while sleeping.
It's not just limited to being held by parents.
She would open her arms and hug any face that she often saw around her parents.
Nanny Shi and Mother Zou held him, Wu Xun and Fu Ruiming also held him, Prince Liang held him, Wangyue held him, and even Xiaodong held him.
There are so many wet nurses on the job that the work of parents is much easier.
When the little crown prince could not even speak clearly, Cheng Nianying took her to court.
At first, she only crawled on the table. When she grew up a little, she crawled around Cheng Nianying's feet. Later, she held on to the legs of the chair and used all her strength to start climbing up and down.
His face was covered in ink.
Like kittens and puppies.
After waiting for a while, the little crown prince swung his legs and walked down the jade steps unsteadily.
She moved among the courtiers.
When he was tired, he would sit under his father's robe.
The court officials' mouths twitched as they watched.
The only person who could be tolerated by Prince Danshuo to this extent, apart from His Majesty, is this person...
The young crown prince’s morning court activities did not stop there.
Sometimes when she was in the mood, she would grab the accessories hanging around King Liang's waist, kick her feet, and climb onto King Liang's neck like a little monkey.
The court officials watched her grow up little by little, and some of the old men even softened their hearts towards her over time.
After the court was dismissed, Prince Liang and Fu Yi came to the emperor as usual.
The little prince was swinging on his father's arm.
King Liang took two steps forward.
He said, "Today I wish to ride on my neck."
This is something that King Liang often says to show off to others. When he mentioned it to Cheng Nianying today, it seemed a little strange.
Cheng Nianying glanced at him: "Hmm?"
Prince Liang nervously took another step forward, sweat oozing from his forehead. He stammered, "Do you... do you want to try it some other day?"
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