Fourth Master's voice was a little hoarse from exhaustion.
"There's no rush. Right now, the children in the manor, whether princes or princesses, are all too young. There's no need to rush to make a decision on this matter."
In the darkness, the Fujin heard some rustling sounds. She turned her eyes to the side and realized that the Fourth Prince was raising his hand to press his brow.
She paused for a moment, then said, “What you say is true. Of course, it is of utmost importance to take good care of the children. As the primary consort, the children in the mansion also call me their primary mother. I will naturally take good care of them.”
After speaking, the princess couldn't help but bite her lip again. "Take meticulous care of me?" She curled her lips.
Fourth Master gave a very soft "hmm," it was unclear whether he believed it or not.
After a while, the Fourth Prince withdrew his hand: "It's getting late, Princess Consort should also rest early."
The princess then lowered her head in annoyance: "Your Majesty, I have spoken too much."
Fourth Master fell silent.
The princess waited and waited until her eyes were sore, and finally she lowered her eyes.
In the middle of the night, Fourth Master, who was always a light sleeper, was awakened by the noise coming from the next room.
The princess was still asleep, her breathing even.
The Fourth Prince got up quietly, without disturbing his wife.
In the Second Prince's room, Granny Qian and the others were coaxing him. Outside, Yu Ru was keeping watch. Su Peisheng, who had been dozing off, was wide awake when he heard the Second Prince crying.
He had just sent Fulu to fetch the family physician, but when he saw the Fourth Master, he didn't even have time to pay his respects. Seeing the Fourth Master wave his hand, he dared not say anything more and simply went to get his cloak.
He rarely spoke up like that.
"The cloak was prepared by Master Li a few days ago, and it was just aired out in the sun yesterday. Please put it on, Master, otherwise you might catch a cold, and Her Majesty will worry about you again."
Fourth Master glanced at Su Peisheng, but didn't say anything about him talking too much, and directly took the cloak.
The Fourth Prince put on his cloak and then strode straight to the side room to see the Second Prince.
"Have you gone to fetch the royal physician yet?"
Su Peisheng said yes.
It's common for ordinary children to cry at night, but the second prince is different. Every time he cries, he vomits milk the next day, and a few days later he gets a high fever.
This had become an inevitable thing in the main courtyard.
When the Fourth Prince entered the side room, the Second Prince's crying had not yet stopped. Upon seeing the Fourth Prince, the maids and nannies in the room all bowed in fear and respect.
Apart from the wet nurse who was still holding the second prince.
The Fourth Prince didn't sit down. He walked closer and glanced at the Second Prince, whose face was red from crying and almost scrunched up. He frowned as well.
"How is the Second Prince?"
The wet nurse gently patted and comforted the second prince, her voice softening as she said, "This...it's probably because the second prince is having a nightmare."
What baby doesn't cry at night? The wet nurse felt helpless, since the baby in her arms was precious and difficult to soothe.
The Fourth Prince wouldn't get angry, so naturally he wouldn't hug the Second Prince, nor would he know how to coax a child.
He then sat down on the small couch, waiting for the imperial physician to come and examine the second prince.
When the imperial physician arrived and examined the Second Prince, he was indeed in a similar situation to what the wet nurse had said; he was probably suffering from a nightmare.
The imperial physician could prescribe some calming and soothing medicines, but those medicines were ultimately taken by the wet nurse, and the Second Prince couldn't rashly use medicines at the moment.
The Fourth Prince waved his hand, signaling the royal physician to write a prescription. However, despite the wet nurse's efforts to soothe the Second Prince, his crying did not subside.
Even though Granny Qian had seen many storms in the Ulanara family mansion, she still couldn't help but feel a little scared when she saw the Fourth Prince's dark face.
She was genuinely afraid of the Fourth Master's anger.
The Fourth Prince naturally wouldn't get angry because of the Second Prince's crying; he never had a pleasant expression on his face.
He suddenly looked up and glanced around the furnishings in the Second Prince's room, which made Granny Qian even more uneasy. She was afraid that something was wrong, and she didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
"Do you have a bell? A silver bell?"
Fourth Master suddenly spoke up and asked a question.
Yu Ru was still watching over the Fujin at this moment. When Qian Mama heard the Fourth Prince's words, she was stunned for two seconds, but quickly reacted and replied.
"Yes, Master. This servant will go and fetch it right away."
Although she didn't understand, she just followed her master's instructions. Granny Qian understood this principle better than anyone else.
When Granny Qian presented the silver bell, Su Peisheng looked at it from afar and felt that the scene was somewhat familiar.
Or rather, it's the sudden mention of the silver bell by the Fourth Master that's rather strange.
Su Peisheng seemed to have heard the sound of bells somewhere before, but he couldn't quite remember where he heard them.
Granny Qian was indeed more clever; this time she brought out several different silver bells, one of which was inlaid with patterns, and even one of which had sandalwood incense.
The Fourth Prince ignored the one with the floral scent, casually picked one from the few silver bells, and then stood up and walked to the wet nurse who was holding the Second Prince.
Fourth Master couldn't hum the nursery rhyme that Li Chenjiao sang to coax Second Princess, so he could only shake the silver bell according to the tune in his memory.
The sound of the silver bells was supposed to be somewhat noisy, but against the backdrop of the Second Prince's cries, the rhythmic sound of the silver bells became crisp and melodious.
The Second Prince's sobs gradually subsided. He stared at the silver bell that the Fourth Prince was gently shaking in his hand, and his originally misty eyes suddenly froze.
Tears still clung to his eyes, but his sobbing had ceased.
Oh, Second Prince, you've stopped crying?
Soon, the room was filled only with the crisp, rhythmic sound of bells ringing.
Standing behind, Su Peisheng found the sound increasingly familiar. He watched as the Fourth Master handed the silver bell to the maid, who then imitated his mannerisms by shaking it—
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