It hurts so much, it feels almost as bad as childbirth.
Moreover, Green Bamboo just said that this was the first time, and they would have to rehearse twice more. Mingxiu felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.
I've made up my mind to have this one child; I'll never have another one—it's just too painful.
Looking at the little one sleeping soundly beside her, Mingxiu felt that the pain she had just endured was still bearable.
Two days passed quickly, and soon it was time to celebrate the baby princess's third-day bath. Mingxiu was still in her postpartum confinement period, so naturally she couldn't go.
Green Bamboo then took the little princess outside for her third-day bath.
The baby's third-day celebration was held in the Qianqing Palace, which was Emperor Kangxi's idea. Mingxiu was a little surprised when she found out, but then she thought that it was probably compensation for what happened during the birth of the little princess.
So they didn't stop Green Bamboo from taking the little princess there.
Emperor Kangxi and Consort Tong had already arrived. Emperor Kangxi, dressed in a bright yellow auspicious robe, stood at the top, smiling broadly as he looked on.
Beside him, Yinreng, also dressed in a bright yellow crown prince's robes, looked expectantly at the little figure in Green Bamboo's arms.
This is his younger sister, born to Consort Ming. She will be his sister from now on, and Yinreng likes her very much.
Consort Hui, standing nearby, also looked on with delight. She only had one mischievous prince, so it was no wonder she felt a fondness for the princess.
After chatting for a while, everyone expressed their love for the little princess, although some of this love was genuine and some was not.
But little children don't understand these things.
The auspicious time arrived quickly. The midwife first placed various offerings on the altar, then burned incense to worship the midwife who induced labor, the Goddess of Fertility, and other deities. Finally, she set up a statue of Guanyin to prepare for worship.
After the ritual of offering sacrifices, the nun placed a basin of soup containing Chinese herbs such as mugwort on the table and gently picked up the little princess and placed her in the basin.
The moment the little princess touched the water, she burst into tears, a sound that Mingxiu was completely unaware of.
Those present, hearing the little princess's loud voice, knew immediately that she was a healthy girl and would surely grow up healthy.
This was enough for Emperor Kangxi, who had been losing children in his early years.
Then everyone added to the basin. Kangxi went up first and put a pair of longevity locks inside. Next was Consort Tong, followed by the concubines from various palaces, and the imperial family members who came were no exception. They all added to the basin. Even Mingxiu's maternal brother, Hesheli Jiahui, came.
Hesheli Jiahui looked at the child in the middle of the field with excitement. He was now an uncle; this was his niece.
When it was his turn, Heshelijiahui quickly added something to the basin.
Under normal circumstances, men from outside the palace were forbidden from entering, but Mingxiu's situation was special, so Kangxi specially allowed him to come, but he had to leave soon.
The midwife would say auspicious words every time she saw something being put in the tub, and by the time the tub was finished, her voice was hoarse.
But she was happy even though she was mute, because in the end all these things would be hers.
After another busy hour of bathing, the little princess was finally taken back to Mingxiu's side by Green Bamboo.
Mingxiu watched as the little princess's face, which had just turned a little red, turned bright red again.
It was obvious that she had just cried and it was heartbreaking. I held her in my arms and comforted her for a while before taking her to the wet nurse to nurse.
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