Chapter 113 Chapter 113 "Just call yourself 'Dong Dong'..."
However, after thinking about it, Li Shuyao still couldn't think of what she could give as a gift.
Prescriptions, herbs, doctors, Buddhist scriptures...
She hadn't prepared anything at all.
And I thought everyone was like me, avoiding the two distinguished guests living in the Cining Palace...
Li Shuyao sighed again and watched the time pass by little by little. She felt extremely anxious.
Just at this moment, Nanny Yan appeared and saved her.
"My Lady."
Nanny Yan came in holding an exquisite mahogany box.
"Mammy," Li Shuyao looked at her with sweat on her forehead and red eyes, her voice sounding very aggrieved, "I can't find anything to give..."
Before she finished speaking, Nanny Yan placed the mahogany box on the table, opened the lid, and said to Li Shuyao, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Just have someone send this to the Cining Palace."
"What's in here?"
Although she felt aggrieved, it did not stop Li Shuyao from expressing her curiosity.
She hurried over and looked into the box. "Rattle, doll...are these Yinzhen's toys?"
She felt a little embarrassed. Others gave gifts related to Prince Chun's illness. She was afraid that giving toys would not work, right?
Nanny Yan, perhaps seeing through her thoughts, shook her head slightly and spoke calmly, "Your Majesty, you don't know. It's hard to find another child as blessed as our little prince in the entire royal family."
The blessing she was talking about was the good fortune of never having been sick since she was born.
Many children have died in the palace over the years, and countless children in the royal family have died due to illness or some treacherous tricks.
Otherwise, the emperor would not have sent the eldest prince born to Concubine Hui to be raised outside the palace.
But their little brother was different. For two whole years, not only did he not get sick, he hadn't even coughed when the seasons changed.
Being healthy and free from disaster is the greatest blessing for her little prince.
In the past two years, some wives of royal family members have come to the imperial concubine without any dignity, saying that they have a daughter-in-law, or a concubine or princess is pregnant. In order to ensure the heir, they want to ask for an inner garment worn by their little prince, or used bedding, or a toy played with.
It seems that this way she can have the same blessing as her little prince.
——Then the Imperial Concubine rejected them all.
"The luck and blessings a person can have in his life are all limited. If they are divided among them, what will happen to us, Yinzhen?" These were the original words of the imperial concubine.
When the emperor heard the news, he thought it made sense. He immediately issued an oral order, asking the princes of the royal family to do good deeds and accumulate blessings, take good care of their own wives, and not to bring these matters to the palace again.
After Nanny Yan finished her explanation, Li Shuyao had a new concern: "If we didn't send it before, but suddenly send it now, will the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine be unhappy? Will the Empress Dowager have any thoughts?"
Nanny Yan shook her head. "Being asked for something and being offered something are two completely different things."
As she spoke, she called in a palace servant, handed him the mahogany box, and whispered a few words in his ear. The palace servant had a serious expression, nodded to Nanny Yan and Li Shuyao, and said, "I understand. I will go right away!"
After saying that, he bowed and turned to leave.
Li Shuyao asked Nanny Yan curiously, "What did you tell him?"
Nanny Yan said, "Prince Chun's wife has not been to the palace for a long time to take care of our young prince. I am worried that she doesn't know where our young prince's blessing lies, so I asked Xiao Fuzi to explain a few words."
This explanation certainly cannot be the same as saying, "Our brother is blessed, your brother is not so blessed, so I share some of the blessings with you"...
It cannot be a condescending act of giving alms or having a sympathetic attitude.
Otherwise, doesn't it sound more like a curse?
It was because Xiao Fuzi spoke nicely and was thoughtful that Nanny Yan came to him.
Li Shuyao was unaware of Nanny Yan's strictness, and had a thoughtful expression on her face.
Listen, even the palace maid who went to deliver the gifts carefully chose one named "Xiao Fuzi".
Li Shuyao was simply so impressed by Nanny Yan.
The panicked expression disappeared, and the clear and bright apricot blossom eyes were slowly stained with a few strands of water color. Furong's cheeks became rosy again, and the whole person seemed to be alive again.
She tugged at Nanny Yan's sleeve and said in a tender voice, "Nanny is really clever. Nanny is so amazing. With Nanny, I am like a tiger with wings, like a fish in water, like the sun at its peak, like..."
As she was praising the subject, she suddenly got stuck, her mind racing, wondering what other idioms were there?
Nanny Yan looked at her with a smile, fully enjoying her compliments, and even asked with interest, "How about what?"
Li Shuyao thought for a long time before she said in a resounding voice, "It's like entering an empty space!"
In short, it’s really amazing.
Humph, put your hands on your hips for a while, don't make her angry.
*
A side hall of the Cining Palace.
After sending off the people from various palaces who came to give gifts, Prince Chun took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears floating in the corners of his eyes. His expression was still sad, without a trace of relaxation.
She asked the nanny beside her in a trembling voice, "Weren't we avoiding it as much as possible, not even daring to stay for a moment to pay our respects? Why are there so many things delivered suddenly?"
Prince Chun's wife was obviously a pessimist, otherwise she would not have worried all day long about whether the fetus in her belly would inherit her father's physical weakness as soon as she became pregnant.
She held the handkerchief she had used to wipe her tears in her palm, twisting it tightly into many wrinkles.
She had a sad face and deep fatigue in her brows. "They are just means to win favor in the harem. I think only Concubine Hesheli is sincere..." As she spoke, her tone gradually weakened.
Suddenly, she remembered something and her eyes moved slightly. "Mammy, do you think the Hesheli family is a royal family with a deep foundation? So, will the prescription sent by Hesheli concubine really be effective?"
"That... I'm not sure either." The maid behind her was a little embarrassed. After saying this, she picked up the kettle and refilled the teacups on the table with hot water. "Master Fu-jin has been talking all afternoon and must be tired. Drink some water to moisten your throat."
Prince Chun's wife took two sips of tea in a daze.
It’s just that the recipe sent by Concubine Hesheli was taken away by the emperor, otherwise... she would definitely try it.
After drinking the water, Prince Chun's wife went to the bedroom to check on her son who was still sleeping.
She first reached out and felt the temperature of his neck, then stuffed the white little hand that had accidentally escaped from the quilt back into the quilt, and tucked the four corners of the quilt tightly so that not a trace of wind could get in.
Returning to the side room, she looked through the "gifts" sent by the concubines from various palaces. When she saw a box with the words "Eternal Spring Palace" on the outside, her expression paused slightly, "Eternal Spring Palace...was it sent by Concubine Ling?"
Mammy nodded and said yes.
Concubine Ling...
Prince Chun's wife also heard vaguely that Concubine Ling was very lucky. Not long after entering the palace, she was sent to the Palace of Heavenly Purity. Later, she was favored by the emperor. Not long after she was favored, she became pregnant. Not only was she promoted to concubine, but she was also promoted separately... The delivery was also very smooth. In less than two hours, she gave birth to the sixth prince. No, it would be the fifth prince soon.
Remembering what other royal family wives often said in private, "The Fifth Prince is extremely blessed," Prince Chun's wife slowly opened the wooden box.
The nanny beside her was very considerate and stepped forward to explain, "...She is healthy and free from all calamities. Other concubines want her but cannot get her... Lingpin was only recently appointed a concubine. Her mother's family is thousands of miles away in Jiangnan, and she has no connections in the capital. Perhaps the blessing from the Fifth Prince is the best she can think of, and it is the best intention... By the way, Xiao Fuzi also said..."
These words gradually moved the wife of Prince Chun.
After a moment's thought, she softly said, "Have the imperial physician examine the toys in this box. If there's nothing wrong, send them to An'er."
An'er was the nickname she gave to her son, meaning he would grow up safely.
"Yes." The nanny responded and went out with the box in her hands.
On the other side, the main hall of the Cining Palace.
The air was thick with incense and the place was unusually quiet. Only a hoarse female voice could be heard, accompanied by the slight crisp sound of Buddhist beads colliding when twisted, making the atmosphere inexplicably solemn.
After Su Malagu finished reporting on the situation in each palace, she sighed, "It's a rare thought."
The Empress Dowager's eyelids were slightly closed, and she didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he slowly said, "Well, let her be."
Su Malagu lowered her head and replied "yes", then she slowly walked out of the main hall.
*
The next day.
In the side hall of Cining Palace, a small figure slowly opened his eyes from the bed.
So heavy...
The quilt was too heavy, and it made his chest thump.
The little guy struggled to free a hand, rubbed his eyes, then struggled to kick the quilt off his body a little bit, took two breaths, and then puffed up his cheeks.
It’s too heavy. Really heavy.
It was also so hot that he couldn't find the wind.
Thinking of this, his eyes turned red slightly, and he called out in a thin and hoarse voice, "Eliang?"
The sound of "cold forehead" did not penetrate the thick two layers of quilts and three layers of curtains, and the palace servants waiting in front of the palace heard it at all.
There was no other way, the little guy could only clench his two little fists and "punch and kick" the quilt on his body for a while, and the quilt "reluctantly" bulged out a little bit, and the slightly cool air penetrated in, brushing away the heat from the little guy's body.
The little guy turned over with great effort and crawled to the side. His fingers touched something and made a "dong" sound.
He looked down and saw a red, round object with a stick and two small balls.
The little guy had never seen or played with a rattle before, and was so scared that he didn't dare to move for a moment.
After a long while, she said in a daze, "What are you tying?"
The rattle is silent. After all, the rattle is just a rattle and it really can't speak.
The little guy asked again: "Can you hit it again?"
Rattle: “…”
The little guy then confirmed that this round thing could not speak, was not alive, but dead.
He stuck out his butt, crawled over again, stretched out a hesitant little finger, touched a small ball of the rattle, which was smooth, and then touched the drum surface of the rattle, which was rustling.
He thought for a moment and said, "Just call yourself 'Dong Dong'."
Just after the name was chosen, someone suddenly heard a voice outside, "Fuling, is the little prince awake? The concubine sent someone over..."
It's my forehead that's coming.
The little fellow was startled and quickly pushed the rattle under the pillow. Then he lay back down, burying his little hands and feet, along with half of his chubby face, in the quilt. He only blinked his big black eyes as he looked at the opened curtain and the person standing behind it. "Madame Liu, I'm good."
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