Jiangshan Ji

I don't know how long it took, I opened my heavy eyelids, and vaguely saw the palace man tidying up before the collapse, and a palace man was carefully wiping my sweat for me.

There was silence all around, and I didn't hear the loud cry of the baby. I woke up instantly and wanted to ask where the baby had gone, but my tongue seemed to be tied, and I couldn't say a complete sentence.

Qinghe came forward quickly, and shouted out in great surprise: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is awake!"

The room was full of voices, and the palace officials and imperial physicians rushed forward and kept asking me how I felt.

I didn't care to look at Yu Wenchang who was also rushing over, so I regained some strength and held Qinghe's hand tightly, and asked, "Where is Xiao Shizi? Why... didn't you hear him cry?"

The room suddenly returned to deathly silence.The few palace people who were close to me looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, they all lowered their heads tacitly, as if they were dumb and didn't say a word.

Qinghe also seems to be very hesitant.Frequently look at Yu Wenchang's face.

Yu Wenchang stepped forward, smiled at me gently, and said, "Huaijin, Zhao'er is doing well, don't worry."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Call this child Zhaoer.It proves that what I gave birth to is indeed a small son.

I took a sip of the Qi-tonifying and blood-replenishing medicine presented by the imperial physician, "Bring him here and show me, I haven't seen him since he was born!"

The imperial doctor's face suddenly turned pale.

Yu Wenchang whispered: "Zhao'er is asleep, when he wakes up, you can see him again, okay?"

I'm not a slow-minded person. Seeing his eyes dodging all the time, I knew something was wrong, and then I glanced at the kneeling imperial physician. They were all sweating profusely and looked very guilty.

I struggled to sit up, "You don't have to hide it from me, Zhaoer... Zhaoer is not good, right?"

If the child is fine, why would these people shirk in every possible way and not let my mother see the child who was born after nearly ten months of pregnancy for the first time?

The imperial doctor walked a few steps on his knees, grabbed the ground with his head, and persuaded him: "Your Majesty has just gone through the pain of childbirth, and now she is losing both energy and blood, so don't get up!"

Hearing the imperial physician's words, Yu Wenchang exerted strength in his hands, pushed me down, turned around and said to the palace man who was prostrate on the ground: "Go and bring the little prince here, and show it to the princess."

The palace man hurriedly staggered out, and after a while, brought in a little doll carved in powder and jade.

I finally saw this child who had been in my womb for a year. He was wrapped in a thick swaddle with a bright yellow embroidered dragon pattern, and he wore a gold-threaded tiger-head hat on his head. He had a rosy face and a snow-white complexion. , there is a bit of Yu Wenchang's shadow between his eyebrows.

Isn't my child all right?

What's wrong with these people, just now they did everything possible to stop me, but they just didn't want to bring the child to me for a look.

Qinghe bent over.Ask in a low voice: "Madam, do you think Xiao Shizi is doing well, are you relieved now? It's better to lie down and have a good rest, and this slave girl will go to the nanny to nurse Xiao Shizi, otherwise, Xiao Shizi should be hungry."

It's all because I'm a bad mother, I'm weak, I don't have milk, otherwise my child should be nursed by myself.

Fortunately, this is also a well-behaved child, even though there is no one to breastfeed him for a while, he doesn't cry or fuss, which saves the palace people a lot of worry, and he will be a good master to serve in the future.

wrong!

No matter how well-behaved a newborn baby is, it will never be as motionless as Zhao'er in my arms.It was so quiet that it seemed like it hadn't breathed.

I became cruel and pinched the child's smooth buttocks. The little baby in the swaddle was still lying quietly, stingy to give my mother the slightest reaction.

Cry!

Why won't my child cry!

Seeing me ruthlessly pinching the child several times, Yu Wenchang couldn't bear it, grabbed the baby in my arms, handed it to Qinghe, looked sideways at me, and said, "Huaijin, Zhao'er... is asleep Don't pinch him so hard, he will be in pain when he wakes up."

It will naturally hurt when you wake up, but what if you can't wake up forever?

I seemed to be crazy, my eyes were scarlet, my hair was disheveled and I rushed out of bed.He threw himself in front of the kneeling imperial physician, grabbed the imperial physician by the collar, and asked angrily, "What did you do to my child? He is still fine in my stomach. Why is he born without crying or moving?" Already!"

The palace people have never seen me like this, seeing them trembling, but none of them dared to come forward.I probably also know what I look like at the moment, I am afraid that I am no different from a lunatic.

After all, I had just given birth, and after only sternly drinking a few words, I became weak all over, unable to exert any strength, trembling and about to fall down.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yu Wenchang strode forward and picked me up from the cold ground, and I buried my whole body in his warm and generous chest, weeping, and asked dumbly: "Ayong, our Zhaoer is gone, isn't it? "

"Don't think nonsense", Yu Wenchang put me down gently, tucked the quilt tightly, and replied: "It's just that your health has always been bad, and this will be another preterm birth, so the child's physique is unsatisfactory. He is still in a coma for a while, and has not woken up. However, several imperial physicians have diagnosed that the child is breathing evenly. When the weather is warmer, he will gradually come alive. At that time, you hold him, and the three of us will go out to fly a kite , how are you?"

After being tormented by me, the almost disheveled and disheveled imperial doctor also nodded frequently and explained to me: "Princess Jin can rest assured that the little son is fine, but the baby born before full term is weak and lacks nutrition. , Now it's winter again, the weather is cold, so I'm not used to it, and I haven't woken up for a while. After a few months of careful care, it will naturally be as healthy as those full-term children."

Is this true?

Or was it the perfunctory rhetoric that Yu Wenchang colluded with the imperial physician in advance to reassure me?

However, whether it is true or false, at this moment I am more willing to think about the good: My child is the reincarnation of a god, how could he be so weak?He will live a long and rich life.

Such self-deception, I finally felt at ease, closed my eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

The surroundings fell silent in an instant, the palace people retreated silently, and there was only a faint scent of tranquilizing incense in the air, which made people drowsy even more.

Three months later, when I saw Zhao'er laughing happily in the yellow pear wood pattern cradle, I finally knew that what the imperial physician said that day was true.

As the weather gradually warmed up, Empress Chen specially sent the most experienced nanny in Daxing Palace to take care of her. My Zhao'er is indeed getting stronger day by day.

Yu Wenjian also loves this grandson very much. After the imperial court, Zhao'er will often be sent away by people, and he will hold him in his arms and coax him from ear to ear. .

Once when Yu Wenjian said this, it happened that Yu Wenxuan entered the palace to meet him, and his expression changed on the spot. His face was ashen and silent, and he stepped aside silently, looking at the caregiver in Yu Wenjian's hand with a bit of resentment. The little baby who is ready.

When Yu Wenchang came back and told me about this matter, I was worried about the big wedding in Guangping tomorrow, and I didn't have the heart to listen to him right now, I just responded with a few casual words, and didn't take it to heart.

Yu Wenchang saw that I frowned and said nothing, smiled, and asked: "What's the matter, Zhao'er is now deeply loved by the emperor and the empress, are you unhappy as a mother?"

I smiled wryly: "Father is so determined that Zhao'er is the reincarnation of a god, of course he likes it very much. As for the queen mother, it's because she likes you, the Second Highness, that she loves Zhao'er so much."

It turns out that the emperor's thoughts and preferences are so easily influenced. It is extremely ironic that he can pamper a speechless little baby just because of an unfounded dream.

As everyone knows, how many people can fight for a little attention from the emperor, and they can fight for blood, causing countless deaths and injuries.

After hearing this, Yu Wenchang's face was gloomy, and he was speechless for a while, as if he was thinking.

How can I not know what he is thinking at this moment?

It is certainly a good thing for Zhaoer to be favored by Yu Wenjian, but if he becomes a thorn in the side of others because of this excessive favor, then the loss outweighs the gain.

After thinking for a while, I sat down, took a sip of tea, and asked casually: "Will all the women in the harem be there for the big wedding in Guangping tomorrow?"

Yu Wenchang glanced at me, slightly surprised, he probably didn't expect why I suddenly cared about the people attending the big wedding, sat down beside me sideways, and replied: "It's natural, but why do you suddenly care about this?"

Hey, I sneered quietly in my heart.

It has nothing to do with me whether the female relatives go to watch the ceremony, what I care about - is only that Mrs. Luyao!

I can see the true face of Mrs. Luyao tomorrow, I really can't wait.