A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor - Chapter 328

“Don’t go.” Qingfeng coaxes the child and stops her at the same time. “He only drank milk before he went to bed. Now it’s less than an hour. He shouldn’t be hungry. The Empress Dowager is here tonight. Shen Yao has taken care of him all night. He must be tired, too. ”

Tuckahoe nodded, put the candlestick on the low stool in front of the window, lit two more candles, and the inner room became bright. Seeing that she was dressed neatly, Qingfeng did not rush to come here after being woken up by the child. He said, “Why are you on duty tonight?” The rule of Qingfeng hall is to let the little eunuch watch the night, and call them if there is something.

In winter, it was cold at night. Qingfeng wrapped the child tightly, but she only wore a single garment. Tuckahoe picked up the cloak beside the bed and put it on her, and then she said, “I’m sure you’re tired with Ruyi these days. You just came back. It’s better for the maid to be on duty at night.”

When the Cape falls, it’s warm. It’s warm all the time. Qingfeng gently holds tuckahoe’s hand and sighs, “thank you for tuckahoe.”

Tuckahoe blushed and said, “don’t say that, master…” In fact, she is on duty tonight, not entirely for the Lord’s sake, but also for her own selfish heart

Qingfeng looked down at her head, and her face was slightly red. She thought she was embarrassed, so she didn’t go on talking any more. Poria cocos was good to her. She kept it in her mind.

The child is still crying. Qingfeng frowns, puts him on the bed, and says to Poria, who is still guilty behind him: “he may have wet urine. Go and get a soft cloth.”

“Yes.”

Tuckahoe brought soft cloth, green maple has untied the swaddling, and it is indeed wet urine. Help him to take down the wet diaper, and he will not cry at once. Tuckahoe said with a smile, “it’s really wet. You are more powerful than those mammies now, master.”

“Don’t praise me, either. I’ve been studying with Shen Yao for several days.” At the beginning, she was also in a hurry, and the child immediately panicked when he cried.

Tuckahoe hands the soft cloth to Qingfeng. She skillfully changes the diaper, wraps the swaddle, gently holds him in her arms, and gently coaxes him to sleep. The faint smile and soft voice on her face were so gentle that she could wring out the water. Tuckahoe recalled her appearance when she first saw her. She couldn’t help laughing.

Qingfeng tidies up the child, looks up and sees tuckahoe and smiles at her. Qingfeng is inexplicable and asks, “what’s laughing?”

“Nothing. I heard before that women will be different when they are mothers. It is true.” It’s only ten days ago. She’s just like a kind mother now. There’s no sharp and arrogant shadow before.

Qingfeng gave her a white look and didn’t want to talk to her. She whispered, “the little prince is born and will send red eggs to all the palaces in a few days. Go to see Zhen Zhen Zhen’s mother and son in person. Borrow the name.” After having her own child, she is more and more able to understand Zhen Zhen Zhen. It’s just her current status, and it’s really inconvenient to see her personally. His eyes swept over the round table outside the screen, which was full of precious supplements sent by the Empress Dowager. Qingfeng said: “I can’t eat all the supplements sent by the Empress Dowager and the emperor. You can choose some good and convenient ones to send to her.”

Tuckahoe smiled and nodded: “yes.”

Put the child back on the bed. Qingfeng lies beside him, patting him gently, and whispers to tuckahoe, who is in front of the bed, “he’s asleep. Go to have a rest, too.”

Tuckahoe blows out a few candles just lit and takes the candlestick out of the flower hall.

It was not until the candles were out that Mingze regained his gaze on the flower window. This is the love between mother and son. Although it is only a shadow, he can feel her pity for the child. Qingfeng… She used to be her elder sister, but now she is the child. It should be happy to be loved and needed by her. Inadvertently bowed his head, Mingze found that he still had tuckahoe in his hand and put it into his food box. His handsome eyebrows were frowning again.

Tuckahoe sat outside the flower hall for a while, until both of them fell asleep, and then quietly left the house.

In the quiet yard, there was no Mingze figure for a long time. Only the food box was placed on the stone table beside the tree. The heavy door of the hall is open, so he has been guarding outside. Tuckahoe smiled bitterly. What he wanted to give him was to drive him out. Walking to the stone table, tuckahoe gently opens the food box, and there is no less cake in it. Didn’t she have expected it? Why is it still hard to hide disappointment.

This man is easy to get along with.

Tuckahoe sent the happy egg to the Empress Dowager’s and Empress’s palace in the early morning. Other concubines heard that it was the close female officer of the concubine Qing who personally delivered the happy egg. She dared to sit in the palace and wait for her to deliver it. She sent someone to pick it up early. Before noon, the red egg in tuckahoe’s basket was almost delivered.

Poria came to the cold palace door, because no one came here all the year round. The door that had never been bolted is tightly closed. The thick door blocks all the vision. Poria tapped the door gently, but did not respond. He clapped hard for a few times, then heard the footsteps coming, and the door opened a crack gently.

“Tuckahoe?” Dance son sees is her, open the door hurriedly, pull her to come in at the same time, at the same time urgent way: “come in to talk.”

Poria cocos entered the courtyard with dancing. Compared with the last time when she came to the courtyard, there was no change. Only a thin light blue thick cloth curtain was hung in front of the door and window, so that the sunlight could shine into the house, but the inside situation could not be seen outside.

In order to protect this unknown little prince, Princess Hui took great pains. Dance son opens the curtain, tuckahoe enters the room, the huge room is empty, on the simple wooden bed, is padded with a thin quilt, a thick quilt is folded in the bottom of the bed, that should be for children to sleep.

Zhen Zhen Zhen, dressed in plain clothes, sat on the edge of the bed with her child in his arms. When he saw her coming in, he was stunned first, then nodded and smiled at her. After more than a month’s absence, she lost weight and had more smiles on her face.

Tuckahoe went up and asked, “tuckahoe has seen the empress Hui.”

Zhen Zhen smiled: “sit down, I am not a lady of wisdom for a long time. Please tell me to Zhen Zhen. What happened when you came here in person? ”

Zhen Zhen Zhen seems to be a little nervous. Tuckahoe quickly explains, “it’s OK. The maid is here to send the happy egg today. Even if it’s seen, it’s OK.” Finish saying, tuckahoe takes out the red egg from the bamboo basket and puts it on the wooden table in front of the bed.

“Happy egg? Green maple has given birth to her? ” It’s not the right day, isn’t it Premature delivery? “How is she and the child?”

“There are some accidents, but it’s good that mother and son are safe. You don’t have to worry.”

Accident? Zhen Zhen Zhen shakes his head gently, sighs at the bottom of his heart, but does not ask. Look at the five eggs on the table, men’s singles and women’s doubles. Qingfeng has a son.

“By the way, the master asked the maid to send them to you to mend your body. It’s convenient to eat, just soak it in water and take it. ” Say, tuckahoe the cloth that cushions in egg bottom lifts, the complement inside hands to dance son.

“Thank her for me.” At random, Zhen Zhen Zhen sees many precious herbs that can replenish blood and Qi. She is grateful to Qingfeng. Besides thanks, she doesn’t know what else to say.

“Can I have a look at the little prince?” This is what the master told me when I came out this morning.

“Of course.” When it comes to children, Zhen Zhen Zhen has a bigger smile on his face, holding the child higher so that tuckahoe can see the truth.

Although the child was born a month earlier, maybe Princess Hui fed him alone. She didn’t eat very well. She was as thin and small as her premature baby. Tuckahoe hesitated for a moment, or asked, “has it got a name?” After the full moon, the princes are named by the emperor. This child

Zhen Zhen Zhen’s eyes crossed a trace of melancholy. Fortunately, it soon dissipated. He smiled back and said, “I haven’t got a formal name yet. My small name is han’er.”

“Han’er.”

Perhaps hearing his name, or feeling someone has been looking at him, the little guy who has been curled up in Zhen Zhen’s arms has stretched his neck, his small eyes are wide open, staring at tuckahoe straight, being looked at directly by such a pair of pure black pupils, tuckahoe feels that his heart is soft, and laughs: “it’s lovely.”

When it was time to have lunch, tuckahoe got up and picked up the empty basket and said, “it’s not too early, and the maidservant left first.” Tuckahoe went to the door, suddenly heard Zhen Zhen Zhen behind him whisper: “tuckahoe and so on.”

Tuckahoe looked back and saw Zhen Zhen Zhen giving the child to wu’er, squatting beside the bed, gently lifting the thin quilt, looking for something under the pillow, and soon found an object in his hand.

Zhen Zhen Zhen goes to tuckahoe and hands over the things in her hand for a while I gave it to the children. ”

Tuckahoe looked down and saw that it was a bag about the size of one and a half palms. The cloth quality of the purse is not good, but the embroidery skill is first-class. The red Unicorn seems to jump out of the indigo cloth, and the white teeth are counted one by one. Tuckahoe took the purse and said, “you can rest assured that the maid will give it to the master.”

The purse is really not a precious gift. Tuckahoe is so solemn. Zhen Zhen Zhen’s face is shy. “Well, go back quickly.”

Tuckahoe saluted, and the dancer took her to the door.

Walking in the quiet Palace Road in front of the cold palace, tuckahoe’s pace slowed down a lot compared with the time when she left. Looking at the purse lying quietly in the basket, I can’t help but feel in my heart that if Princess Hui hasn’t been sent to the cold palace, or the master didn’t come to the cold palace that night, maybe they will become enemies. Instead, now, they can get along peacefully, and people can get along with each other Sometimes it’s really subtle. When it comes to getting along, tuckahoe unconsciously remembers the cold man

She can clearly feel that he is not a cold-hearted person in fact, but why does he always have a cold face and make people confused? What is he thinking? Tuckahoe was so distracted that she didn’t find anyone coming face to face with her, not to mention the big scissors that gardeners used to build branches and leaves beside the palace road.

Mingjian is checking Lingshui League these days. Finally, he has some ideas. Now he is reporting back to the emperor before lunch. He would not have noticed some palace maids in the Palace Road, but the woman coming across was a little strange. She was carrying a big basket in her hand. It should not be heavy when she was carrying it alone. But she walked very slowly. She would have to walk for half an hour in such a short Palace Road.