The smell of women, mothers, and pregnant women is rich and alluring. For such a long time, it has almost become his sleeping pill. Every night, he has to fall asleep smelling this smell.
Even in the dead of night, many days when she was tired and asleep, he would quietly go up to hug her, hold her in his arms, like a conjoined person, truly cherishing her, and at the same time, he felt that he was also so cherished and close to her.
, there is no barrier between them.
However, all this was suddenly lost.
Even the warmth of holding hands is no longer there!
As he lay on the bed, he could really feel the pain of a man, both physical and emotional, which was the biggest and most terrible torture, and he could not rest for a moment.
He put on his clothes and got up and went out quietly.
At midnight, crows and birds are in the sky.
There was silence in Cining Palace.
Even the child slept so deeply and soundly.
Separated by a wall, he could even hear the breathing inside - it was hers, clear and light.
He sat down, and the dew soaked his heavy clothes, but he didn't even notice.
In confusion, the baby made two whining noises, not knowing whether he had peed or was hungry.
He heard the familiar voice: "Hong'er doesn't cry, Hong'er doesn't cry... Be good, eat something, Hong'er eats something..."
Then, the wet nurse's voice came: "Queen Mother, please go and rest, the slave is nursing the little prince..."
The baby was holding a strange woman's nipple in its mouth. I don't know if it was because it was not used to the unfamiliar taste, but it was still crying.
"Hong'er, be good... don't cry. Tomorrow, the Queen Mother will take you to play... be good..."
"Ah, Hong'er, look, look, how cute this Persian cat is... your father gave it to you..."
Two balls of fluffy flesh were dangling in front of the baby. He looked at the green eyes of the Persian cat in amazement and felt pleasure for the first time. Unknowingly, he sucked the stranger's milk.