Lin Jingmo looked at the jewelry that Qi Xuanyi had just given her in the morning, and she suddenly understood. Maybe it was for this reason. She had never been treated fairly if she was not loved by others, so she would rather let her father be deceived.
Take away other people’s children.
Lin Jingmo continued to walk inside and saw Mrs. Qing lazily leaning on the chaise longue with her eyes closed. She was only wearing a thin coat and the window was wide open. Although the winter in Chenzhou was not too cold, there was still a cool breeze from time to time.
Blow in.
Mother Liu quickly walked to the window, closed the window, took a blanket and covered Mrs. Qing, and said: "Madam has just given birth and cannot see the wind. If this leaves any problems, how will the future be good?"
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Mrs. Qing slowly opened her eyes and immediately said when she saw Lin Jingmo: "You? Come here!"
After hearing this, Lin Jingmo slowly walked to her side.
Liu's mother said: "Her surname is Lin, and Madam calls her Mo'er."
"Mo'er?" Mrs. Qing waved and motioned for Lin Jingmo to sit next to her.
Lin Jingmo did not expect that in her eyes, Mrs. Qing was a very particular person who would beat others just because of trivial matters. Why would she suddenly ask her to sit next to her?
Lin Jingmo hid defensively on the side of the imperial concubine's chair and said to Madam Qing: "It's fine if the villain is here. If Madam can't hear the villain clearly, you can speak louder..."
"Ha..." Mrs. Qing laughed and said: "You are quite clever! Mo'er, let me ask you, yesterday you said you could teach me how to make the prince remember me and not hinder the prince's important affairs. You
Let me tell you, what can be done?"
Lin Jingmo thought for a while and said: "Chen Minran's garden is full of flowers and plants. Madam Qing should try not to get close if she doesn't want to feel uncomfortable. But... although you can't go there, you can send some things there! I can do it on Madam's behalf.
If you send something in, you will never let your wife give it away for free."
Mrs. Qing rubbed her head and said: "But... there is everything in the palace, and my child is the heir, and he lacks nothing. What can I give him?"
Looking at Mrs. Qing's confused look, Lin Jingmo continued: "Actually... there are many valuable things in this world, but the bond between family members is truly unique. Maybe it's just a jacket or a pair of socks, as long as
It was made by my mother herself. Even if he is very young now, when he grows up and thinks about it, he will always think of my wife."
Lin Jingmo actually understands that no matter what Mrs. Qing does, a child who grows up with someone else and receives the upbringing of someone else will never be able to give up completely. It is useless to sew clothes for a child who is less than a hundred days old.<
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It's just that she saw that Mrs. Qing was always overly worried, which was not a good thing, so she wanted to make Mrs. Qing busy so that she wouldn't always have random thoughts.
"You're right!" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qing immediately stood up and said, "Since my son was born, I have always thought about the pain of being separated from him, and I haven't even made a single piece of clothing for him yet! I will do it now."
Lin Jingmo went on to say: "Not only that, I heard that when the princess took the young prince away, she selected all the nannies to serve. I think... maybe madam can send me there. On the one hand, I can
Helping the madam take care of the young prince, on the other hand, if someone had told him since he was a child that his mother was someone else, maybe he wouldn't have been kept in the dark."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qing helped Lin Jingmo, who was squatting on the ground, up and said, "Are you really willing to go to the princess's place for me? The princess knows that you are mine, so she will never give you good things to eat." p>
Lin Jingmo nodded and said: "I'm not a monkey, why do I eat so many fruits? Don't worry! I will definitely take good care of the young prince!"
Madam Qing was just about to say something when she suddenly said: "But you have to ask the prince about this matter. When the prince comes at night, I will tell him and I will send you there! Don't worry, as long as you treat the young prince well,
If your son still recognizes me as his mother when he grows up in the future, I will definitely not treat you badly!"
Lin Jingmo nodded with some disappointment: He also asked Qi Xuanyi, if he didn't agree, wouldn't he still be unable to see Chen Minran?
Suddenly Mrs. Qing took her hand and asked her to sit at the table. She took the sewing box from Mother Liu's hand, then took out a pattern book from it and said, "Let's see what kind of patterns we can make first."
!But my prowess is not that good. I used to do menial work, and I don’t know how to make children’s clothes.”
Hearing this, Lin Jingmo took the needle and thread from Mrs. Qing's hand and said: "Find some comfortable and soft fabrics, and I will make them for you!"
"You know how to do this?" Mrs. Qing said happily: "Yes, you came from a cloth shop, the people in the shop must have taught you!"
Lin Jingmo shook his head and replied: "No, it was a mother who taught me. At that time, I wanted to give some small clothes to my sister's unborn child. My mother taught me stitch by stitch."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qing said: "Then...where is that mother? Please ask her to come to the palace to do knitting for me!"
Lin Jingmo's face dropped, and after a moment he said: "She is dead..."
"Dead?" Mrs. Qing saw that Lin Jingmo's face was a little ugly, so she hurriedly said: "Fortunately, she taught you how to make a lot of clothes for your sister's child, right? As long as the child is happy in the clothes, I think this mother's
The spirits in heaven will also be happy."
Lin Jingmo looked at Mrs. Qing when he heard this. Although he knew she was unintentional, Lin Jingmo couldn't return her a smile. She looked helplessly out the window and said: "My sister's child has not been born yet, so she followed her."
My sister went together..."
"Goed?" Mrs. Qing blinked and asked, "Where did you go?"
Lin Jingmo said lightly: "Dead..."
Mrs. Qing was shocked and quickly closed her mouth. Seeing Lin Jingmo pretending to be nonchalant but pricking his fingers repeatedly, she snatched the needle and thread from Lin Jingmo's hand and said, "No more sewing today!" Lin Jingmo did not raise his head and said silently: "Okay." The tears in his eyes kept spinning.
Mrs. Qing stood up and said with a smile: "I know that few people in this palace think highly of me. I come from a humble background, have never read a book, and can't even read a few Chinese characters. Before, I only knew how to do manual labor. Even
Knitted women’s red is also very poor.”
Lin Jingmo raised his head and looked at her. The warm sun in the winter shone on her body, as if covering her with a layer of light, so bright that it made you feel a little lost.
But Mrs. Qing continued: "It's just that they didn't know. I lost my parents when I was a child, and my brothers and sisters also starved to death. I am the only one left. I thought that since I survived,