The grandma who delivered the baby took the baby and covered the swaddling clothes again with great swiftness. When she saw the concubine Chen looking at her and signaling with her eyes, she carried the little princess to Chen concubine and knelt down so that she could look after the child.
Ji Ling lowered her head to take a closer look at her daughter.
The little princess weighed 6.26 when she landed on the ground, which is considered the standard weight for babies - she will not be too weak to have insufficient resistance, nor will her mother suffer a torture because she is too big.
Her eyebrows and her father Yinzhen's look are almost carved out of the same mold. Although she is still just a crying baby, she can already see the cold and smooth lines.
Starting from the nose, a dividing line seems to be drawn.
From here on out, she looks like Ji Ling - the tip of her delicate nose, her small mouth, and her small chin.
As soon as Ji Ling stretched out her hand, the grandma who delivered the baby immediately handed the child into her arms.
Every mother is the weakest after giving birth, but every mother's arms holding her child are the strongest.
Ji Ling hugged the little princess and put her face motionlessly on her daughter's face, feeling the warm warmth.
The little princess was crying with her eyes closed, and she also had tears in her eyes.
After a while, probably because she was enveloped by her mother's familiar scent, the little princess's cries gradually subsided.
Ji Ling held her against his chest. It is said that when the baby hears the mother's heartbeat, which is the same frequency as the heartbeat heard in the mother's belly, the baby will feel very safe.
Sure enough, the little princess moved her chest back and forth and stopped crying.
When Ji Ling thought about the excruciating pain just now, she felt her nose sore and her grievances came back again - it was so miserable, she really fought for her life.
The grandma who delivered the baby actually praised her for giving birth quickly! Just like that, she felt that the birth was as difficult as a century. It was really hard to imagine the pain of those pregnant women who had to give birth to their babies for three days and three nights.
The word mother is so great.
Yinzhen held her hand and half hugged her, feeling Lingling trembling slightly in his arms. He knew she was frightened, so he lowered his head and coaxed her in her ear.
Ji Ling said nothing, hugging her daughter and lying in Yinzhen's warm arms. He kept stroking her back, feeling like she had turned into a puddle of water, with no strength left in her body.
The grandma who delivered the baby withdrew. At this time, in the slave's room, she wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel and sighed: "Tonight, I finally had a near-miss and unloaded my baby."
Great! It’s really a blessing from the gods!”
Another grandma’s surname is Guo.
Grandma Guo came over, whispered and laughed beside her: "Imperial concubine Chen was born so fast, so fast that she doesn't even look like an empress!"
In her hometown, only peasant women who work in the fields can give birth to children so quickly! The more official and noble the family, the more difficult it is to give birth to a child.
When the grandma who delivered the baby heard what Grandma Guo said, her face immediately turned pale. She threw the towel into the basin and ignored the water splashing everywhere. She raised her hand to cover Grandma Guo's mouth and pushed her against the wall next to her.
He stared and said, "You don't want to live anymore!"
Grandma Guo shook her head, struggled to get away, and then smiled and said, "It's just a joke."
The grandma who delivered the baby stared at her fiercely and said fiercely: "You old man, who are you kidding me about? Even if you want to die, don't get involved with me!"
In my front hall of Chengqian Palace, Uranala heard the news and rushed over from Kunning Palace with his people.
Yinzhen was originally accompanying Ji Ling in Nuan Pavilion. When he heard Su Peisheng reporting outside, he came out to say a few words.
Ulanara went to bed early that day. When she heard the news, she got up and hurriedly changed her clothes and combed her hair before rushing over. Along the way, she couldn't help but thank God - she was afraid that the concubine would give birth to a prince.
Fortunately she is a princess!
But when she arrived at Chengqian Palace and saw the emperor coming out of the Nuan Pavilion, with a joy she had never seen before in the corners of his brows and eyes, Uranala Shiji was shocked.
It's true that there have been princesses in the house before, but I have never seen the fourth master so happy.
Let me put it more directly - when Niu Hulu gave birth to Hongli and Geng gave birth to Hongzhou, the joy on the fourth master's face was nothing more than this.
Look at the emperor's appearance.
Anyone who didn't know about it would have thought that the concubine Chen had given birth to a little brother based on the emperor's happy expression.
It’s like this when you give birth to a princess, but what if you give birth to a prince in the future?
"I rested early today. As soon as I heard the news, I hurried over. After all, I was a little late. Concubine, thank you for your hard work. Congratulations to the emperor!" Ulanara said with a smile, leaning down.
Yinzhen was in a good mood, and he felt very pleased with the sight of Uranala. He stepped forward and helped her up: "Queen, get up, there is no need to be polite."
Ulanara glanced at the door of Nuan Pavilion with concern, and asked softly: "Your Majesty, how is Chen's concubine doing now?"
Yinzhen nodded radiantly and said: "Chen concubine is fine, the queen does not need to worry." He paused and then said directly: "It is late at night and the wind is heavy. I am here. Queen, please go back."
Lingling needs to rest, so stop making noise.
This is a formal eviction order.
After all, Ulanara was unwilling to do so, so she went here at night - she didn't even see what the child looked like, but looking at the emperor's expression as if he was hiding a treasure, she gave up the idea.
Who cares what the child looks like? She just grows up to be a fairy in the sky, isn’t she just a girl?
Can’t count!
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In the Nuan Pavilion, Nanny Chen took Qixi Bixue and used a hot hand towel to wipe and clean Ji Ling's body over and over again.
The midwife went to wipe her sweat, drank some water, and came back. At this time, she was holding the little princess in her arms, walking around the room, and mumbling something.
Qixi dipped a silk handkerchief into the hot water in the bowl, and patted it on Ji Ling's lips little by little - the master's lips were all bitten, and blood scabs were solidified on them. He couldn't use force yet, so he had to use a little force.
, the blood scab will be overturned.
Bixue was beside her and warmed all the clean underwear that her master would put on later, twice before she dared to bring them over.
Yinzhen sat at the head of the bed a little further away, making way for his grandmothers and grandmothers to be busy. He said nothing and kept staring at Ji Ling, while his heart was rolling with several names for the princess.
Ji Ling slept in darkness, and when he woke up again, it was already noon the next day, and the sun shone through the bright window paper.
The moment she woke up, she touched her belly as a habit, but suddenly she felt that her belly was gone, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
She opened her eyes suddenly and remembered the terrible crime she suffered last night.
Bixue heard the commotion and came in immediately. When she saw that her master was awake, the first thing she said when she woke up was to ask where the princess was.
Bixue quickly went out to call the wet nurse.
The wet nurse hurriedly walked in with the little princess in her arms. Qixi was always beside her. The wet nurse knelt down and handed the little princess to Ji Ling first, and then kowtowed.