This time, he planned to accompany Yinzhen to the Old Summer Palace - Ji Ling was much more relaxed because of his experience last year.
Calm down, calm down, things are still indispensable - although there are everything in the Old Summer Palace, but there is nothing, if the concubine Chen gives the order, can the Ministry of Internal Affairs rush to deliver it immediately?
But now that she is a mother, she has even more things to consider: as long as her daughter can be comfortable along the way, she doesn't mind bringing any amount of luggage, supplies, and miscellaneous things.
So at the end of the packing, the luggage prepared for the third princess was three times that of Ji Ling's own.
Ji Ling: Sure enough, after a woman becomes a mother, it is easy for her to neglect herself...
Of course the third princess didn't understand what "staying" meant, nor did she understand what the servants in the room were hurriedly walking around and busy with.
She just sleeps after eating every day, plays after sleeping, and eats after playing!
This cycle went on and on, and in the end, Qilin's biological clock was almost in line with hers.
When it saw its little master sleeping, it squinted its eyes and lay down.
As soon as the third princess woke up, there was a noise when she turned over. Qilin rushed faster than anyone else, rushed to the crib and played with the third princess.
If there wasn't a crib fence separating them, Qilin and the third princess must have slept together.
Ji Ling sometimes looks at her daughter and envy her: a little kid who doesn't have to worry about anything - a winner in life with a golden key in her mouth, a happy childhood.
The day before going to the Old Summer Palace again, Ji Ling had just woken up from a nap, with her hair still messed up and her eyes bleary, when she saw Yinzhen already standing in front of the third princess's crib, bending down and making gentle noises, teasing her daughter.
She smiled and rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and said: "There are several servants in the room, but they don't even let the emperor know when he's here."
Yinzhen turned his head behind his hands and said with a smile: "I don't allow them to make any noise and disturb your nap."
The afternoon sun was so bright that it hit his face through the window panes, giving his head and face a golden halo.
Ji Ling looked at it, feeling disappointed for a moment, and suddenly felt a warmth on her feet. While she was talking, Qixi was already kneeling on the ground, waiting for her to put on her shoes.
Ji Ling stood up, and Bixue took the robe and put it on her.
She walked to Yinzhen and leaned down to say hello. Before she could finish her sentence, Yinzhen helped her up and took her hand to the crib.
Ji Ling also smiled and looked sideways at the third princess.
The third princess was very interested in the dragon robe that Emperor Ama wore today - the emperor's dragon robe belongs to the category of auspicious clothes, which is slightly inferior to court clothes, gongfu and other formal clothes, and is usually worn more often.
Because there were foreign vassals coming to see him when he went to court today, Yinzhen was dressed in bright yellow with Dragon Gun embroidered on it, and he also had an auspicious belt and court beads.
As soon as he bent down to look at his daughter, the third princess stared at his beads intently.
When the beads hit the crib rails, they made a tinkling sound - when babies are three months old, they are most interested in external auditory stimulation.
She stretched out her hand to grab Yinzhen's Chaozhu.
As soon as Yinzhen raised his waist, Chaozhu slipped past San Gong.
Then he teased his daughter with the beads.
The father and daughter played this little game with great interest for a long time.
Chaozhu: Let me go...!
Ji Ling finally asked Qixi to grab a large string of pearls on the dressing table and show it to the third princess before replacing Chaozhu.
The pearl string is bright white in color, warm and shiny, and is already of the highest quality, but it is not yet the highest quality.
In the Qing palace, there was a strict hierarchy, and the jewelry worn by the concubines all had one level of restrictions: for example, the Dongzhu, which could show hierarchical status, could only be worn by the queen and the queen mother.
The Manchu royal family had a preference for yellow and white. Among the concubines in the harem, white was a more noble and high-level color.
This is especially true for white pearl jewelry.
Yinzhen watched from the side as his daughter stretched out her hand and waved it in the air over and over again - trying hard to grab the string of white pearls. Suddenly, a thought came to his mind, thinking of making a pearl dragon robe for his daughter, but he did not say it immediately.
After he said it, Lingling was afraid that she would give in again - with her temperament, it was a good thing to be cautious, but the third princess was his proud daughter and she must not be wronged.
After teasing the third princess for a long time, two wet nurses came over and squatted down. They said that when the time came, it was time to take the third princess out to breastfeed. Only then did Yinzhen pick up his daughter with his own hands.
As soon as he hugged her, he smiled - the third princess ate well, slept well, grew very fast, and in the blink of an eye she was as heavy as a pig.
He still remembered that when she was just born, she was a small, warm and fleshy ball, and he didn't dare to exert force on it in his hands. He didn't expect that she had grown so much in the blink of an eye.
Thinking of this, Yinzhen suddenly realized - in fact, although he was happy with his previous children when they were infancy, he had never observed the third princess as carefully as he did.
"Take good care of the princess!" Yinzhen handed the third princess to the wet nurse and gave another order, and the wet nurse agreed repeatedly.
Bixue, who was beside her, bowed her knees to Ji Ling and the emperor, and followed the wet nurse out to watch the feeding.
Qixi also quietly retreated out, and then gently closed the door of the Nuan Pavilion.
Yinzhen walked a few steps in the Nuan Pavilion and sat down on a chair under the window. Ji Ling went over to make tea for him.
Yinzhen smiled and pressed the back of her hand, not letting her work: "Why are you so polite to me? The work is all done by slaves, what are you grabbing for?"
He didn't want Ji Ling to be busy, so Ji Ling obediently let go. Seeing the gesture in Yinzhen's eyes, he also sat down on the chair on the other side under the window.
Yinzhen raised his head slightly and rubbed his cervical vertebrae, which were sore due to taking too long to review memorials. Ji Ling saw that he couldn't reach them, so he gave him the small white jade hammer he used.
Yinzhen shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand to push it away, and patted his thigh again.
As soon as Ji Ling moved over, he put his arm around her waist and hugged her whole body on his lap: "Lingling, where do you want to stay after you go to the Old Summer Palace? Have you made up your mind?"
Ji Ling was confused: Do you need to think about this? Isn’t it just a natural picture?
Is it possible that everyone’s residence needs to be rearranged and adjusted again this year?
"Can I still choose on my own? Can I?" She hugged Fourth Master's neck and asked him.
Seeing her dumbfounded and confused look, Yinzhen smiled.
He stretched out his hand and pinched Ji Ling's cheek - this idiot! He always couldn't see clearly how favored he was in the palace, and everything he said was cautious. How could he show any sign of being favored?
"Of course." He said concisely and concisely, then reached out and touched her head, and said: "Whatever you like, just tell me, I won't deny it."
They sat under the window, and the sunlight filtered in, illuminating the texture and pores of the skin on Ji Ling's face. Yinzhen could tell that she had applied a thin layer of rouge and gouache.
No wonder her face is so white and red.
He raised his hand and wiped her face with his thumb.
Ji Ling thought that Fourth Master thought her powder was too thick, so she raised her hand and subconsciously covered her face.
But I heard Yinzhen say: "Let me take a look at your complexion and see if you have recovered after giving birth for so long."
Ji Ling blinked, and as soon as he put down his hand, he tilted it towards the Fourth Master as if he was cheating, and heard him laugh in a low voice.
