Qing Dynasty: The Imperial Concubine is Pregnant Again

The third-day bathing banquet in the front yard was still going on. Xia Xi held Hong Zhao and greeted all the uncles and aunts one by one. Hong Zhao was not afraid of people. He lay in Xia Xi's arms and looked at people with his big eyes.

The one standing at the front was the Fourteenth Prince. After Xia Xi had shown the baby to everyone, he rushed to her side. Xia Xi had no choice but to hold the swaddling clothes sideways for him to see.

"Why does Hongzhao look different from other babies? All the other babies I saw before were wrinkled, but Hongzhao is very pretty." As soon as Yinzhen said this, everyone reacted and exclaimed in amazement.

The Thirteenth Prince who followed behind came over to take a look and was also surprised: "I didn't look carefully just now, but now I see that Hong Zhao has fair skin and red lips and is very beautiful, and she looks a bit like the concubine."

"Really? I think Hongzhao looks more like that dead man in some ways!" The Fourteenth Prince said with a look of disgust. Hongzhao seemed to sense some malicious intent and pursed his lips as if he was about to cry.

When the Thirteenth Prince saw this, he was flustered and blamed: "It's all your fault. Hongzhao is about to cry!" The Fourteenth Prince did not expect it to turn out like this, and he was immediately at a loss.

"Nonsense, I think it was your appearance that scared Hongzhao! He was frightened and cried by you!" The Fourteenth Prince turned around and shirked the responsibility. Yinxiang's appearance was also quite handsome, but in his mouth, he became scary.

Yinxiang was choked by his words, and no matter how good his temper was, he became a little angry. He held back his anger and looked at Hongzhao who was standing next to him and was about to cry. He saw that Hongzhao was already watching them quarreling with a smile on his face, and didn't look like he was crying at all.

"Hey, this Hongzhao is really interesting. He stopped crying when he saw us quarreling." Yinxiang poked Fourteen, who was still looking at him, with his elbow and told him to look at Hongzhao.

The other guests looked at these two happy enemies. Those who knew about them smiled, while the wives who didn't know about them were a little surprised. Didn't the Thirteenth and Fourteenth Princes always get along? Why did they seem to be getting along so well?

Yinzhen looked on expressionlessly. He had been unhappy since he heard the word "dead face". Now that he saw they were still trying to tease Hongzhao, he felt even more sad.

He strode up to Xia Xi and said in a low voice, "Xia Xi, Hongzhao has been out for a long time. You should take him back to prevent him from catching a cold." Then, he looked at Thirteen and Fourteen, and without saying anything, he invited everyone to go to the banquet.

Fourteenth glared at Yinzhen's back unwillingly, and said to Thirteenth viciously: "What does he mean by this? He let Hongzhao go back like this. Does he think Hongzhao likes us? Is he jealous?"

Thirteenth brother could vaguely sense what Yinzhen was thinking, and was surprised that Fourth brother could be so childish. He also agreed with Fourteenth brother's words, but said, "How could that be? Fourth brother simply thinks that Hongzhao has been out for too long. Hongzhao has only been born for a few days, so he really can't catch a cold."

Fourteen listened to his words and felt that his idea was wrong. After all, how could a person as old-fashioned and cold as Fourth Brother be jealous?

Snow Courtyard.

Tong Nuanyan was wearing two thin shirts, without any makeup or hairpins, and was standing at the gate of the courtyard waiting for the little prince to come back. The better thing about this place than the end of the world was that there were no zombies and she could get pregnant naturally. The bad thing was the feudal preference for boys over girls. Tong Nuanyan even wanted to rush to the main courtyard.

From a distance, I saw a woman holding a red swaddling cloth appear at the end of the road, and she was rushing towards Piaoxue Courtyard. The one who could move at such a fast speed must be Xia Xi, the bionic man.

Soon, Xia Xi came to the gate of the courtyard carrying Hong Zhao. Seeing Tong Nuanyan's eager look, he quickly handed the swaddle to her.

"Master, the prince named the young master Hongzhao. He will be the prince's third prince in the future." Xia Xi raised the corners of his mouth mechanically and reported to Tong Nuanyan with a smile.

Tong Nuanyan carefully examined Hongzhao and found nothing unusual, so she asked 805 to scan him again.

【Name: Aixinjueluo Hongzhao

Status: The third son of the Four Beile

Physique: 10

Energy: 10

Mood: Happy

[Host, Hong Zhao is fine and healthy, nothing unusual, but he is a little hungry now. ]

"Hong Zhao, this is a good name. Zhao means bright sun. Bright and beautiful things are the guiding light. It is a very good word. Baby, you will be called Hong Zhao from now on, Hong Zhao, Zhao Zhao." Tong Nuanyan gently rocked the baby in her arms. From now on, she would no longer be the only one in this era.

[Host, there is still me, you are not alone.] 805 noticed Tong Nuanyan's thoughts and immediately came out to complain, why does the host always say that he is lonely.

"Yes, there are you, Xia Xi, Chun Xiu and the others. I am not alone, I still have Zhao Zhao." When I came to this dynasty, I was thinking about how to conceive naturally, but neglected interpersonal communication and had average relationships with everyone.

July is coming soon, and I don’t know what I can get in the mall next month. Tong Nuanyan thought about it, and carried Hong Zhao into the inner room. After everyone left, she lifted his clothes to feed him.

As expected, she was hungry. She was drinking milk with much greater force than before. It should also be said that her milk capacity was large. Every day when she fed Hongzhao, her milk supply was very high and her clothes were always wet. Fortunately, Hongzhao had a big appetite and he could finish one side of the milk after drinking it once, so she didn't have to squeeze out more.

Everyone in Piaoxueyuan knew about Tong Nuanyan's breastfeeding. Although they knew it in their hearts, they all said outside that it was the wet nurse who fed the baby.

Tong Nuanyan, who was breastfeeding, didn't notice that someone was watching her. Maybe she was too engrossed, or maybe she thought it was a palace maid and didn't care. The person who quietly visited the door of the house was Yinzhen, who was supposed to entertain guests in the front yard, but he didn't attend the banquet, but came to Piaoxue Courtyard.

Yinzhen thought that Tong Nuanyan knew the rules no matter how bold she was, but she actually secretly breastfed Hongzhao in the room. He didn't say anything, waiting to see when Tong Nuanyan would find him, watching her sitting by the bed and feeding her. The image of her fair skin was imprinted in his mind and could not be dispelled.

Tong Nuanyan, on the other hand, was so focused on feeding that she never thought about who else could be at the door except the palace maid. A quarter of an hour later, Hong Zhao fell asleep while drinking milk. She gently pulled the food container out of the little guy's mouth, and the milky white juice flowed onto the top of the container, which was very dazzling.

When Tong Nuanyan put the sleeping Hongzhao on the bed, Yinzhen hid at the door and watched. His eyes turned red when he saw this scene. He strode to Tong Nuanyan, holding the container that he had not taken back in one hand, and stared at Tong Nuanyan with green eyes.

"Yanyan, according to the rules, Hongzhao should be fed by the wet nurse. What are you doing?" Feeling a little moisture coming from his palm, Yinzhen watched leisurely.

Tong Nuanyan was already blinded when he stood in front of her, and she didn't react at all. Looking at the controlled food container, and then looking at Hongzhao who was sleeping beside her, she felt a rare sense of shame in her heart: "Yinzhen! What are you doing? Let me go!"

Unexpectedly, Yinzhen didn't listen at all, but unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her upper body. "Yanyan, you have become more plump after giving birth."

Tong Nuanyan reached out to stop his next move, and said in a low voice with some shame: "Yinzhen, Zhaozhao is still here, stop making trouble."

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen glanced at the sleeping Hongzhao calmly, without letting go of the object in his hand: "Yanyan, from what you said, if Hongzhao is not here, then I can make a fuss?"

"Then tell me, why did you feed Hongzhao yourself?" Seeing that she was speechless, Yinzhen asked about breastfeeding again.

Tong Nuanyan glanced at him coquettishly: "Yinzhen, it is said that breast milk is the best tonic for babies, and Hongzhao will be close to wet nurses when they feed him. This is my son, how can he be close to others but not to me? Therefore, I can feed him myself so that he can be closer to me."

What she said was not empty talk. In ancient times, many children from wealthy families were close to their wet nurses because most of them were raised by their wet nurses, who were closer to them than their biological mothers.

Yinzhen was silent, thinking about how he had been closer to his nurse when he was young. He also understood that this was the reason why he was brought up so young. "Then you shouldn't be feeding alone in the room, and not have someone guarding the door. Are your breasts full?"

He didn't know much about this matter, mostly from hearsay. He only knew that mothers would have milk swelling after giving birth, but he didn't know if there was any way to remedy the problem.