Not to mention that this is his son, there is also the problem of headache. He needs this boy, a boy who is blessed by nature, and can make his head feel better.
Shi Peirou waited in the palace. Several days passed and the child still did not come back to her. Shi Peirou became anxious and uneasy.
Could it be that the emperor and empress really wanted to watch the child cry like this? His voice was hoarse from crying and his body was broken from crying. He couldn't keep crying like this.
After all, it was not her biological child. The Queen, a hypocritical and jealous woman, would rather kill the child than return the child to her.
Shi Peirou was extremely desperate and regretted that she had gone to Fengqi Palace to make trouble, making the queen rather save face than bend down for the sake of the child.
This harem, this harem...
Shi Peirou burst into tears, asking her to please the queen like a dog in order to see her child. She felt suffocated just thinking about it, looking in the direction of Fengqi Palace, and clenched her hands.
Nanzhi could hear the child's cry in Yongchun Palace, and looked worried. She endured it, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran to see her brother.
"Queen Mother Jin'an." Nanzhi bowed obediently, her movements cute and naive. When she saw the Queen's haggard look, she looked concerned, "Queen Mother, you must pay attention to rest."
The queen saw the genuine concern on her concubine's face and her clear eyes. She forced a smile on her face and said, "My mother is fine. Let's go see my brother."
When Nanzhi saw her younger brother, she felt that he had lost a lot of weight, his face was flushed, and he was crying with his mouth open, and his voice was hoarse. She stretched out her hand and patted her brother gently, "Brother, don't cry, don't cry."
But such comfort was of no use at all. Nanzhi frowned. What was wrong with his brother? Why was he crying so much?
Nanzhi said to the queen: "Mother, does my brother miss my mother and concubine? I like my mother and concubine. If I smell her smell, does my brother miss my mother and concubine?"
Nanzhi didn't like the fragrance of Concubine Xian before, but as mother and daughter got closer, every time she was held by Concubine Xian and surrounded by the fragrance, she felt like she was being wrapped up.
There is an incredible sense of security and relaxation, as if I am wrapped by my mother and nothing outside can harm me.
The queen frowned and suddenly asked the nanny: "Do you have any special incense on your body?"
"Back to the Queen, no, the nanny cannot have incense on her body. The slave only smells of honey locust." The nanny quickly explained, for fear of being misunderstood that she used incense.
"Bring over your clothes, including your underwear," the queen said to the wet nurse.
The nanny immediately brought the clothes over, while Nanzhi looked on with confusion.
If the palace wasn't very dangerous, Nanzhi felt that the beautiful sisters here were all versatile and could play the piano, dance, paint, and sing, which would look and sound great.
The queen smelled the smell on the nanny's clothes, and handed it to the maid next to her who knew about incense, "Smell it."
The palace maid smelled it and said, "It's the smell of honey locust soap. Nurse, are there any unwashed clothes from the concubine's palace?"
The wet nurse thought about it carefully and said, "Can a breast pad be used?" In order to prevent the milk from overflowing and making clothes wet, wet nurses have many of them.
"Okay, nurse, please bring it to me and smell it."
The nanny took this thing out of the box and handed it to the palace maid. The palace maid smelled it carefully, one after another. After a while, the queen asked: "What does it smell like?"
"It smells like honey locust, but it also seems to have the smell of orange peel, but it's lighter. Madam, give me some orange peel and give it to the little master to smell. I'll try my best to mix it up with this flavor as quickly as possible."
Nanzhi on the side was stunned. She also picked it up and smelled it. She only smelled a smell, not the smell of orange peel. She exclaimed: "You are so amazing."
The palace maid smiled at Nanzhi and said, "My nose is just sharper."
"That's also very powerful." Nanzhi asked: "Sister, can I learn this from you? You can tell what something is by smelling it?"
Very cool!
"Ah, this..." The palace maid glanced at the queen, who nodded. Children are interested in everything they watch, so they may not be able to persist.
The palace maid took dried orange peels, soaked them in water, and then sprinkled the water on the nanny. The nanny held the little prince in her arms. The little prince sniffled, sobbed and fell asleep in the nanny's arms.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it was better to fall asleep than cry all the time.
Nan Zhi learned incense from the palace maid Chun Liu and was asked to smell a lot of things. Some things were fragrant and some were stinky. After smelling too much, her nose became numb and she could no longer smell the smell. She kept sneezing. .
Chunliu originally thought that this little princess was just interested, but she didn't expect that she would come here every day and learn about these things. While Chunliu was making incense, she also taught Nanzhi some things.
Nanzhi was young, so he turned around and forgot what he had learned, so Chunliu had to teach him repeatedly. Nanzhi also learned some things, at least he was able to clearly understand the functions of some incense raw materials.
After Chunliu made the incense and the clothes of the Queen and the nanny were suffused with the smell, the little prince cried less. He howled all night and all day long before, consuming all the fat he had raised. , lost a lot of weight.
Shi Peirou is still waiting. Although she feels sorry that the child may cry so much that she breaks her body, she will be fine after a while.
In this invisible battle, only those who are stable can win. Now is the time to compare mentality.
She has lost so much, the spiritual liquid is gone, the grace is gone, and now she doesn’t even have a child, what else does she have?
Why did she travel through a journey, and why did she get the spiritual liquid?
The spiritual fluid comes and goes strangely.
As time went by, the children in Fengqi Palace cried less and less. In the end, there was almost no crying at all. It was quiet all day long. Shi Peirou suddenly became frightened. Is something wrong with the child? Is he sick? Yes, is he dead?
She asked the palace maid to go find out the news. After a while, the palace maid came back and told Shi Peirou: "The little prince is fine, and he doesn't cry all day."
"How could this happen?" Shi Peirou fell down on the chair, his eyes were dull, his expression was decadent, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
Failed, and the last idea also failed. Shi Peirou knew that the child would feel safe if she smelled a familiar smell. In order to cultivate the relationship between mother and child, she changed the smell of herself to be the same as the nanny.
To be precise, I wanted to make the smell of the nanny's body the same as hers, but not too exciting. I chose a very mild incense and smoked it with some ordinary fruit peels.
When the wet nurse went to Fengqi Palace, sooner or later the clothes would be washed, and the smell on them would be washed away. Without the smell of washing, the children would be fussy and cry.
But unexpectedly, the queen was asked to solve it.
