When Cheng Ning woke up, he was stunned for a moment.
She felt like she had had a long dream, in which there were all kinds of things, and many people and things were like flashes in the pan.
"Master! Master is awake, great!"
There were sounds of joy all around. Turning their heads slightly, Mammy and the maid knelt on the ground, and everyone's face was beaming with joy.
There seemed to be something on her forehead. She raised her hand slightly to remove the discomfort.
"No!" Aunt Qi stopped Cheng Ning's hand and stuffed her back into the quilt, "You can't let the wind blow during confinement, and the master can't take it off."
Confinement...
A group of servants hurriedly knelt down, led by Nanny Qi, and said loudly: "Congratulations, master, congratulations to the master, the young master!"
The congratulations brought Cheng Ning back to her senses slightly, and then she remembered that before she fell into coma, she did have unbearable abdominal pain, and Po Wen was urging her to use more strength.
The nanny held the swaddling baby in her arms and walked quickly to Cheng Ning to show the child to her.
The newborn child was wrinkled and sleeping well with its eyes closed.
"So ugly." Cheng Ning said.
Nurse: "..."
She had just come to this mansion and was not familiar with Cheng Ning, but she had never seen a lady who was pregnant in ten months and endured the pain of giving birth. When she saw the child for the first time, she disliked the ugliness.
I tried to make up for it: "Haha, the baby is like this right after he is born. It will be fine after a few days when it grows out!"
It was so wrinkled that Cheng Ning couldn't imagine what it would look like when it was opened.
She was still tired and wanted to sleep when she closed her eyes.
"You're all rewarded," she sank into the pillow again: "Go down."
I have never seen a mother who just gave birth to a child be so cold to the child, as if the child was not the one she wanted to have.
Cheng Ning spent the next few days in confinement.
After she recovered somewhat, she visited the child twice.
The first time I saw her, I was looking down from a high position, watching two little hands on the small bed sleeping soundly.
The nanny's milk is good, but it has only been a few days. He has gained some weight and his face is chubby.
But Cheng Ning still said: "It's so ugly."
Nurse: "..."
Not ugly!
This is even the prettiest and most beautiful of the children she has taken care of.
Although his facial features are not very similar to Cheng Ning's, Cheng Ning's appearance is good.
However, the wet nurse guessed that the child probably looked more like his father. Through this child, he could also know that his father must be handsome.
But in this huge mansion, there were hundreds of servants, and no one mentioned Cheng Ning's husband.
It seemed that she was alone from the beginning, and the child was the only one born to her.
Naturally, the wet nurse didn't dare to ask.
When she came to see him for the second time, Cheng Ning finally hugged the child.
The child was awake in her arms, staring at her with his big, watery eyes.
Cheng Ningtuo lifted him up and nuzzled his little face.
She recovered quickly, perhaps because she had received good care in the past six months, and her body was much plumper than before.
No matter what she said, Grandma Qi wouldn't let her take away the forehead wisp on her head. She was wearing a yellow satin dress, and her slender figure was thin but not weak.
Unparalleled dignity.
Probably no one in Jinyang knew that Cheng Ning was still alive, and no one knew that the girl holding the baby in her arms was the Lord of Youshui City who never showed up.
The wet nurse knew that Cheng Ning must have a good identity, but she didn't know who she was.
All I know is that even though Cheng Ning was in confinement, documents and account books were constantly being sent to the house.
She spends most of her day in the study.
After holding him for a while, the child cried.
It was so hard that my face turned red and I kicked my calves hard.
Cheng Ning frowned slightly: "Are you hungry?"
"I just fed her," the nanny hurriedly went to hug her, "I guess she peed. Master, can you give it to me?"
Cheng Ning wanted to hand it over, but the long hair hanging down was held in the child's hand. His face was wrinkled from crying, and his little hands were clenched tightly.
"What a bad temper." Cheng Ning took out his hair, put it into the nanny's hand, and scratched his little nose: "I don't know who he looks like."
The wet nurse felt that she had an illusion. At that moment, Cheng Ning looked at the child, but her expression seemed to be looking at someone through the child.
But Cheng Ning had already walked out, and a messenger was waiting at the door.
"Master," the man quickly followed Cheng Ning and took out a letter: "It came from southern Xinjiang."
Cheng Ning opened the thin envelope a few times before reading it. He sighed slightly: "Fu Youting was seriously injured and has been in coma for more than a month."
The war was over, but Fu Youting's body was in a deadlock, and Meng Xin was useless.
She had a big belly at the beginning, and for some reasons she really didn't want to get involved in Jinyang's affairs.
Otherwise, Fu Youting should be stopped from going crazy.
"Master, would you like to ask Doctor Ji for a trip?" the messenger asked.
Cheng Ning nodded: "Ask him to go there. It's a long journey. Send more people. Don't wrong the old man."
Doctor Ji is the old doctor who has been with Cheng Ning since she opened her eyes in Youshui City.
Cheng Ning didn't know about it at first and just thought he was an ordinary doctor.
Later I learned that Dr. Ji was very famous in the North, almost to the point of being a miracle doctor.
But he only stayed with her to take care of Cheng Ning's pregnancy.
It’s also overkill.
Not wanting to think about this, Cheng Ning went to the study and asked casually: "What about the war in Northern Xinjiang? How is it going?"
"General Qu's fighting style is quite conservative. It was not a big conflict originally. Suppression is only a matter of time."
Qu Shaoling is Cheng Ning's deputy general. She knows his strengths and weaknesses.
It's just that soldiers have to practice. As long as they are on the battlefield, situations will inevitably arise.
"Our people will send a team over to help him if necessary."
Cheng Ning said and sat down at the table.
The messenger agreed and looked up at Cheng Ning.
Although the person in front of her was a woman, her aura was hard to ignore.
Probably because of confinement, my body feels a little softer and my complexion looks better.
He has the aura of a general and the gentleness of a woman.
"Is there anything else?" Cheng Ning raised an eyebrow when he saw that he hadn't left.
The messenger hesitated and said: "There is one more thing."
"Say." Cheng Ning accidentally paid attention and took out the account book to look at it.
"About the Jinyang court, their emperor——"
Cheng Ning turned a page and without raising her head, her voice turned completely cold: "As I said, you don't need to tell me about the affairs of the Jinyang court, especially their emperor."
It must be the deceased emperor now, the messenger thought silently.
He originally wanted to tell Cheng Ning about Wei Yanzhou's death, but now he didn't dare, so he lowered his eyes.
But he took out a beautiful bag from his sleeve pocket, decorated with white marble.
"This is the brocade book from over there. Maybe you want to take a look?"
It was a very ordinary kit, but it left a mark on the table, indicating that there was something heavy inside.
Cheng Ning took a look, his face was expressionless, and he didn't know whether he was happy or angry.
The messenger was worried and stretched out his hand to take it back: "Why don't you read it."
If something from Jinyang Imperial City offends the master, the gain will outweigh the loss.
Anyway, the young master has also been born, and their Youshui has nothing to do with Jinyang.
"Leave it alone."
The messenger's hand stretched out in the air took it back with a swish.
When they left, Cheng Ning's eyes couldn't help but fall on the brocade bag.
She has never been hesitant, so she took it apart and took a look if she was curious.
The mouth of the bundle was opened, and the first thing that fell out was a golden tiger.
She was familiar with this thing, it had been with her for many years - it was Jinyang's Tiger Talisman.
Beyond that, it was a letter written in black on rice paper.
