Bai Qianfan initially had no hope of taking care of the child herself, but on the third day, she suddenly became wet and puffed up, causing her to feel uncomfortable. She quickly called for people to carry the child over, causing the entire room's maidservants to panic.
Morong Gan waved and sent them out, sweeping his throat, he then said softly, "Qianyan, our son just needs to eat a wet nurse's food, otherwise, cough cough, let me have a sip."
Bai Qianfan was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth for a long time, "Is there a father in this world that is fighting with his son over food? You're really something, the first one to ever be proud of!"
Morong Gan's face reddened, "Aren't you bloated? If I don't do it, you won't feel good."
Bai Qianfan was too lazy to argue, "Don't dawdle, hurry up and bring your son over, I'll personally feed him."
Morong Gan found an excuse, "The child just ate it." If they started off like this, they wouldn't be able to hold it back any longer.
"Such a young child, yet he said he was hungry. Quickly bring him over and let him eat or not. It's not up to you to decide."
"Qian Fan, have you thought about what to do? If you want to feed your child, what will happen to your wet nurse? "She looks forward to earning some silver from the moon for her family. Aren't you trying to steal her job?"
"Our son has a big appetite, so I'm afraid that I don't have enough. The wet nurse will stay and we will feed together."
Morong Gan snorted, "Do you really think that our son is a pig's son, one of us doesn't have enough to eat you two?"
"It's enough now, after four to five months, it won't be enough anymore. Our son is so tough, she definitely has eaten a lot," Bai Qianfan was really upset, her arms felt as painful as if they were holding stones, and she cried, "Are you going or not? Seeing how miserable I am, even though I usually say that I feel sorry for you, isn't that a lie? "
With this big hat, the Prince Chu couldn't afford to take it. After all, it couldn't hold her back, so he had no choice but to say whatever it was she wanted. He could only raise his voice and call for someone to carry this child.
Bai Qianfan leaned on the bedside as she happily reached out her hands to take the clothes and fed the milk, but the child's mouth twitched, and Lord Mother's grandma, she almost cried out. That pain was truly heart-wrenching, no matter how painful it was, she had to grit her teeth and persevere, as her grimacing expression made Morong Gan's heart beat like a drum, "Is it too painful, don't feed it, you can't do this, give it to the wet nurse."
The wet nurse was also afraid that she would lose her job, so she beat the crap out of him. "Royal Concubine, how can this be done by you, your child's mouth is not serious, but it hurts, as if a layer of skin is being scraped off, why don't you give it to me, your servant. Don't look at how young Heir is, and how much strength we have, so we can't help but bleed from sipping."
Hearing that, Morong Gan became afraid, and extended his hand to carry the child. Bai Qianfan glared at him with his teeth bared, "Don't move, I can hold on, it's enough to get used to it."
Outside the door, Hao Pingguan sent Qi Hong to fry the milk tea. As long as the king gave the order, he would immediately send the milk tea inside. Firstly, it was hard work, and secondly, he was afraid that the child would be raised in front of him. The kind mother would fail many of the children, and wouldn't be able to become a magnanimous lord. In the future, the Heir would use the title of a noble to do big things, and wouldn't be too pampered. Third, to feed the child, in the future when the figure is different, there is a chance that husband will loathe her … However, to Princess Chu, this was not a threat at all. There was no one else as loyal as him in the world, not to mention his body, even if he was missing an arm or a leg, Prince Chu would probably still not leave him.
The wet nurse was right, the Heir looked small but had quite a bit of strength. It was like a small beast, whipping its milk and poking its head back and forth. That white chest of hers would appear in front of Prince Chu from time to time. He smacked his lips, "I heard the taste isn't that good, why is he eating so enthusiastically?"
Bai Qianfan glanced at him, "Heh, Your Highness said that you didn't grow up drinking milk when you were young."
Morong Gan laughed, "How can I remember so much about Marquis' matters? I can't remember what he looks like after he lost his mother's milk."
Bai Qianfan thought of his own nanny, her expression darkened, and gently caressed Heir's head. If nanny had seen her child, she would be so happy, but unfortunately she left too early.
Looking at her depressed look, Morong Gan guessed a little, and said: "After summer, I will get some people to move the wet nurse's grave over, and we can also worship and worship during New Year's Day."
Bai Qianfan was both surprised and worried, "Really? Moving the tombs would cause a huge commotion. What if the emperor in the north found out … "
"Don't worry about me," Morong Gan comforted her. "The emperor is also a very filial person, even if he knew, he wouldn't make things difficult for us."
"That's good," Bai Qianfan looked at her son who was in her embrace with satisfaction, "If you bring the Grand Consort over again, our family would be complete."
Morong Gan's heart was moved, and he probed, "Are you really willing to take her in?" After all, Grand Consort Rui had hurt her back then.
"Of course I'm willing," Bai Qianfan said with a strange expression on her face. "Grand Consort is the prince's mother, why wouldn't I be willing to drink the milk of Heir?" She remembered the past and smiled, "In the past, Grand Consort didn't like me much and disliked me for being unruly. But now that I've given birth to her grandson, shouldn't I change my attitude?"
"Yes," Morong Gan nodded, "As the days go by, she will finally understand you."
The more Bai Qianfan looked at it, the happier she became. She lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek, and the wet nurse reached out to hug her. "Wangfei, you've worked hard.
Bai Qianfan said, "Don't carry him away, just let him sleep here." She didn't want to put it down, so she just held it and rocked it gently while humming a melody that was out of tune in her mouth.
The wet nurse still wanted to say something, but Morong Gan waved her away.
Yue Gui saw that the wet nurse was not leaving straightforwardly, and directly pulled her out of the door. Qi Hong was standing outside, and asked when he saw them come out, "How is it, does Heir eat princess' milk?"
Yue Guiyi said happily, "I know that you are my own mother, but you ate so well."
She had a bad feeling about this. Back then, she had been chosen by a thousand, and thought that she was lucky to be able to feed the Heir, and that she would be able to fool him in the future. Who knew that the Princess Chu would be different from other Noble Consort, and actually want to be fed himself?
Qi Hong said, "Seems like I won't be able to use the milk tea this time."
Yue Gui looked at the wet nurse and teased, "Princess, you're a wet behind the ears, have you drunk this tea yet?"
The wet nurse was not very confident to begin with, but after hearing her words, her face turned ugly. She then laughed twice and turned around to leave.
Heir was sleeping soundly. Prince Chu looked at his wife's breast that was soaked with milk and felt his eyes grow hot. He then looked at his throat and asked, "Are you alright?"
Bai Qianfan said, "It's cleared on one side, but it's still swelling on the other."
"Well," he went up to her with a shy face, "shall I give you all the information?"
How could Bai Qianfan not see through him? She pointed her finger at's forehead and said, "If you want to taste something, then just say it. What do you want to help me understand?"
Morong Gan blushed slightly and refused to admit it, "I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable, so I suggested it, don't think that your plan was wrong."
Bai Qianfan arrogantly lifted the clothes on the other side: "Come."
Prince Chu looked up and smacked his lips.
"How is it?" Bai Qianfan tilted her head and asked: "Does it taste good?"
He chuckled, "It has a fishy smell, yours I can swallow, others' I can't."
"Someone else?" Bai Qianfan raised her voice, "Who else do you want to eat?"