Chapter 3: The scumbag dad is next door with his mistress

Chapter 3: The scumbag dad is next door with his mistress
She looked around the room again and found that everyone looked normal, as if they had not heard anything.

Could it be because of the connection between mother and daughter that she is the only one who can hear her little daughter's thoughts?

At this moment, Juxiang, another maidservant beside the princess, walked in with an excited look on her face.

"Princess, it's strange, strange, all the flowers and plants in the mansion have suddenly turned green, and even the flowers that are not in season are blooming beautifully."

After hearing this, Princess Chaoyang suddenly looked at her little daughter in her arms. Could it be because of her little daughter?
Whenever a powerful person is born, there will be miracles.

Could it be that the little daughter she had just given birth to was not an ordinary person?
She suddenly remembered a dream she had a few days ago. In the dream, a hollow and majestic voice told her that her baby was extraordinary and asked her to take good care of it.

It seems that her little daughter must not be an ordinary person!

Maybe it was a chance that I could hear her inner voice.

Thinking of this, Princess Chaoyang suppressed her excitement and said with regret: "What a pity, I can't leave the room this month, so I won't have the chance to see it."

"That's easy. I'll pick more flowers and bring them in for the princess to see." Juxiang has always been lively and speaks casually in front of the princess.

Xu Yaoyao couldn't help but feel her eyelids twitching as she listened to their conversation.

It's bad. Newborns are generally sleepy. This is a physiological factor and it is difficult to resist.

But thinking that the wet nurse would take her away and replace her after she fell asleep, Xu Yaoyao tried hard to keep her eyes open to prevent herself from falling asleep without realizing it.

The princess looked down at her little daughter in her arms again and shook her head, saying, "I'd better not have her. This child was born prematurely and I'm afraid she's too weak to be exposed to the cold from the flowers and plants."

For some reason, Princess Chaoyang felt that the little daughter in her arms was a little strange. Although her face was exhausted, her eyes were wide open, as if she was trying hard to hold on?
Thinking of the explanation given by the voice in her dream, Princess Chaoyang said with some self-blame, "It's all my fault. I knew I was too far along, but I still insisted on going out. That's why the baby was born prematurely. I hope he doesn't suffer from any disease."

Seeing Princess Chaoyang’s face full of guilt, Xu Yaoyao really wanted to comfort her.

[My silly mother, this is not your fault at all, it’s all my scumbag father’s fault! ]

[He tampered with your food and deliberately caused you to have a premature birth.]

Although Princess Chaoyang didn't know why her youngest daughter kept calling her "silly mother" and didn't quite understand what "scum" meant, she did understand one thing, which was that she went into labor early because her husband had tampered with her food.

How could this be possible? The prince consort had always loved her deeply, and she was the only one in his heart and eyes. In the past eighteen years, he had never even thought of taking a concubine. How could he do something that would hurt her and the child?
If you give birth too early, there is a high possibility that two people will die.
It's impossible. The prince consort would never do such a thing. The little daughter must have made a mistake.

Princess Chaoyang smiled and shook her head, then looked at the nanny and asked, "Where is the prince consort? Have you sent someone to the Ministry of Works to notify him?"

Nanny is Princess Chaoyang's wet nurse. She has watched Princess Chaoyang grow up since she was a child and is the most caring person around Princess Chaoyang.

She smiled and replied, "After the midwife came, I asked the servant in the mansion to notify her, and she hasn't returned yet."

Princess Chaoyang was confused. Considering the time, her husband should have returned long ago.

Yuan Xiang was the most attentive. She saw the disappointment in the princess' eyes and quickly comforted her: "The prince consort must have been delayed by something important."

"Princess, rest assured. Your Highness knows that you are about to give birth early, and he will definitely rush back as soon as possible. Your Highness loves you dearly."

When Princess Chaoyang heard this, the doubts in her heart disappeared instantly.

Yes, the prince consort was so good to her, how could she doubt him? It was absolutely wrong.

It seems that I was influenced by my youngest daughter's voice.

Xu Yaoyao looked at the smile on Princess Chaoyang's lips and knew that she was in love again. She couldn't help but complain:
【Love is still as good as ever! 】

[Yuan Xiang, please shut up!] [If you keep talking, the princess's love-brain will be completely hopeless!]

[How could the scumbag son-in-law be delayed by something? He is clearly in the house next door accompanying his mistress.]

[My mistress just gave birth to his baby this morning, and now I am waiting for the nurse to take me over to take over the baby's place!]

Xu Yaoyao's cute baby voice is filled with anger!

The smile on Princess Chaoyang's lips froze instantly.

A mistress? The house next door?
Have a baby?
Change children?
No, that's impossible. The younger daughter must have made a mistake.

How could the prince consort have a mistress? Most other men have three wives and four concubines, but the prince consort only has her as his wife.

She had also tried to test her husband's intention of taking a concubine, but he rejected her every time and even blamed her for profaning their relationship.

How could he have a mistress when his heart and eyes are filled with her prince consort?

But if not, why would the younger daughter say so?
Princess Chaoyang found that her heart began to be confused, and she even felt a little panicked.

In order to marry the prince consort, she canceled the marriage that had been arranged since childhood and hurt the relationship with her mother and brother. She was risking everything. If the prince consort betrayed her, how would she deal with it?
She really couldn't imagine it.

[So hungry. So sleepy.]

[But I can’t sleep. If I do, I’ll be taken away and replaced.]

[Can’t sleep, must not sleep]

[If I were replaced, I would be tortured by my mistress and wouldn’t even live to be two years old.]

[I want to survive, I can't sleep! I definitely can't sleep! ]

Princess Chaoyang, who was struggling with her inner thoughts, was so frightened when she heard Xu Yaoyao's voice.

Suffering? Not even surviving to the age of three? No, that was impossible. This was her precious daughter who had survived many life-threatening situations.

Princess Xu Yang felt very distressed when she saw her little daughter trying hard not to sleep.

She looked at the nurse who was still kneeling on the ground and ordered, "You and the midwife, both go out."

The nurse was slightly startled, "Princess, the second young lady hasn't been fed yet."

The princess glanced at the wet nurse calmly and found that there was indeed some panic in her eyes. Could it be that she really had ulterior motives?

No, doubting the nurse was like doubting the prince consort. She couldn't think that way, so she said to the nurse, "I like this child very much. I plan to feed him myself. I don't need you for the time being."

Perhaps because they didn't expect the princess to say that, everyone in the room was stunned.

The royal family of Fusu had a wet nurse system. Children born to royal family members were not allowed to feed themselves, but had to find a wet nurse to feed them.

Mammy was an old lady by the princess' side, and she was very particular about rules. She took the initiative to persuade her, "Princess, I know you really like the Second Young Miss, but isn't this against the rules?"

She was also a little shocked to hear what the princess said.

(End of this chapter)