The Regent's Tender Darling

——Chenshi.

Lin Mansion, Minister of Rites.

When Mrs. Shen knew that her daughter who had just given birth was back, she was happy and angry for a while. She hurried out and cursed: "God damn it! How can you move around like this after you just gave birth?"

But the scolding only ended here. After all, Prince Duan was not someone she could scold. As soon as she stepped out of the hospital door, she bumped into Lin Qinghua who was holding her child.

Wearing a woven gold horse-faced skirt, with a very ostentatious and gorgeous crown on her head, there were many servants and girls behind her.

This complexion and posture do not look like that of a woman who has just given birth to a child.

Mrs. Shen was so shocked that she almost fell down, but fortunately the maid behind her supported her.

"Ouch! My dear daughter..." Mrs. Shen felt heartbroken and hurriedly came forward to greet her.

Lin Qinghua smiled: "Mother."

The smile and voice sounded much more distant than before. Shen didn't notice anything at this time, but the look in her eyes that felt sorry for her daughter couldn't be concealed.

"Mother, this is Brother Qi. According to the rules, mother should salute this princess, and the prince...the crown prince." These words were said without any emotion, more like giving an order.

Shen was naturally uncomfortable hearing this, but when she saw so many people behind Lin Qinghua, she suddenly understood the meaning.

Probably because there were so many people, he had to act according to the rules. He immediately suppressed the unhappiness on his face, stepped back half a step, and saluted Lin Qinghua and the child in his arms.

Seeing this, Lin Qinghua had a look of satisfaction in her eyes, and with a free hand, she signaled: "Get up."

After that, he didn't go to help Shen, and went directly past Shen into the yard.

This made Ms. Shen a little confused, and she asked the old woman next to her very strangely: "Why are there so many faces around Hua'er?"

After saying this, Shen's people also noticed that when Princess Duan came back this time, there was no familiar face around her, and even Mother Luo was missing.

This is indeed strange.

Now I couldn't think too much, so I had no choice but to follow him into the house.

As soon as she entered the house, Lin Qinghua was already sitting high up, holding the child in her arms and teasing her. When she heard the sound, she gave Shen a little of her peripheral vision.

"Hua'er." Mrs. Shen walked in slowly. Looking at Lin Qing's paintings, she always felt like she was looking at a stranger.

This is obviously her daughter, but now she feels a little unrecognizable.

Lin Qinghua smiled slightly, and when she saw the unnaturalness and confusion on Shen's face, she frowned, and then said: "Mother, do you want to give me a hug?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Shen was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, stretched out his hand with a smile, and held the young prince in his arms.

But when I held it in my hands, I found that the child was light and airy. I slightly opened the swaddling clothes and took a look. Where is the little prince here? It's clearly just an empty swaddle!

"Mother, be careful. The prince is weak and cannot be frightened." Lin Qinghua said naturally, her gaze falling on the swaddling baby with unusual tenderness.

Mrs. Shen froze on the spot. As a mother, she was the one who was frightened. Could it be that her daughter went crazy after giving birth?

"Hua'er...this...is there any heir apparent here?" Shen's face was complicated, and her words seemed a little cautious. For a moment, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qinghua's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes became even more frighteningly cold.

"Painting..." Mrs. Shen couldn't help but take two steps back. For a moment, she felt creepy all over her body.