Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

"Perhaps I'm hungry. Madam and nurse are watching over me, so I won't wrong young master." Jin Shu smiled and brought the jacket, and helped her to put it on, "Madam ordered, the girl is now in confinement, don't let you worry about the child. Son. The most important thing is for the girl to take good care of her body, and she must not have a little deficit, and the confinement disease will be cured after sitting down."

"Bring the baby here and let me have a look."

"Come over after the wet nurse has finished feeding." Zhe Lan smiled, "Miss washes her face, combs her hair, and then eats something. The servant has made pigeon soup, it's fresh, you can try it."

Ying Ning washed her body with warm water, changed her clothes, washed herself well, drank a big bowl of soup, and ate some creamy golden rolls.

Yang Shi came in with Ci'er in her arms, saw her bright eyes, pink face, and shiny black hair, she couldn't help but said happily: "Eat enough, sleep well, and you will really be raised."

Ying Ning's haggard appearance yesterday almost made her feel distressed to death.

Yingning smiled and said, "It's just hard work for mother."

"I'm not working hard, I'm holding my grandson, I don't know how happy I am!" Yang's face was full of smiles, holding the child reluctant to let go, "Don't worry about the child, just look at it, and don't hug him, so as not to hurt your back. It's confinement, how much can't you hold it?"

Ying Ning thought about it, and that's all, she probed and kissed the little baby's cheek.

"Where's the big brother and the second brother?"

"Your eldest brother is on duty, and the abolished prince died. There are too many things in the palace, and he can't leave. In addition, he has captured a group of rebellious rebels, and he has to go back for interrogation. So he rushed back at noon. Your second brother is over there. Let's see Mr. Lu."

"How is Mr. Lu?"

"It's fine, but I just need to keep it. The doctor said he is young, and even though his bones are broken, he will be able to take care of him in a month or two."

"It would be best not to delay the exam."

"Have you considered that matter?" Yang asked.

"No, mother, I haven't confinement yet, let me think about it slowly."

"Okay, okay, don't mention it. You think about it slowly."

Yingning didn't like to mention this, so Yang didn't force it, and instead teased Ci'er with her.

"Mother, you can't stay here all the time, can you?" Yingning asked.

"Why not? Your father is not in the mansion. Let a few aunts help with matters in the mansion first. It's nothing important. Mother is here to accompany you, and you will leave when you are out of confinement."

"It's nice to have your mother by your side." Ying Ning rested her head on Yang's shoulder.

Yang said with a smile: "I'm just a daughter like you. I can't make you feel wronged if you're in confinement. Come on, drink this bowl of soup again. It's specially boiled for you."

Thus, Ying Ning was poured another big bowl of soup.

She rubbed her stomach and thought, after this confinement is over, she will become a little fat man.

For the next month, Ying Ning devoted herself to confinement and raising her body.

I sleep until I wake up naturally every day, eat meat and drink soup, feel happy, and grow more and more radiant and beautiful like a flower.

While Lu Qinghan was recuperating from his injuries, he took time to visit her every day, chatting with her about the past and the present, writing poems and calligraphy, playing the piano and playing chess with her.

At first, Yingning was very worried about delaying his homework, but then she thought of Lu Qinghan's talent, so she stopped dissuading her, and often walked with him in the orchard, by the lake, and went fishing.

Lu Qinghan's personality is gentle, honest, considerate, knowledgeable, and has the same interests as her.

After getting along for a month, we are very happy with each other.

Yingning began to seriously consider the possibility of dating him on the premise of getting married.