Chapter 989
Bing Qingluo looked a little dazed, the future?Does she still have a future?She felt that her life was over!
She was in deep thought when she heard the cry of a baby in the distance, Bing Qingluo looked up and saw two maids in a hurry walking towards her.

"Lord Su, quickly take a look at what's wrong with the little prince. He has been crying non-stop since last night, neither eating nor drinking, and his crying voice has become hoarse."

The palace maid came over with the baby in her arms, and the little baby in the swaddle was crying with a purple face, which made people worry.

Su Mingyuan suddenly reached out and touched the child's forehead. He obviously didn't have a fever, but the child was crying hoarsely.

Although he is a doctor, he is not yet married and knows nothing about taking care of children, so he is helpless.

Bing Qingluo looked at the infant child, frowned slightly, and asked, "What did you feed the child?"

The maid replied: "Goat's milk."

Listening to the goat milk, Bing Qingluo's face was a little gloomy, she frowned and asked, "Why don't you find a nanny for the child?"

The maid lowered her head and felt aggrieved: "We are all maids serving by the queen's side. Since the queen's death, the emperor has ignored the prince and almost forgot the existence of the prince. And the emperor has been shutting himself out , It is difficult to meet each other, so the matter of finding a nanny was delayed, and we had no choice but to find goat milk to feed the child."

Listening to these words, Bing Qingluo couldn't help being a little angry, and her resentment towards Qin Aotian couldn't help but deepened. She heard the child's cry and suddenly thought of her daughter.

Maybe it was because of the flood of maternal love, Bing Qingluo couldn't help but hugged the child, she glanced at the two maids and said in a cold voice: "You guys wait here."

She walked into the Chaofeng Pavilion with the child in her arms, and the child's crying stopped after a while. About half an hour later, Bing Qingluo carried the child out. At this time, the child had already closed his eyes He fell asleep deeply.

Meng Qinghuan found that there was an extra red string on the child's arm, which was the copper bell with red string that Bing Qingluo had given to Qin Aotian, and she actually gave it to Qin Aotian's son.

"You take the child to see the emperor, he will find a nanny for the child. And don't untie this red rope!" Bing Qingluo told her.

Although the maid was puzzled, she still nodded.

Su Mingyuan glanced at Bing Qingluo, and his eyes fell on the red rope, which he had seen with Qin Aotian.

He immediately understood her good intentions, and said in a deep voice, "I'll take them to see the emperor, so don't worry! Luoluo, you should rest well."

Bing Qingluo nodded slightly, watching Su Mingyuan and the palace maid carry the child away, she stood there for a long time, then turned back to Chaofeng Pavilion a little tiredly.

Lying on the bed, her heart was empty, and many messy pictures flashed through her mind from time to time. After thinking about it, she fell into a deep sleep. In the haze, she seemed to feel that someone was kissing her gently. She is gentle but lingering, but her eyelids are too heavy to open like a nightmare.

After an unknown amount of time, when she woke up, there was no one in the room, only steaming food on the dining table.

Bing Qingluo lifted the quilt and walked over. There was a bowl of porridge and four dishes of side dishes, which were all commonplace meals, and she felt very kind when she saw them.

She sat in front of the table, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, but Xiumei couldn't help twisting slightly, the chef's craftsmanship is too bad, right?
(End of this chapter)

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