Xingxing brought in a tray.
On the tray was a bowl of thick, soft swallow's nest porridge.
Su Jin was indeed hungry. Only by finishing it could she see her child; she picked up the bowl and finished it in a few gulps.
Eating too quickly, she choked.
She coughed, and the pain from her wound made her inhale sharply.
"Eat slowly," Xie Jingchen said.
Su Jin emptied the last bit from the bowl into her mouth and said, "I'm done."
"I'll get you another bowl," Xingxing said.
Before Su Jin could say no, Xingxing the maid had already run out.
Eating so fast, she must have been really hungry.
Quickly, Xingxing brought another bowl.
As soon as Xingxing came in, the wet nurse brought the child in as well.
Once Su Jin finished eating, the wet nurse then brought the child forward and said, "The Young Prince has been very good."
The newborn still had pink skin, small and delicate, captivating once you laid eyes on him.
