King Jing stood aside and looked down. His eyes were silent and did not speak, but his eyes were filled with subtle waves.

"Some ugly."

Fushun pressed his throat and said in a hurry, "not ugly or not. Mammy he said it would be better in a few days. All the babies just born are like this."

King Jing hooked his lips.

"The one on the left is the young master, and the one on the right is the young lady."

"I can't tell."

"In fact, the old slave can't tell the difference, but when he put it down just now, the old slave looked at it. The lady is resting? She's really hard."

"Yes."

"That's good, that's good." Fu Shun smiled as he wiped away his old tears.

They watched for a long time and said a lot, but most of them were Fushun talking, while King Jing looked silently.

Several nannies stood by with their heads down and only dared to listen.

Xiaohua took a nap and woke up at night.

Lilac and spring grass served her with some good meals. Xiaohua looked around and asked, "where's the child?"

Ding Xiang replied, "in the next room, the nanny looked at it."

"Hold me and have a look."

Lilac and dinglan brought the child, two big red small quilts, more than a foot long. Mother Xu and mother he also followed.

Xiaohua took it and held it carefully. The child was sleeping with his eyes closed, his face red and wrinkled, as she had seen before.

"When will it grow well? It's so ugly."

Mother Xu smiled and said, "just like a newborn child, it's good to grow for more than ten days."

Mother he commands Xiaohua how to hold the child. Xiaohua weighs the quilt in her hand and doesn't see enough.

"Oh, it's just too small. Why is it so small? It's smaller."

Xiaohua said unintentionally, but mother he and mother Xu looked at each other.

"Just born, it's all like this. Just keep it for a few more days." it's obvious that there's something wrong in mother Xu's voice. It was originally explained, but it seems strange.

Mother he frowned. The old woman couldn't tell a lie.

Xiaohua didn't say anything. When she looked at it for a while, she felt something unusual.

She has also seen newborn babies. She always feels that there is something wrong with her children. After seeing one and another, Xiaohua's face became more and more dignified.

"Madam..."

"Lilac came to help me untie the child's bag."

Seeing Xiaohua like this, mother he sighed and came to solve it herself.

"Madam, newborn children can't catch cold. Just take a look."

The bag was untied. Xiaohua took a closer look. She didn't see it when she wrapped the bag. When she untied it, she found that the child was very small, wrinkled and red. She estimated that it was only one foot long.

After seeing one, she went to see the other. Xiaohua turned pale, shook her lips and said, "why is it so small? Even if the baby is small, it won't be so small." she didn't dare to touch it.