"It's just some coarse grains for eating... I made up a name for it myself," Feng Jin resumed her talent for fabrication. "I'll write down the food you need to eat daily and have the kitchen prepare it according to the list."
A pregnant woman's nutritional meals needed to be handled with care.
"Then I'll trouble Young Madam Ling."
Princess Qingping agreed with a face full of smiles, but when she saw the list Feng Jin had written, she was completely stunned.
"These vegetables, it's autumn now, and these vegetables are not in season."
In autumn and winter, vegetables were scarce. Even the imperial palace did not have a supply of vegetables, let alone the Duke's mansion.
"I do have some fresh vegetables. I'll have someone send them over tomorrow."
Ever since she transmigrated to this place, she had noticed the scarcity of vegetables in this dynasty, and there was not a hint of green on the autumn dining table.
She had bought a manor early on and was growing vegetables in a greenhouse. They were almost ready. This was a perfect opportunity to make a good profit.
To lay a solid financial foundation for their future separation.
"Vegetables, you actually have fresh vegetables! This is incredible!"
Princess Qingping was filled with shock. How could there be fresh vegetables in autumn...
"I grow them myself," Feng Jin replied casually. Only after saying it did she feel it was a bit inappropriate, so she added, "I lived on a farm for a long time before, and I followed along with the farm work every day. I'm quite adept at these tasks."
The original owner had been raised in the countryside since childhood, so it wasn't strange for her to know how to grow vegetables. Naturally, no one would suspect anything.
"Young Madam is truly amazing. Not only is your medical skill superb, but you also know how to grow vegetables. Being able to grow fresh vegetables in autumn, Young Madam is truly unprecedented."
Princess Qingping said with great admiration. She respected Feng Jin more and more.
Women like her were indeed rare.
"I truly envy you, being able to live as you please, while I can only be confined within these four square walls..."
Her entire life would only be a repetition of a predetermined life.
"If you feel bored at the mansion, Princess, you can come to the Ling mansion to find me. I can also keep you company."
"Really? That's wonderful."
She had few people around her who treated her sincerely. Many people sought her out solely for her status as a princess and curried favor.
During childbirth, her life hung by a thread. If the person assisting her made the slightest mistake, they would face severe punishment. Everyone else would avoid her at all costs, yet Feng Jin was the only one willing to risk her life for her.
If Feng Jin hadn't stepped forward to help that day, she would likely no longer be in this world, nor would she have had the chance to see her child.
She genuinely wanted to be close to Feng Jin.
"On that day, Young Madam, it was just you and the baby. Your great kindness is something I can never repay. If you ever need my help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."
Feng Jin smiled faintly, "Then thank you, Princess. I will gratefully accept your kind offer."
"Stop calling me Princess, just call me Ning'er. From now on, may I call you Sister?"
"Of course, it would be my honor to be called Sister by you."
This kinship with the Princess was something others couldn't even wish for. It seemed like she had stumbled into a nest of relatives these past two days, with everyone vying to acknowledge her.
"Princess, here is a bottle of medicine for you. After the wound on your abdomen has scabbed over, apply this, and it will definitely not leave any scars."
She still had plenty of medicine from Ling Mo Han. She kept some and offered the rest as a gift.
"Is this the precious Hundred Flower Jade Dew Paste? Did the Young General give it to you?"
Princess Qingping was indeed from the royal family and had seen countless treasures. She recognized what it was with just a sniff.
"How did you know?"
"This bottle of medicine was bestowed upon the Young General by His Majesty years ago. I didn't expect he kept it and gave it to Sister. It seems the rumors in the marketplace are all unfounded. From what I see, the Young General is deeply devoted to you..."
Princess Qingping was unusually teasing. Being with Feng Jin, she naturally relaxed, no longer needing to maintain the pretense of a princess and constantly reminding herself to uphold her dignity.
"Don't tease me anymore. Aren't you hot with the charcoal fire lit in your room, and the windows all tightly shut?"
Just sitting in this room for a while made Feng Jin feel drenched in sweat. Princess Qingping was covered with a blanket and wearing a warm headscarf. How could she stand it?
"Aren't they all saying that one needs to be warm during confinement, to sweat it out so the body can recover well?"
Actually, she didn't understand these things either; it was all handled by the wet nurses.
She was indeed feeling very hot and worried about developing any lingering health problems. That's why she had been enduring it. It was only for a month; enduring it would pass.
"You have an incision, and sweating can cause the wound to become infected and inflamed. If the wound doesn't heal, the inflamed flesh will have to be cut off and re-stitched. That would be a lot of suffering. Quickly have someone remove the charcoal fire, and the room needs to be frequently ventilated to circulate the air, which will prevent illness."
Feng Jin nagged continuously and instructed the maids to move away anything unnecessary.
"The blanket you're wearing is too thick. Change to a thinner one. Everything should be done according to how you feel..."
Just as Feng Jin finished telling the maids about postpartum care, the wet nurse rushed in breathlessly.
"Oh no, oh no, Princess..."
"Wet nurse, what is it? Has something happened to the young master?"
The wet nurse had been taking care of the young master. When she panicked, Princess Qingping's first thought was that the child was in trouble.
"Princess, please forgive me. When I was feeding the young master today, I noticed his eyes had turned golden!"
After speaking, the wet nurse quickly lowered her head and knelt on the ground, trembling.
"What..." Princess Qingping was so frightened she collapsed onto the bed, utterly beside herself. "How can they be golden eyes... This is terrible, terrible..."
Anxiety and fear enveloped Princess Qingping. She calmed herself and asked, "Does anyone else know about this?"
"Princess, the... the young master knows too!"
"You scoundrel! How dare you speak of such a major matter!"
Children with golden eyes were always considered ominous. For the prosperity of the family, children with golden eyes were to be buried alive...
"Princess, please forgive me, Princess, please forgive me!"
Princess Qingping's tears flowed. Her child, her poor child...
"Princess, you shouldn't cry during confinement; it will harm your eyes," Feng Jin advised, as if thinking of something. "Princess, perhaps the child is just ill. Can I see him? Maybe I can cure the child."
"Yes... yes..." Princess Qingping came back to her senses and said repeatedly, "Sister, your medical skills are superb, you must have a way. You must save my child!"
"Alright, don't worry, I will do my best to treat the child!"
Feng Jin patted her shoulder and comforted her softly.
"Wet nurse, please take me to see the young master!"
"Yes, Madam, please follow this old servant."