Song Ci dismissed everyone, then sat by the bedside, watching Madam without blinking.
"Tell honestly, do you truly want to send Dan Ge’er over to my place to be raised out of a mother’s love, hoping he can benefit from what you call luck, or are you just annoyed with the child? Disliking his incessant crying?"
Madam’s heart trembled, her eyes dodged a bit, wanting to argue, but under Song Ci’s gaze, she felt exposed.
"Mother, I, I..."
In her anxiousness, she couldn’t finish her sentence, and tears filled her eyes first.
Song Ci frowned, saying: "No need to rush, speak slowly."
Madam took a deep breath and said: "Mother, I’m really a bit irritable. Ever since giving birth, I haven’t had a sound sleep, and sotis I even have nightmares. When Dan Ge cries, I get even more annoyed, and sotis I even think, had I known it would be like this, it would have been better if both he and I were gone at the ti. It would have saved from this annoyance."
Song Ci was sowhat alard. Even if she weren’t a doctor, she could diagnose that Madam might be suffering from postpartum depression.
It’s quite enough; she’s a Pri Minister’s wife, just gave birth, and there are people around to take care of things. How could she have this ailnt?
"Dan Ge doesn’t even reside in your room. If he cries, isn’t that enough in the West Wing?" Song Ci asked, "And those nightmares, what do you dream about?"
Madam chuckled bitterly: "Sotis I can’t sleep, always feeling like he’s crying. As for the nightmares, I often dream of the day of his birth, he..."
Her words halted, a flash of fear in her eyes, "I dream that he didn’t survive, that he blas , so he cries by my side all the ti."
"Nonsense!"
Song Ci sternly scolded, "You’re foolish. Gu Shi, you put so much effort into this child, nearly costing your life. It’s a child you gained through such difficulty, yet you constantly think poorly of him."
Madam’s face turned crimson from the scolding.
"Such a great hurdle you’ve crossed, you should not dwell on that day, lest the thorn in your heart makes you dislike the child."
"Mother, I know I shouldn’t feel this way, it’s tough for both and him, but it’s like I’m cursed, my thoughts often deviate, and when I see him not being soothed, I..." Madam felt extrely ashad, tears welling up in her eyes.
Song Ci sighed and said: "Don’t underestimate the child, he too is a living person with senses. The so-called mother-child bond ans that you and he are the closest people in this world, your emotions would naturally affect him; it’s no wonder he cries."
Madam was stunned for a mont, sowhat at a loss.
Song Ci, looking at her haggard and pale face, said: "You’re still in confinent. If you don’t recuperate well now, you’ll suffer later. There’s no harm in letting Dan Ge stay with until your confinent is over. Your health is most important."
Madam breathed a sigh of relief, just about to express her gratitude, when she heard Song Ci speak again.
"But, don’t regret it later." Song Ci looked at her, "A newborn needs a mother’s love and familiar scent the most. It’s also the best ti to bond. If the closeness isn’t there in the future, don’t regret it."
Madam was a bit taken aback, was there such a saying? But she only felt that Song Ci was exaggerating. How could a newborn understand anything about emotional ties?
Seeing her indifferent attitude, Song Ci couldn’t help but sigh.
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