The Imperial Concubine's Escape: The Adorable Baby Has a Waiter for a Father

Chapter 7: The Abandoned Wife, the Useless Nine Heavens Immortal, and the Tsundere Concubine, the Scorpionic Sister 3

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Based on her experience from watching TV dramas, Cheng Qianqian knew that a failed concubine's next move would be to employ various schemes. It seemed she still needed to be cautious.

Even if not for herself, she had to consider this little cutie. Cheng Qianqian lowered her head slightly, looking at the little thing with tender affection: "Mother will cherish you."

Nanfeng babbled incoherently—who knew if he was responding to Cheng Qianqian.

After Ru Yan walked far away, Cheng Qianqian held the little milk baby. "Baby's hungry. What should Mother get you to eat in a bit?" A baby this small would only drink milk. She'd never even had a boyfriend, and now she'd directly been promoted to wet nurse?

"Eat nai-nai." Nanfeng blinked his eyes. Mother is so muddle-headed. When he's hungry, he naturally wants to eat nai-nai.

*[Nai-nai = breast milk/baby talk for milk]*

Cheng Qianqian instantly felt black lines all over her head. Eat nai-nai? Absolutely not. Firmly not. She remembered Ru Yan calling the maidservant outside the door—her name seemed to be Yu Yue. Thinking of this, Cheng Qianqian called out: "Yu Yue, come in."

Yu Yue answered and immediately walked in, kneeling before her bed. "Wangfei, please instruct." Though her face showed utmost respect, it seemed to lack something. Right now, Cheng Qianqian couldn't be bothered to think too much—she just wanted to quickly get some food for the little one.

"Tell the kitchen to prepare some food for the little master. He's grown; he should learn to eat meals." Cheng Qianqian's face burned. Having her breastfeed—she'd rather be killed.

"Wangfei, the Little Prince is very young, his stomach delicate. He cannot eat solid food yet." Yu Yue hesitated. The Wangfei had always breastfed the Little Prince herself. Why wasn't she feeding him today?

"Forget it, forget it. You may withdraw." Cheng Qianqian was a bit dumbfounded. This Yu Yue didn't seem to listen to her. Forget it. She should leave this Wangfu as soon as possible. She'd take the Wangye's money and live in seclusion in the city.

*[Wangfu = Prince's mansion/residence; Wangye = Prince; "Great seclusion hides in the city" = idiom for living anonymously in a bustling place]*

Cheng Qianqian dismissed Yu Yue, then gently poked Nanfeng's little nose. "Little thing, no one's taking care of you, huh?" The only one she could call in was Yu Yue, and Yu Yue simply didn't listen to her.

Fine. She'd breastfeed. She couldn't just let the little thing starve.

Nanfeng looked expectantly at his mother. Others didn't care for him because they weren't his mother. He was so hungry. He wanted to eat nai-nai.

"Don't rush." Thinking of what she was about to do, Cheng Qianqian's mind went *boom* with a loud bang. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her hand unconsciously reached for her clothes, slowly unfastening her lapel to reveal her snow-white, full breasts.

A heat rose from somewhere, steaming her face hot. Her head felt a bit dizzy.

Next, what to do next?

She'd never even had a boyfriend, and now she had to film this R-rated scene.

Cheng Qianqian felt her current movements were completely out of her control.

Seeing his meal, the little thing didn't stand on ceremony. He brought his pink little mouth over. The scent of milk in his nose made little Nanfeng not notice his mother's face full of shame. He immediately latched onto his mother's nipple and began sucking intently, his mouth smacking continuously. Cheng Qianqian's body stiffened, not daring to move. Waves of tingling, numbing sensation came from her chest.

So real... she was breastfeeding.

Damn, what kind of situation is this? Cheng Qianqian's stiff body gradually softened. She'd never been so at a loss. The arms holding the little thing went weak.

The little thing's smacking and swallowing sounds filled her eardrums.

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