Chapter 1211

Lady Song’s second child had faced the same fate. She had also died before she had turned one month old. Children were very fragile. If even the mother didn’t care for her own child, how could the child possibly grow up without problems?

Ning Shu would boil goat milk every night to feed the child, then wipe down the child. This child was very quiet and always asleep. If she had peed, she’d just mutter a bit. When the wet nurse didn’t pay attention, the child would have to wear the wet diaper for a long time, so her skin would become completely red from the dampness.

Ning Shu sighed. She couldn’t take care of this child at all times. She had no choice but to wait until night to get her something to eat and wiped her down a little.

In any case, Ning Shu didn’t know what Lady Song was trying to do. She had been so ambitious in wanting to give birth to a son, but she wasn’t fated to have a son. She had only given birth to daughters and they had both died before they even became one month old.