Du Qian's actions of checking the child's Aptitude were observed by the Imperial Concubines nearby.
They also caught the look of disappointment in his eyes, which brought them a slight sense of relief.
“It seems this little fellow won't be a threat for now. That's good, it saves valuable manpower.”
“Currently, the most important ones to deal with are the other Huang'er (Imperial Son)s.”
“Especially those with good Aptitude; they are the biggest threat to my Huang'er (Imperial Son).”
“However, we can't be careless. We still need to send people to personally check to be sure.”
Imperial Concubines with similar thoughts almost all had their own Huang'er (Imperial Son)s, so they were quite concerned about the other Huang'er (Imperial Son)s.
As for those Imperial Concubines without Huang'er (Imperial Son)s, now that the dust had settled, it was not good to make a move against the newborn Huang'er (Imperial Son), lest they incur the Emperor's displeasure.
Therefore, they all put away their little schemes and began to think about what to do next to secure the greatest benefit for themselves... Du Qian didn't pay attention to what these Imperial Concubines around him were thinking.
He had already seen the newborn Huang'er (Imperial Son), so he naturally prepared to go in and see Shu Consort Huang Yarou.
The room inside had been cleaned, and there was nothing that would make one feel uncomfortable.
Du Qian merely glanced around the room before going straight to the bed.
Huang Yarou, who had a very smooth delivery, looked no different from usual on the surface, aside from being a bit pale.
In fact, after a short rest, some would even believe her to be very healthy.
She was now sitting up against the bed, and upon seeing Du Qian enter, she wanted to get up and pay her respects.
As for Du Yun, who was placed beside her, he was quietly lying there, neither crying nor fussing.
If he hadn't already let out a cry earlier, and the midwife had confirmed he was fine, people might have been worried.
Before Huang Yarou could bow, Du Qian raised his hand to stop her, then said gently, “My beloved Consort, you have worked hard!”
“To give birth to a Dragon heir for Us, this is an unparalleled achievement, and We are deeply pleased!”
“Your merit, beloved Consort, We will remember it in Our heart.”
Such pleasantries were spoken almost every time a Huang'er (Imperial Son) was born.
Therefore, the Imperial Concubines who had followed him in didn't react much to these words.
“This Servant thanks Your Majesty for your concern. To be able to give birth to a Dragon son for Your Majesty is This Servant's duty and This Servant's honor. This Servant dares not take credit.”
The two exchanged words like this, Du Qian expressing his concern, and Huang Yarou responding one by one.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be in any trouble, the Emperor didn't stay long in the Vermilion Bird Hall and soon left with his entourage.
The Imperial Concubines who witnessed this scene had various thoughts and also prepared to take their people back to their respective territories.
However, it would seem a bit impolite if they didn't say something before leaving.
So, before the high-ranking Imperial Concubines left, they would more or less say a few words.
“Sister, you have worked hard. This Elder Sister has matters in her palace, so I'll take my leave first. You rest well.”
Ye Wanxi displayed the demeanor of an Empress. After speaking, she didn't wait for Huang Yarou's reply and turned to leave with her people.
The lower-ranking Imperial Concubines of the Empress's faction followed closely, not uttering a word throughout, clearly not having the right to speak.
Unless they wanted to start anew, they would speak for themselves.
Noble Consort Liu Aoqing was accustomed to being arrogant, so she merely glanced at Huang Yarou and said nothing.
She directly led the Imperial Concubines of her faction and walked straight out.
Consort De and Consort Xian exchanged a few pleasantries before each leaving with their own people.
The Nine Concubines were much the same; except for those who formed their own faction, the others had already left with the preceding few.
As for the Imperial Concubines below the Nine Concubines, they had no right to speak at this moment.
They each had their allegiances to avoid being used as cannon fodder, like killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.
However, how many of them were truly sincere was unknown.
After all, if they wanted to rise in rank, they had to find a way to make the high-ranking Imperial Concubines give up their positions.
When most of the Imperial Concubines had left, what remained was Shu Consort's faction.
Their number was not very large, and they were the last to leave.
The reason for their small number was simply that Huang Yarou's Family behind her did not hold much weight in the imperial court, so not many people were willing to follow... After dealing with all the Imperial Concubines, Huang Yarou could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Only then did she have time to look at the quiet Du Yun, and carefully picked him up to examine him closely.
“Is this the Huang'er (Imperial Son) This Palace just gave birth to? Why does he look a bit ugly? He doesn't resemble This Palace at all!”
She spoke words of disdain, yet her eyes were full of affection, making it clear to anyone that she deeply loved her child.
“Reporting to Your Ladyship, newborns are all like this. They will look better when they grow up!” the midwife attending nearby whispered.
“Yes, Your Ladyship, you are so beautiful, Little Mistress should not be bad either.”
Chun Jin, also attending nearby, echoed her words.
“That's true, Your Majesty is so handsome, even if our child is bad, he won't be that bad.”
After speaking, she playfully teased the tiny infant she held in her arms a few times... The reason Du Yun cried out once after birth and then fell silent was that he had things to think about and temporarily didn't want to pay attention to anything external.
If he hadn't been worried that being completely silent would cause unnecessary concern.
He thought that if people suspected something was wrong with him, he wouldn't even bother to cry out that one time.
Only when others confirmed that he was truly healthy did he begin to study his internal condition.
At the very moment he was born, the mysterious seed within him reacted for the first time.
As the Acquired turbid Qi was about to enter his body, the mysterious seed flickered slightly.
It then locked away the Innate Qi nurtured within the mother's body, preventing it from being affected by the Acquired turbid Qi.
It even blocked all the Meridians throughout his body, leaving only a tiny crack to deceive others.
This was to prevent people from concluding that Du Yun was unsuitable for Cultivating, and thus would not have access to Cultivation Technique and resources in this area in the future.
As for when they would be fully unblocked again, that depended on when Du Yun began to Cultivate.
At that time, he could choose freely, which would not affect his future Cultivate speed.
This way, no matter how carefully other Martial Artists checked, they would only conclude that he was a Cultivation waste.
Coupled with the auxiliary function of the mysterious seed, it was very beneficial for hiding his strength, achieving the effect of pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Therefore, Du Yun was quite satisfied and began to lie down peacefully.
This was also why Du Qian found nothing when he examined him.
When the Innate True Qi entered his body, Du Yun felt a warm sensation begin to circulate throughout his body.
He was startled at the time, and many of his conjectures were answered.
“It seems this world is not an ordinary ancient Dynasty. I just don't know if it's low-Martial or high-Martial, or even a great cultivation world?”
“But thinking about it, of course, with my Golden Finger, how could this world be ordinary.”
After only a blurry glance at his father holding him, Du Yun ignored him and continued to study his internal condition.
It wasn't until Huang Yarou began to tease him that he reluctantly opened his eyes to look at his mother.
Since he hadn't yet adapted to the outside light, he could only open a small slit.
So, he couldn't see very clearly, but it was enough.
Through the slit in his eyes, Du Yun began to observe up close.
“As expected of my mom, she's really beautiful. It seems I won't look too bad in this life!”
Du Yun was quite pleased with this and gave Huang Yarou a cute smile.
Huang Yarou, who was already staring at her child, was dazzled by this smile.
She couldn't help but be overjoyed and teased him with even more enthusiasm.
Du Yun also gave his mother Face, letting her tease him for quite a while.
He didn't show the slightest impatience throughout, but rather quite enjoyed it.
If Huang Yarou hadn't been worried that he, having just been born, might be hungry.
She wouldn't have teased him for too long; Du Yun might have stayed in her arms for a while longer.
“How are the wet nurses prepared? Chun Jin.” Huang Yarou said, handing Du Yun to her.
“They are all ready and waiting in the side hall. Do you need me to call them over for Your Ladyship to see?”
Huang Yarou elegantly shook her head: “No need, you can just take the Huang'er (Imperial Son) over!”
“Let him see for himself and choose whichever he likes. That will be the Huang'er (Imperial Son)'s exclusive wet nurse from now on.”
“Yes, Your Ladyship, This Servant will take Little Mistress over now.”
“Mm, remember to protect the Huang'er (Imperial Son) well. Don't let anyone with ill intentions harm him.”
“This Servant understands, please rest assured, Your Ladyship!”
Watching Chun Jin carry Du Yun away, Huang Yarou continued to rest, wanting to recover herself as quickly as possible.