Chapter 1814 – Daily Life of Mother and Daughter
The Lady Official briefly recounted the interaction between the Eldest and Second Young Lady.
Wei Ci couldn’t help but smile as he listened.
He felt somewhat relieved that this pregnancy had resulted in twins.
The children could grow up together, keeping each other company, so even if their parents were busy and neglectful, they wouldn’t feel too lonely or sad.
From four months old, a Lady Official was there to read and teach them the most commonly used big characters.
By the time they turned ten months, Wei Ci, taking on the role of Teacher, would come over every afternoon to teach for an hour.
Others thought the children were too young to understand anything, but Wei Ci knew their memory was remarkably good.
Even if they didn’t comprehend everything, they could still retain some impressions in their minds, making formal learning much easier in the future.
Wei Ci settled into his seat at the front, with two floor cushions side by side for the two young ladies.
A House Maid came over, holding the children, and placed them on the cushions.
The Old Commander nodded in acknowledgment, while the Eldest gestured at Wei Ci, grinning, “Scare scare!”
Others were puzzled about what “scare scare” meant, thinking it was a code name given to Wei Ci by the Eldest. Only the Old Commander understood.
Once, Jiang Pengji referred to Wei Ci as “Zixiao,” and the waking Eldest had just heard it.
However, since she couldn’t pronounce “Zixiao” correctly, it became “scare scare” instead.
Wei Ci formally bowed to the two girls before beginning today’s lesson.
In an ordinary household, it would already be quite impressive if two ten-month-old babies could sit still without crying or fussing.
Yet, the response from the two young ladies was most peculiar.
They sat quietly, not crying or fussing, their serious expressions suggesting they truly understood.
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Except for the Old Commander, it was impossible for the other infant to comprehend anything.
She simply inherited her mother’s beauty obsession, holding a pure admiration for Wei Ci.
A beautiful person sitting not far away, softly speaking about something— even if she couldn’t understand a word, she could remain calm for an entire afternoon.
Soon, an hour slipped by.
The Old Commander could still nod off gently, while the other had already sunk into a sweet, vigorous slumber.
Wei Ci set down the enlightenment book, rose, and picked up the Eldest in his arms, holding her in a proper manner without waking her.
“Princess Yan, allow me to carry you back to your room for a rest.”
Wei Ci kindly asked the child’s opinion.
The Old Commander, with her max-level acting skills, naturally wouldn’t reveal that she understood, merely nodding off slowly.
Wei Ci took her response as a yes and carefully cradled the two treasures in his arms.
Although he was the children’s teacher, being a “male outsider,” he had to conduct everything under the watchful eyes of both the Lady Official and the House Maids.
After placing the children down, he stood to leave, giving instructions to the Lady Official about what the princesses needed to review.
The Lady Official noted everything down before he departed.
Once Wei Ci left, the young Lady Official couldn’t help but exclaim, “Mr. Wei treats the two young ladies exceptionally well.”
Despite being incredibly busy with work, he still managed to carve out an hour each day to teach the children, come rain or shine— something even their father couldn’t achieve.
The House Maid replied, “There are many who treat the princesses well; isn’t it expected for a minister serving under the Lord?”
If one were to pinpoint the truly generous, it would be Qi Guanrang from a year ago, who offered his very country in Zhong Zhao as a gift.
For a minister to do such a thing for a ruler reflects a bond too deep to be simply described as “good.”
The Lady Official realized she had misspoken and quickly sought to remedy her words.
Drowsy, the Old Commander couldn’t help but pout at this remark.
Wasn’t he just the biological father?
When Jiang Pengji returned, the two young ladies were nearly asleep.
“Rin rin.”
Princess Lian opened her sleepy eyes, leaned toward Jiang Pengji and sniffed, then reached out for a hug.
“Did you behave today? Just look at you sleeping so soundly, your cheeks all marked and drooled!”
Jiang Pengji gently cuddled her eldest daughter, and at this time, the Old Commander also woke up, rubbing her eyes.
The House Maid brought over a basin of warm water to clean the faces of the two young ladies, washing away their drowsiness.
“Are you hungry? Should I ask someone to bring food?”
This was directed at the Second Young Lady, who understood but couldn’t express herself well, making communication with the Old Commander much easier.
Of course, she was hungry!
The Old Commander opened her half-sleeping eyes, yawning to awaken a bit more.
The children had specially made dining tables, tailored to their height and size.
Since they couldn’t use chopsticks, they employed specially designed wooden spoons that were lightweight and easy to grip.
The twins’ dining tables were set side by side, with identical food on their plates.
The Old Commander handled her spoon with skill, and though sometimes she shook and touched her nose, ninety-nine percent of the food still made it to her belly.
The Eldest, however, didn’t perform as well.
Despite that, she tried hard to use the spoon, and when she couldn’t manage, she buried her face in the basin: з
The nearby House Maid could only watch with concern, not daring to help.
Which child born to nobility wasn’t attended to by dozens of servants?
Not to mention having ten-month-old infants learn to feed themselves— even children a few years older were still fed by House Maids.
Let alone not being full and having to shove her face into the basin.
Jiang Pengji was far too strict with the children.
Naturally, these thoughts had to be kept buried deep down, not even allowed to surface in dreams.
Eating a meal resembled going into battle, as Jiang Pengji fetched a napkin to wipe the mess off the children’s faces. When it was time for the Second Young Lady, she coldly rejected.
A true big boss never allowed anyone to wipe her mouth, just like how she never looked back at explosions after causing trouble.
“You’re my daughter now, no need to be so aloof!”
The Old Commander remained unfazed.
“Servants are trained to gauge one’s status; you’re not the eldest, and if you keep ignoring me, what about the servants’ treatment?”
The Old Commander couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
If the household head doesn’t regard the children much, would the servants forget their duties and step over the little masters? That would merely reflect the incompetence of the household head. Such nonsense might work in novels as excuses for lousy parents, but it wasn’t cutting it here.
Jiang Pengji, helpless, decided to pull out the big guns.
“I want to know where the spirit within the God-slaying knife went?”
The elegant motion of the Old Commander stopping to wipe her face caused her chubby little infant face to stiffen.
Jiang Pengji smiled brightly as she rubbed the Old Commander’s ear.
The soft ears felt just like her oldest daughter’s.
“Good girl, what should you call me?”
The Old Commander pondered for a moment, tossing aside the napkin, reaching out toward Jiang Pengji, wanting a kiss, a hug, and some “moe moes.”
Jiang Pengji seized the moment to pick her up, whispering in her ear.
“Is this your limit for keeping your composure?”
“Using the child to blackmail me is just as disgraceful as me using Wei Ci to threaten you one day!”
The “mother-daughter” conversation was kept at an almost inaudible volume, even if others were watching, they would merely assume their relationship was affectionate.
Unbeknownst to them, the sparks flying in their exchanged glances were anything but friendly.
“In due time, I’ll be leading troops to attack Beiyuan, and Rin’er will be left in your care. Be sure to do well.”
Jiang Pengji patted the chubby little bottom of a certain infant, drawing a piercing glare from her.
“Why not take me with you?”
“Zixiao isn’t accompanying the army this time; he wants to stay behind to care for you.” Jiang Pengji chuckled, “If I take you, how will the enemy fall into the trap?”
The Old Commander scoffed, “I got it.”
