Chapter 231 Extra Chapter: The Little Prince's Tour of the Qing Dynasty 1

As they watched the countdown on the screen, everyone nervously swallowed. Although the progress bar showed the second option had won by a landslide, no one knew if the screen would change its mind until the very end.

[Ding! Countdown ended! Option 2 won by a landslide, the little prince is being transferred...]

"yeah!"

Yinti couldn't help but scream with joy. At this moment, no one cared about his shrill voice. Everyone's attention was focused on the contents of the sky. So where did the little prince come from?

Everyone looked around anxiously, trying to find the young prince, and Yinreng was no exception.

Just as he was searching around, he suddenly felt a weight in his arms. Before he could even process what was happening, his hands instinctively tightened around it.

Soft and squishy, ​​Yinreng lowered his head and met the eyes of the exquisitely beautiful boy in his arms, whose forehead bore a bright red birthmark. He was instantly overjoyed.

"you……"

"I am Bao Cheng, may I ask who you are?"

A childish yet polite voice rang out, and everyone instantly turned to look – it was the young prince!

Kangxi was shocked and puzzled. Why did the young crown prince fall into Yinreng's arms? Shouldn't he be in Yinreng's arms? The other princes also looked on with the same expression of "Why?"

Meanwhile, the envied Yinreng was in a panic. How should he answer this question? He couldn't very well say that he was an ugly version of himself from another world, could he?

"I am here."

Kangxi seized the opportunity, snatched the young crown prince into his arms, and forced a kind smile at him, saying, "Baocheng, I am your father."

shameless!

At this moment, everyone's thoughts were surprisingly unanimous: If he weren't the emperor... Damn it, even if he were the emperor!

"Father?"

The young prince tilted his head and looked at him with a puzzled expression. While Kangxi was trembling with fear, he reached out his little hand and touched his eyebrows and eyes. "Father, why do you look so much older?"

"puff"

Everyone lowered their heads in unison, pretending that they hadn't been the ones laughing just now.

Looking into the innocent eyes of the young prince, Kangxi couldn't get angry at all. He even couldn't help but doubt himself: was 43 really that old?

"Um... Father Emperor has been busy with state affairs lately..."

Kangxi tried to find an excuse, and the little prince very understandingly touched his brow and pressed his little face against his. "Father, you've worked hard. Then Bao Cheng doesn't want Father to take Bao Cheng out of the palace to play."

Emperor Kangxi's heart was almost melting with tenderness for the young crown prince.

He gently patted the prince's head, and Kangxi quickly realized which time period the little prince had arrived from. "It's alright. Since I promised you, I will definitely take you there."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The young prince smiled happily at him, then turned to look at the crowd in front of the Qianqing Palace. The princes, in particular, asked curiously, "Who are they?"

Ah... Kangxi hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped. How should he explain this?

For once, Yinzhi's mind worked incredibly fast. Connecting the dots with what had happened after the young crown prince left the palace, he strode forward and introduced, "Baocheng, weren't you curious about who your elder brother is? I am your elder brother, Yinzhi!"

"..." The young prince was confused. His gaze swept over Yinzhi's height, and he was shocked: "Big brother, is he that big?"

Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Kangxi glared fiercely at Yinzhi, then turned to look gently at the young crown prince, awkwardly explaining, "Yes, yes, he's the eldest brother..."

At this moment, Yinreng also came over, saying, "I'm your second brother, Yinreng—"

"Second Brother?" The young prince looked at him in confusion.

Just as Yinreng's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of his throat, the little prince opened his arms to him and said, "I like Second Brother, Second Brother, hug me."

In an instant, spring arrived, flowers bloomed, and fireworks lit up the sky. Yinreng beamed with joy, and before Kangxi could react, he picked up the little prince again: "Second brother also likes Baocheng—"

At this moment, Emperor Kangxi was like an old father who had fallen into a vat of jealousy. Before he could even make his move, his other sons had already taken his place.

"Baocheng, I'm your third brother, Yinzhi—"

"I am the fourth brother, Yinzhen—"

...

"Me too, me too!" Yinzhen finally managed to pull Yinxiang to the front. "I am the fourteenth brother, Yinzhen!"

Yinxiang was a little embarrassed, but his eyes still sparkled as he looked at the young prince: "I am... Thirteenth Brother Yinxiang."

At this moment, everyone tacitly agreed that Bao Cheng was the young crown prince's name, completely separating Bao Cheng from Yinreng into two different people, and Yinreng had no objection.

Bao Cheng's mouth dropped open slightly: "So many older brothers?"

His eyes unconsciously glanced at Kangxi, who blushed for some reason.

He used to be proud of having so many children, but when he faced the young crown prince, he felt inexplicably guilty.

It's like one second he's saying "You are my only son," and the next second he's pulling a group of people around and introducing them as "Your own brothers." He's the emperor, but even emperors don't have that kind of shamelessness.

"Your brothers all like Bao Cheng," Yinreng said softly, his face showing no trace of his former pride. "From now on, your brothers will protect Bao Cheng and play with him, okay?"

"Yeah, how about I take you out for fun, like horseback riding?"

"Third brother will teach you to read!"

"Fourth Brother can teach you to write."

"My brother will take you to the capital for a tour."

"I! I can catch crickets for you to play with!"

...

The princes enthusiastically recommended themselves to Bao Cheng, who clung to Yinreng's neck, watching them talk, like a snail tentatively probing the outside world, only slowly peeking out after confirming that there was no harm outside.

He nodded slowly at them.

This small gesture alone brought everyone a pleasant surprise.

"Make way," at this moment, Suo'etu squeezed in, giving Baocheng a "wolf in sheep's clothing" smile, "Baocheng, your great-uncle will show you how to play—"

"Grandpa?"

Bao Cheng looked bewildered. Yinreng immediately picked him up and turned around. It was already annoying enough that a group of brothers were arguing with him, so his uncle shouldn't get involved.

"It's nothing, just someone unimportant."

Soetu was shocked and incredulous. What did the Crown Prince mean by this? Weren't they in cahoots?

Before he could continue speaking, he was pushed out by a group of princes. What business is it of the Hesheli clan on the battlefield of the Aisin Gioro clan?

"Oh"

Mingzhu looked at the disheveled Suo'etu and smiled mockingly. Suo'etu glared at him angrily: "What are you laughing at? If you're so capable, why don't you stay away from Baocheng?"

Mingzhu dusted off her clothes and gave him a disdainful look: "I'm not like you. Why fight over a moment's pride? I'm going to be a capable minister."

Retirement? What retirement?

From this moment on, Nalan Mingzhu is a staunch member of the Crown Prince's faction!