My son and daughter are both old enough to go to school.

If Emperor Kangxi hadn't been so well-mannered, he might have pointed his finger at Yinreng and scolded him.

Yinreng played happily with his son and daughter. Although he was the one being ostracized by the three chubby little boys, he still had a great time.

After taking a few deep breaths, Kangxi had no choice but to continue being a good grandfather, doting on his child with a kind and gentle expression.

Emperors are so busy that they don't even have time for themselves.

Before long, Kangxi was escorted away by messengers from former court officials.

Yinreng poked Hongsheng's chubby bottom and said to Hongzhao and Tana, "You two take good care of your little brother. I'm going to find your mother."

Tana objected: "Father will take my little brother to play, Hongzhao and I will go and keep Mother company."

"Your mother loves me more than you. She's much happier seeing me than seeing any of you. Don't even think about competing with me for a wife; you can't win." Yinreng stood up, smoothed the wrinkles in his sleeves, tapped Tana's forehead, and said triumphantly.

Tana lost her balance from his finger poking her and staggered back a few steps.

Hongzhao said slowly, "Father isn't afraid that we'll compete with Mother, so why don't you take us with you? Mother said this morning that we are her precious children."

"Nonsense, that's just her teasing you." Yinreng snorted, "Your fourth uncle has been free these past few days, so go and make trouble for him."

Yinreng stormed out of the door in a huff, his demeanor arrogant and domineering.

Tana and Hongzhao whispered to each other, "Father couldn't argue with us, so he ran away in anger."

Hongzhao chimed in softly, "Father is such a big man, yet he still needs Mother to coax him all the time. Let's not bully him anymore, or we'll tire Mother out."

Yinreng, who had turned back halfway through his journey, unfortunately overheard the siblings' rebellious words, and his face darkened.

Whether it's your own flesh and blood or someone coming to collect a debt, just bear with it.

Yinreng glared at Deshun, who was snickering beside him: "Hold the umbrella for me properly, you're walking slower than me. Shut your mouth, and keep your laughter to yourself."

De Shun boldly replied, "This servant has a smiling face, so I can't bear to suffer."

“You dog slaves, have I spoiled you so much that you’ve become so bold? You’ve all been flattering your Master Tong, but you’re not afraid of me at all,” Yinreng said.

De Shun felt completely refreshed after being scolded; even the Crown Prince's scolding was done with an air of grandeur that no one else could match.

"What are we servants? Even if we were all bundled up and piled up like a mountain, we still couldn't compare to you, my lord. Yesterday, that brat Su Jixiang came over and asked me for a piece of fabric, saying that his concubine wanted to make clothes for you." Deshun flattered, taking the opportunity to betray his apprentice.

Yinreng was so happy that he was practically floating on air.

“I am the apple of Xiao Yan’s eye, who can compare to me? Even those younger ones cannot compare to me. I’m just letting them have their way because they are young. In ten years or so, I will kick them out one by one and not let them take a place in Yuqing Palace,” Yinreng said.

“You’re right, sir,” Deshun replied crisply.

When Yinreng went to Nanyuan, he never asked his servants to announce his arrival.

There's nothing to hide; why should outsiders inform the two closest people?

But even if people don't report it, there are still birds.

A black bird with trembling yellow feathers on its head circled in mid-air, shouting, "The Crown Prince is here! The Crown Prince is here! My beauty, the bird is gone."

The black bird that pooped on Yinreng's shoulder five days ago now runs far away whenever it sees its victim, and can't be caught even with a bowl of pine nuts and melon seeds.

"It's a good thing you have someone protecting you, otherwise I would have plucked your feathers long ago and turned you into a bald parrot." Yinreng would never hold a grudge against a bird; he was not a cruel person.

Tong Wanyan walked out of the inner room with a gentle smile, carrying a robe that had just been sewn.