The only son who could act coquettishly and obediently in front of Emperor Kangxi was Yinreng, who at most became a half-prince.

The other princes and princesses only knew how to flatter Kangxi. If they sensed his displeasure, they would immediately cower and remain silent. So timid, how could they possibly take advantage of him and cause a scene if he disagreed?

Ruler and father, the ruler comes first.

Yinzhi came excitedly, but left dejectedly.

When Prince Zhi found out, he was so happy that he slapped his thigh and ate an extra bowl of rice that day.

They deserve it. If they aren't taught a lesson, they'll never know their place.

Who is the Crown Prince? He can keep an eye on him all day long. Even if someone bullies the Crown Prince, only he, as the eldest brother, can do so.

The relationship between Prince Zhi and Yinreng was just that awkward.

Yinzhi returned to his quarters dejectedly. His wife, the Eighth Prince's wife, felt extremely distressed when she saw his listless appearance.

"Didn't Father Emperor agree?" the Eighth Prince's wife asked bluntly.

Yinzhi lay on the chaise longue in her room, his eyes closed, looking very tired.

“It’s good that you can’t go. I’m also reluctant to see you leave the capital.” The Eighth Princess squatted down, took his hand, and pressed it against her face.

Yinzhi murmured, "Father Emperor favors the Crown Prince, favors my eldest brother, and even values ​​my fourth brother, who was disliked when we were young. But he only sees me, only I, despite my hard work."

“Fingers may be long or short, but they are all flesh and blood. Father Emperor also values ​​my son. I still remember when my son was thirteen, he tested a tribute horse for Father Emperor, and Father Emperor praised his riding skills in front of the civil and military officials.” The Eighth Prince’s wife said with admiration, “At that time, I thought, I wish I could marry someone like that.”

Yinzhi, who hadn't smiled since entering, finally broke into a smile.

“Father has many sons, and you are just one of them, so it’s normal for him to be biased. In the end, it’s not as good as your ninth or tenth brother, who have a powerful maternal clan. You are very fortunate that Father betrothed you to me. With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?” Yinreng pulled on the Eighth Prince’s hand and dragged her onto the chaise longue.

The couple laughed and joked together, as if they had completely dispelled the anger they had suffered at the hands of Emperor Kangxi.

It was just a minor incident, and Yinreng didn't take it to heart at all after hearing about it.

He was neither worried about it nor happy about it.

He is an insignificant person who cannot evoke any strong emotions in him.

Instead of wasting his free time, he should spend more time with his beloved.

Ever since they decided to have another child, Yinreng has been working incredibly hard, like he's been injected with adrenaline.

Unsurprisingly, during the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner in the fragrant season of osmanthus blossoms, Tong Wanyan couldn't help but gag at the smell of drunken crab.

Throughout the palace, many people were staring at Tong Wanyan's belly.

Even when the Grand Consort retrieved Tong Wanyan's slimming recipe, she subtly hinted that she could get pregnant again.

"Quickly summon the imperial physician!" The Empress Dowager was so excited she almost jumped off her seat.

Yinreng belatedly realized what was happening and said, "Quickly remove the crabs and the wine too."

The imperial physician on duty was dragged along at a jog.

Seeing the reactions of everyone at the banquet, he immediately understood what was going on.

With a flick of his goatee, the imperial physician walked briskly to Tong Wanyan with a beaming smile.

The bowing and pulse taking were performed in one smooth motion.

"The concubine is pregnant," the imperial physician confirmed, listening to her pulse.

"reward!"

The repeated exclamations of "appreciation" made the imperial physician so happy he almost lost his bearings.

On what should have been a time for family reunion during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he had to take turns on duty in the palace. He was all alone, pounding medicine, looking more pitiful than the rabbits in the Moon Palace.

It seems that he accumulated good fortune by burning incense and praying to Buddha recently.