Qing Dynasty Consort: The Fourth Prince's Beloved Concubine

A sweet romance novel, focusing on doting early on, followed by exclusive adoration, exclusive adoration, exclusive adoration!

A cold, rigid Fourth Prince with a peculiar thought process meet...

Chapter 645 First Glimpse of Talent

The second and third princes had already returned, and this was the fourth prince's first time back at the Hall of Preserving Harmony. However, the boy was not intimidated. When he was called to His Majesty's side, he did not ask Dongsheng for help and walked steadily to His Majesty's side on his own.

The Fourth Prince sat at the lower end of the table, and just like when the Second Prince and the Third Prince were called up earlier, his gaze followed them the whole time.

He knew that this was Wanwan's first time meeting the emperor, and although he was relieved, he wasn't entirely at ease.

The Fourth Prince was still some distance from the Emperor, so he couldn't hear what the grandfather and grandson were saying. However, his eyesight was good, and he could clearly see his father beckoning to Wanwan from his seat below.

This means we should try to get closer to him.

This was something that neither the second nor the third prince had done; both princes simply answered the emperor's question from a distance.

Naturally, even the children of the third brother stood a little further away to reply, a privilege reserved only for the Crown Prince, Prince Hongxi.

They were quite far apart, and after staring at them for a while, Fourth Master's eyes started to sting.

It seems... to have been a while.

Dong Sheng, who was standing to the side, silently raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Good heavens, he's probably even more nervous than the Fourth Prince above him right now.

The questioning of the Fourth Prince seemed to have gone on for quite a while, and even the Third Prince and the Prince Zhi in front couldn't help but look up a few more times.

Only the Crown Prince remained unmoved, his hand hanging under the table even pressing down on Prince Hongxi sitting next to him.

Hongxi tilted his head, his already handsome face now showing a hint of confusion: "Father?"

The Crown Prince didn't look at him: "Treat Hong... well from now on."

He was referring to the Fourth Prince.

At this time, the Fourth Prince had not yet received a name from his father, the Emperor, and almost gave himself away...

The Crown Prince suddenly found it amusing.

Prince Hongxi was slightly taken aback, but still respectfully nodded in agreement: "Your son understands."

The fourth prince of the fourth uncle's family is only three years old. Even without his father's instructions, he would treat them well. However, he doesn't interact with them much on a daily basis.

After all, only Prince Hongxi is currently studying in the Imperial Study.

The father and son were talking in hushed tones when the Emperor suddenly clapped his hands and laughed. Everyone was watching, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

Prince Hongxi looked up and his pupils contracted slightly.

At this moment, the fourth prince of the fourth uncle's family was practically sitting on his grandfather's lap, a privilege that only the young Prince Hongxi occasionally received.

this……

Before His Majesty, Liang Jiugong quietly stepped forward, added a bowl of milk tea, and handed it to the Fourth Prince.

The Fourth Prince nodded his thanks, then, holding the milk tea, he asked his father in a childish voice if he wanted some.

The Fourth Prince doesn't usually call his maternal grandfather very often, but thanks to Li Chenjiao's early instruction, he spoke very politely this time.

My mother taught me from a young age that, regardless of what to eat or play with, I should ask the elders or women and children, and always make sure that the last one to eat is the one who gets to eat.

His Majesty had only asked some casual questions earlier; scholarly inquiry was secondary, and most of them were routine questions, since the child was still young.

But the child answered fluently and clearly, which was rare. The fluentness was secondary; what was rare was his humility and respect. He was respectful but not fearful, which was truly commendable.

However, His Majesty would not stoop so low as to compete with the Fourth Prince for milk tea.

Seeing this, the Fourth Prince lowered his head and began to drink in small sips.

At His Majesty's signal, Liang Jiugong brought over a small stool.

This is what everyone below saw: the Fourth Prince was closer to His Majesty, but he didn't sit on His Majesty's lap; he just sat in front of His Majesty.

At this moment, the gasps from below reached His Majesty's ears. He glanced down at them indifferently, his brows furrowing slightly.

This means His Majesty is unhappy.

The Emperor had finally found some peace, but when he looked up and saw everyone staring at him intently, he felt spied on and was naturally displeased.

snort.

His sleeve was suddenly tugged, and the Emperor lowered his head to see who dared to be so audacious.

Oh, it belongs to the fourth son's family. This kid drinks pretty fast. Now he's holding an empty cup, staring at it longingly.

The grandfather and grandson looked up and down, respectively.

The Emperor's mood inexplicably improved; the child had a pair of extremely bright and clear eyes.

He waved his hand, signaling Liang Jiugong to add another cup of milk tea for the child.

The Fourth Prince, however, held onto the empty cup tightly, saying, "Greedy eater, change your clothes."

This is a complicated matter. The Fourth Prince is still young, and even after racking his brains, he still stumbled over his words when he came up with this sentence.

Upon seeing this, Liang Jiugong stopped and went to look at His Majesty.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder to himself, this child is really too bold.

The second and third princes in the Fourth Prince's mansion were older, but none of them had such courage. Every one of them would answer honestly when they saw His Majesty. Who would dare to stare directly at His Majesty's face?

The Emperor was naturally not angry; in fact, he found it somewhat amusing, realizing that the boy's words were likely taught by someone close to him...

"Go back to your father." The Emperor waved his hand, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The Fourth Prince stood up and bowed, but he did not leave in a hurry. He lowered his head and took out a small mooncake from the purse he was wearing. It was a small mooncake, probably specially prepared for the children. It was smaller than the Fourth Prince's palm. The mooncake was slightly flattened, but the pattern on it was unusual. It looked like a child.

The Fourth Prince pursed his lips, finally showing a hint of embarrassment: "That... it's me, I..."

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