Yinzhen awkwardly covered his nose and left to wash up. When he returned, he saw Qingyin's tender face sleeping soundly. He gave her a helpless kiss on her fair cheek before holding her and drifting into a sweet dream.

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From a distance of several dozen meters, Emperor Kangxi looked at the little dumpling sleeping soundly on his large bed, a loving smile on his face. He had been having trouble sleeping since he got older, and seeing the little dumpling sleeping so peacefully made him a little jealous. He couldn't resist poking Fupei's chubby little face with his big hand until the child frowned unhappily and then let go.

Emperor Kangxi had raised many children and was very experienced in playing with them. He accurately grasped the boundaries of Fupei's comfort and discomfort. Wearing his undergarments and holding the chubby baby with a milky scent, Emperor Kangxi fell asleep without even realizing it.

When he saw Liang Jiugong's delighted old face the next morning, he was still a little dazed, "What time is it?"

“Your Majesty, it’s just past Chen Shi (7-9 AM) now,” Liang Jiugong said with a smile. His Majesty usually wakes up around Mao Shi (5-7 AM), so this is the first time he’s had enough sleep to wake up at Chen Shi. As His Majesty’s personal eunuch, he naturally hopes that His Majesty can live longer so that his life will be easier.

Having had a good night's sleep, Kangxi felt the fatigue of the past few days lessen, and his face softened with a relaxed ease, losing its usual majesty. He smiled and said, "Is everything alright?"

"Your Majesty, Prince Fupei is playing in the tent next door, and the Ninth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince are looking after him."

Kangxi was somewhat surprised. The Ninth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince? Weren't they the ones who least liked to come near him? Especially the Ninth Prince, who did the worst in his studies and got the most scolding from him, and he least liked to come to him. It was strange that he came to him this time.

Liang Jiugong immediately understood His Majesty's doubts. He had been with His Majesty for a very long time, and if it came to who in the palace understood His Majesty best, he would be second to none.

He said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince said they came to see the Little Prince."

Kangxi nodded, and with the help of his maids, he washed up, dressed, and strode into the tent next to him.

Looking at the large hand still pinching Fu Pei's face, Kangxi looked meaningfully at Yin Tang, who still had evidence left on Fu Pei's face.

Yinzhen never expected that after enduring so much, he would be caught by his father for committing a crime for the first time. He smiled awkwardly and hid the hand that had been pinching Xiao Fupei.

The little dumpling's face was so tender that even a gentle pinch left a red mark. Fu Pei Tuanzi looked innocently at his father, the Emperor, in yellow robes, which made Kangxi feel sorry for him and pick him up directly.

"Such a grown man, yet he doesn't know his limits."

Yinzhen, who was being scolded, dared not utter a sound and lowered his head guiltily. Yinzhen, who was standing to the side, also began to complain to his ninth brother. Why did he hit him so hard? Yinzhen had hit him too quickly and he hadn't had time to stop him. Looking at the red mark on Fupei's face, Yinzhen felt a little sorry for him and regretted not watching Fupei more carefully just now.

The hunting feast didn't end until the third day. Qingyin also made a good friend of the Tenth Prince's wife. The two agreed to go on another trip together when they had time in a few days. Sitting in the carriage on the way back to the mansion, Qingyin, having spent a lot of time with the Tenth Prince's wife these past two days, couldn't help but be curious about who had won the championship at this hunting feast. The hunting feast was based on the number and size of the hunted over three days, and the final ranking was determined by the number of hunted animals. Although she knew that Yinzhen's riding and archery skills were not outstanding and that his chances of winning first place were slim, she didn't intend to expose his weakness. She asked, "Master, who won first place in the hunting feast this time?"

Yinzhen didn't want to praise other men in front of Qingyin, not even his own brother. He paused for a moment, but seeing Qingyin's curiosity, he still revealed who had won first place: "It was Yinzhen. He has always been good at riding and archery, and in terms of fighting, he is indeed comparable to his elder brother. This riding and hunting is indeed very easy for him."

Qingyin thought back for a moment, and indeed, the Fourteenth Prince in every small world was exceptionally skilled in warfare, practically a born general. In her previous life, Yinzhen had indeed given her a lot of help to achieve that level. Thinking that Yinzhen might not want to talk about this for too long, she considerately changed her approach and said to Yinzhen, "Your Highness, I've met the Tenth Prince's wife. May I visit the Tenth Prince's residence sometime?"

His large hand was grasped by Qingyin's delicate little hand. The gesture was not very solemn, but the stunning beauty of Qingyin made it impossible for Yinzhen to refuse. He nodded reluctantly. He already had little time to spend with his wife except when attending court, and now that a Tenth Prince Consort had come, Yinzhen had a million reasons to be unhappy, but he dared not say them in front of Qingyin.

However, seeing Qingyin's delight, he couldn't help but smile. He nervously squeezed Qingyin's small hand back, feeling a little guilty towards her rare happiness. He was busy now and sometimes couldn't take care of Qingyin, unable to take her out to play, which really made him feel stifled. Looking at Qingyin, who was happy just because she could go to the Tenth Prince's wife, Yinzhen kept imagining his wife staying at home, feeling sullen. This made him even more determined to reach the highest position and give his wife the most unparalleled love.

On the way back to the Prince's Mansion, Yinzhen tried to cheer Qingyin up, telling her many interesting stories to relieve her boredom. When they arrived at the mansion, Qingyin smacked her lips, still savoring the wild tales Yinzhen had told her. This made Yinzhen feel even more sorry for her and reinforced his determination to talk to his little wife more often in the future.

Yi Xiu, who was following behind, felt extremely pained. During this time, she had come to understand why the prince had suddenly changed so drastically. She could understand Nian Shilan's face, but she simply couldn't accept it. However, the prince protected her like an iron cage, and she couldn't touch her at all. Helpless and filled with resentment and hatred, Yi Xiu could only return to her own courtyard, still fearing that Qingyin would take away her position as the princess consort.

Afterwards, when the princesses and concubines of the manor returned to greet the prince and saw Qingyin's face, they all changed their ways, no longer being flamboyant, and obediently lived their lives of widowhood. It wasn't that they were dishonest; how could they possibly amuse themselves with such a face? Heaven knows that the Feng princess who entered the manor with Nian Shi is probably still a virgin. If even someone is this miserable, others have no choice but to become indifferent.

These days, Qingyin has been quite free. She usually just takes care of Fupei, but since the hunting banquet incident, the child has often been taken to the palace to be raised by Kangxi. Qingyin no longer has anything to do, so she has become even more idle. Apart from occasionally going to the Tenth Prince's residence and the Tenth Prince's wife to listen to gossip, and picking Yinzhen up from court on time, her life is as regular as that of a modern student.