As if performing a task, he kissed and hugged each of them before finally putting down the last child.

Seeing Yinzhen increasingly turning into a stay-at-home dad, Qingyin couldn't even imagine how haggard he would be taking care of the children in the future. Thinking of the boundless energy of her own children in the past, Qingyin couldn't help but shudder. She decided to let the children's biological fathers and grandmothers take care of them.

Winter is gradually passing, and spring is quietly arriving.

Qingyin also received good news from her friend Guo Luoluo Minghui—she was pregnant.

Qingyin was somewhat happy for her. The Eighth Prince's household had a favored concubine who wasn't very warm towards her. She hoped that the concubine would be blinded by jealousy, but that was difficult in ancient times.

But the radiant Minghui persevered. Unlike before, she no longer yearned for the Eighth Prince. She remained clear-headed and true to herself, living a simple and happy life while still being able to have the primary wife.

Qingyin was very happy for her, but unfortunately she was in postpartum confinement and couldn't see her.

However, Minghui sent her many nourishing foods to replenish her blood and qi, as well as a warm letter.

Qingyin found it somewhat amusing to read the enthusiastic words in the letter. Minghui was still as warm and kind as a young girl. The letter even included a note promising to bring the children to visit the beautiful quadruplets together in the future. The tone was full of praise for Qingyin's quadruplets, basically saying that her best friend was amazing for being able to give birth to quadruplets, who must be just as beautiful as her.

Yinzhen, standing next to Qingyin, glanced at the envelope and said, "No matter how much Minghui envies her, she can't be as good-looking as our child. Her child looks like her, but definitely not as good-looking as our child."

Qingyin: "Master~"

Yinzhen's words were so irritating that Qingyin suddenly understood why her master had such a bad image for so many years.

"Okay, I won't say anything more, but our son looks just like Rou'er, he's definitely the most beautiful baby in the world."

Zeng Li and He Zhu, who were standing behind him, nodded straight.

They had never seen a child more beautiful than the four little masters. With their big, watery eyes and chubby, fair skin, no one could resist such adorable little babies.

A month later, the full-month celebrations for the children were successfully held by Yin Tang.

Previously, Consort Yi had taken pity on Qingyin during her postpartum period, and the weather was cold. Now that the weather is comfortable, she no longer needs to refuse.

The news from Consort Yi in the Qianqing Palace naturally reached his ears as well. Kangxi paused in his grip on the pen, turned to Liang Jiugong, and said, "I haven't been to Consort Yi's place in a long time, have I?"

Liang Jiugong smiled and remained silent; His Majesty did not need his answer.

"Then let's go see Consort Yi." Kangxi put down his brush and thought of the auspicious quadruplets. Some time ago, because it was the cold winter, Consort Yi did not summon Lin and the children to the palace. As the imperial grandfather, he would naturally not bypass Consort Yi to summon those children. Thinking of the quadruplets he was going to see for the first time, Emperor Kangxi quickened his pace.

At Yikun Palace, Qingyin and the others arrived. Consort Yi looked at her daughter-in-law, who hadn't changed at all due to childbirth, and nodded happily. Pregnant women often suffer from physical ailments, which can make them look somewhat haggard. Seeing Qingyin's rosy complexion, she felt relieved and then turned her gaze to the blue swaddled baby in Qingyin's arms. On the side, Yinzhen also stepped forward and proudly displayed the two swaddled babies in his arms, along with little Hongji, who was being held by Zeng Li.

"Mother, isn't the grandson your son gave you handsome?"

Consort Yi, somewhat annoyed by her son's smugness, took the blue swaddle from Qingyin's arms and said, "Did you give birth to that? Isn't our Arou pretty?"

"Hehe, it's only natural that Rou'er and the children are beautiful." Yin Tang chuckled foolishly, his usual shrewdness and ruthlessness in business gone, replaced by a silly air.

Consort Yi ignored him, her mind entirely focused on the children. "Oh my goodness, my grandsons are so handsome."

Consort Yi looked left and right, unable to suppress her desire to hug and kiss her grandson. She only regretted that she only had two hands and could not hold both of her grandsons at the same time.

Reluctant to put down the little darling in her arms, Consort Yi smiled so broadly that her eyes disappeared and said, "Arou, what is the number of children in my arms? He looks just like you. He will definitely be a popular young nobleman in the capital in the future."

Before Qingyin could answer, Yinzhen winked at her and laughed, "The eldest son, Hongzheng, is in Mother's arms. The second son, Hongzhang, looks exactly like the eldest. To my left is the third son, Hongxiang, and to my right is the fourth son, Hongji. They quarrel as soon as they're separated, but they're well-behaved when they're together. And the speed at which they nurse is incredible! Four wet nurses simply aren't enough for them. I'm starting to wonder if they'll bankrupt my family..."

When Yinzhen started talking about the funny stories of his four little princes, he became more and more excited as he shared the joy of taking care of his four chubby sons with his mother.

Consort Yi listened with great interest, and the group was engrossed in the amusing stories told by Yinzhen. If Qingyin hadn't suddenly turned her head, they wouldn't have noticed that Kangxi was secretly listening to his chubby grandson's tale.

Because Qingyin became the primary consort, she had to change her address to the emperor as "Father Emperor".

"Your daughter-in-law/Your subject greets Your Majesty."

"...Greetings, Your Majesty. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace." Following Qingyin's respectful greeting, the surrounding palace maids, as well as the quick-witted Consort Yi and Prince Yintang, echoed her sentiments.

Before they could even perform their greetings, Kangxi quickly stopped them.

"No need for formalities. You are at your mother's house, which is like being at home. You can hold the baby without feeling awkward."

Consort Yi rolled her eyes inwardly. His Majesty really thought too much. He brought his grandson to pay his respects to him, and she only slightly bent her knees as a formality. Who would actually pay his respects to him?

Listening to Yinzhen's introduction, Kangxi walked closer and saw that the four chubby little babies were not frightened by the commotion. They blinked their bright eyes at him, and their cute little faces immediately won over the elderly Kangxi.

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