What is the feeling of transmigrating into a novel you wrote yourself?
Yin Qingyi: It's hard to put into words.
What is the experience of transmigrating into a cannon fodder charact...
"Princess, I advise you not to go." Li Zhongde couldn't help but remind his princess, who was about to leave excitedly.
"What do you mean?" Li turned to look at Li Zhongde, the joy in her eyes dimming.
“Although Master has only just returned, he already sent Su Peisheng to Luoxue Pavilion to inform Consort that he is alright. Princess, can’t you see that? If Su Peisheng knew what Consort did, Master would definitely know, but even so, Master still thought of Luoxue Pavilion first. This is enough to prove that all of this was permitted by Master. If you go to Master now, you might displease him.” Li Zhongde carefully explained the reasons to Li Shi.
"...So that's how it is! No wonder that bitch was so arrogant. It was Master's doing. He kept it a secret from all of us and only told that bitch Yin!" Li's expression was quite interesting, turning red and green in turns, before finally settling on jealousy and hatred.
Li Zhongde remained silent.
Luoxuexuan
"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your trouble, Eunuch Su." Yin Qingyi nodded with a smile.
"Then this servant will return to report." Su Xiaobao bowed respectfully and withdrew.
Granny Qi watched from the side, a smile playing on her lips. Her master hadn't visited Luoxue Pavilion for two months. She knew the two masters had quarreled again, but she couldn't say anything. Both were her precious children, and saying anything would break her heart, so she simply kept quiet and pretended not to know. Now, things were fine; her master came to Luoxue Pavilion as soon as he returned, presumably having thought things through.
He said he would come in the evening, but actually Yinzhen arrived at the beginning of Shenshi (3-5 PM) in the afternoon. Yinqingyi was still sleeping at that time, so Yinzhen went to the west room and played with the three children for a while. They hadn't seen him for more than two months, and the three children missed him terribly, so they all climbed on him.
"Father, Father, why haven't you come to see Yue'er for so long? Yue'er has missed you so much." The one-year-old Yue'er hugged Yinzhen's neck and asked in a childish voice. It's hard to believe how her little brain is so clever; she's only a year and a few months old and she's already so eloquent.
"Yes, Father was busy. I came to see you as soon as I finished." Yinzhen felt a little awkward. Could he tell the children that he had a fight with their mother and that's why he didn't come? That would be too damaging to his image in the children's eyes.
"Father, Father, I want to fly!" Etubu stepped forward and grabbed the hem of Yinzhen's clothes.
"Hongyou, wait a minute, your father is still holding your little sister." Yinzhen said to his youngest son in a gentle voice.
“I want to fly too, Ama, I want to too.” Burha also stepped forward.
“Hongxi, you are the older brother, you must be more composed.” When facing Bulha, Yinzhen’s face immediately hardened.
“...Yes.” Bulha replied with a hint of grievance, tears welling in his eyes, but he dared not let them fall.
“Your Highness, Prince Hongxi is still young. Please don’t be too strict with him. Come here, let me hold him.” The old nanny looked at Yinzhen with some disapproval. Hongxi was only a year and a half old. What could such a young child understand about being mature?
“...What the old nanny says is true.” Yinzhen remembered that his son was about the same age as Yue’er and Hongyou after being mentioned by the old nanny. But looking at that face, Yinzhen sometimes forgot the child’s age and subconsciously spoke up.
"Slap! Father is bad!" Yue'er saw her brother's half-crying expression and immediately slapped Yinzhen across the face.
The slap stunned everyone in the room, and for a moment no one made a sound.
"Oh my little darling, come and touch this! Master, please don't be angry with Princess Yue'er. She's just a child and doesn't know any better yet." After a moment of surprise, Granny Naqi quickly reacted and snatched Yue'er from Yinzhen's arms before Yinzhen could even react.
"...Why did Yue'er say Father was bad?" Yinzhen was brought back to his senses by the words of Granny Qi. He reached up and touched his face. This little girl looked small, but she was quite strong. That slap really hurt his face. Although this happened, Yinzhen was not angry. Instead, he asked Yue'er why she said that.
“Father bullied Yue’er’s brother, that’s bad.” Yue’er said in her childish voice, completely unaware of how anxious and upset the old woman holding her was.
"Oh dear, my little princess Yue'er, please stop talking. Master, Princess Yue'er is just a child, what she says shouldn't be taken seriously, shouldn't be taken seriously." Granny Qi was so anxious that she wanted to cover the mouth of the little master in her arms.
"Hahaha, good, good, Yue'er did very well, loving her brothers. My Yue'er is such a clever girl! Don't worry, Granny, how could I be angry with my own daughter? Besides, I'm overjoyed that Yue'er loves her brothers so much." Yinzhen laughed loudly and reached out to take Yue'er from Granny's arms.
"Yue'er, your father was wrong. Your father shouldn't have favored Hongxi over the other. Will your father be alright from now on?" Yinzhen looked at his daughter, who was still angry in his arms, and apologized and coaxed her in a low voice.
"Well, then Yue'er will forgive Father. Father must keep his word." Little Yue'er lowered her head and thought for a while before looking up and saying to Yinzhen very seriously.
"Haha, alright, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond, Father will definitely keep his word." Yinzhen couldn't help but laugh as he watched the little girl speak so earnestly, but he still answered Yue'er's question very seriously.
The voices from the west room eventually reached Yin Qingyi's ears. She was already quite sharp-witted and used to hearing only children's voices in the west room, but today, with Yinzhen's arrival and the sounds of laughter and conversation, she couldn't fall asleep. She got up to check the time and realized it was time to get up.
"Qiuju," Yin Qingyi called out towards the door.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Qiuju immediately pushed open the door and came in.
"Is the master here?" Yin Qingyi asked softly.
"Yes, Master has been here for about 45 minutes. He's playing with the three young masters in the west room." Qiuju stepped forward to help Yin Qingyi up.
"Why didn't you call me?" Yin Qingyi sat in front of the mirror.
"It was Master who told me not to call you, saying that you should rest a little longer, and that you must be tired after these ten days." Qiuju smiled, nothing made her happier than her master caring about her.
Yin Qingyi didn't say anything more. After tidying up, she got up and went out towards the west room. Hearing the children's laughter inside, a smile appeared in Yin Qingyi's eyes. The children had grown up and could recognize people. Yinzhen hadn't come for the past two months, and the three children had asked their father more than once when he would come. She felt a little sad and even thought about whether she should lower herself and go to the front yard to ask Yinzhen for the sake of the three children.