Yinreng glanced at Consort Yi, who was deeply in love with Emperor Kangxi, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

His birth mother died early, and he had little feeling for the concubines in the harem. Only a few high-ranking concubines had more contact with him and he had some courtesy towards them.

Apart from the already deceased Uya clan, he had no ill feelings towards Consort Yi, Consort Wenxi, and others.

If he were to successfully ascend the throne, he would not hesitate to grant Consort Yi a good ending, out of consideration for the fifth and ninth princes.

Now that Grandfather seems to be almost fully recovered, why not take advantage of the good weather and hold a flower viewing party? It would also give those important officials from the previous dynasty a chance to see Grandfather, putting their minds at ease and saving them from sending people to inquire about him all the time, which only adds to Father's troubles.

Yinreng glanced at Consort Yi, whose smile had returned to her face, stood up and stepped forward, saying, "Now that Father Emperor's health is gradually recovering, why don't we hold a flower-viewing banquet in a few days, so that the ministers can see Father Emperor's current condition?"

Consort Yi thought this was a good idea and looked at Emperor Kangxi excitedly, "Your Majesty, I think this is a good idea. It will save people outside from always worrying about Your Majesty's condition."

Emperor Kangxi found this statement reasonable.

Although I have recovered a lot, it will still be a long time before I can attend court again.

If we don't see those old guys for a long time, it's inevitable that they'll become suspicious.

"I'll leave this flower viewing party to Consort Yi. I hope there won't be any more mishaps this time."

Consort Yi's face lit up with joy upon hearing this. "Your Majesty, I will obey your decree. I will certainly make sure this flower-viewing banquet is a success."

After returning from the Qianqing Palace, Hongxi was so exhausted that he collapsed onto the bed.

Zhang Quan looked at him with some confusion and asked, "Master, what's wrong? Should I go and fetch the imperial physician?"

Hongxi was speechless. "I'm just tired and want to lie down for a while. Why bother calling the imperial physician? Go outside and keep watch. Don't come in unless I call you."

Zhang Quan naturally dared not refute, and bowed and scraped as he walked out, closing the door behind him.

Hongxi rested for a while before sitting up.

Many things happening now are similar to those in my previous life, but some individual things are different.

These may seem like minor issues at first glance, but as time goes by, they will all become major events that can change the course of history.

[Uncle Nine's defection to Father's side is a major event.]

It's also a significant thing that Ama and Royal Grandfather have maintained a fairly good relationship.

Given the current situation, it's unlikely that Amar will be deposed.

[So, I won't be a prince in the future, but the crown prince?]

Hongxi was lost in thought and didn't notice that there was someone standing outside the door.

Yinreng stood at the door, quietly listening to Hongxi's inner rant. Zhang Quan wanted to make a sound to remind his master, but He Yuzhu stopped him with a look.

Yinreng knew that every crown prince would have that desire to rise to the top after coming of age.

He used to have it too.

But ever since I heard that I would be crippled, I've become more open-minded about many things.

In addition, his recent involvement in handling court affairs for the old man has given him the idea of ​​finding another way to make a living.

The old man became emperor, working himself to the bone to manage the Qing Dynasty's empire.

He is the crown prince. Although he doesn't have absolute power, he can still live a leisurely and carefree life. Isn't that good enough?

Why are you in such a hurry to get that seat?

What's the point of sitting on the throne? Every day, I'd be working myself to the bone like the Emperor, attending court and reviewing memorials. It's not as comfortable as I am now.

Yinreng walked towards the study with his hands behind his back. If the old man could live a few more years in good health, it wouldn't be impossible to pass the throne to Hongxi when he was a little older.

He was, after all, a person who had lived a second life, and he understood many things. Letting him be emperor would allow him to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune.

Hongxi had no idea that, just as he was preparing to live a life of leisure, someone actually wanted to pass the throne directly to him.

"Master, are you still sleeping?"

Zhang Quan tiptoed in after Yinreng left.

"No, what's wrong?" Hongxi turned over; he couldn't sleep at all.

"His Highness the Crown Prince just arrived. It seems he came to see me, but for some reason he stood at the door for a long time without coming in."

Hongxi sat up abruptly. "Where is Father?"

Seeing that Hongxi was in a hurry to put on his shoes and get out of bed, Zhang Quan immediately said, "He's already gone."

Hongxi stopped what he was doing, looking somewhat bewildered.

Since Ama came looking for him, why didn't he come in?

He was certain he hadn't been muttering anything in the room.

"What was that expression on Father's face just now?"

Zhang Quan recalled, "At first he looked calm, then he looked deep in thought, and he even frowned when he left."

Hongxi was even more confused.

"Sir, why don't you ask the eldest prince?"

Hongxi thought about it and decided it was a good idea, so he got up and headed towards the prince's residence.

Hongyu has moved to the Prince's Residence, where he has been living very comfortably since the Fourteenth Prince left.

When Hongxi entered, he saw Hongyu sitting under a tree with a young man, drinking tea and playing chess. Upon seeing him, Hongyu waved happily, "Hongxi, come here quickly."

Hongxi walked over with his hands behind his back.

The man playing chess with Hongyu immediately stood up and bowed, saying, "This servant, Qi Linfeng, son of Qi Shiwu, Minister of Justice, pays his respects to the Second Prince."

Hongxi seemed to have some impression of the boy in front of him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Qi Linfeng spoke first: "If the Second Prince finds me somewhat familiar, it's probably because I saw the First Prince and the Fourteenth Prince fighting during the martial arts class. That time, I went to the Qianqing Palace to find the Emperor when I saw that things were not going well."

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