When Yinreng woke up again, he saw Kangxi sitting by the bed with his head down, muttering something. Several of his brothers were kneeling not far away, all with complicated expressions.

“Father Emperor…” A soft voice resounded in Kangxi’s ears like thunder. He looked up abruptly at Yinreng, whose face was pale, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Baocheng, you've finally woken up." Emperor Kangxi wept bitterly, tears streaming down his face, as he grasped Yinreng's hand.

The other brothers were overjoyed to see Yinreng wake up and called out "Second Brother" to him.

Yinreng was momentarily confused. He looked at Kangxi, then at his kneeling brothers, and forced himself to ask, "Why are you all kneeling?"

Kangxi, without batting an eye, casually replied, "They are all praying for you."

Hongxi, squeezed into a corner, sighed silently.

[It's because Grandfather suspects that his uncles have used witchcraft to frame Father, causing him to remain in a coma. That's why they've been kneeling. They've been kneeling for three days now, and the concubines in the harem, sensing something is wrong, are also kneeling outside the palace.]

Yinreng was somewhat embarrassed.

"Father, I'm already awake, so there's no need for the brothers to pray for me."

Kangxi glanced at the crowd kneeling behind him for three days and reluctantly waved his hand, "Get up and go back."

The brothers helped each other to their feet, thanked Kangxi, and then gathered around the bed to visit Yinreng.

Everyone's face was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster, but Yinzhen's eyes reddened as he looked at Yinreng.

Yinreng smiled at him, "Fourth brother, take the brothers back to rest. I'll invite you all over for a drink when I feel better."

Yinzhen knew that he was just recovering from a serious illness and was really not in the energy to deal with these people, so he nodded in agreement and left with a few brothers.

Kangxi then gave Liang Jiugong a wink, and the man immediately ran out of the palace, presumably to let the ladies of the harem return first.

"Father, your son misses you so much." Only when the room was quiet did Hongxi dare to approach.

When Yinreng saw that Hongxi's face was flushed, he finally felt relieved and reached out to hug him, but found that his outstretched hand had no strength at all.

Upon seeing this, Hongxi rushed into Yinreng's arms, "Father..."

"Don't cry, be good." Yinreng patted Hongxi and smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing the father and son like this, Kangxi felt that the brat hadn't even hugged him, but had hugged Hongxi instead, which made him very unhappy.

When Hongxi got up, he noticed the displeasure on Kangxi's face and couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

[Judging from the way Grandpa looks at him, he's definitely jealous.]

Just as Yinreng was about to say that he wanted to take a nap, he heard a voice. He looked up in the direction of Kangxi and was surprised to find that the old man had more white hair at his temples and looked much more haggard.

"Father, hug me." Yinreng reached out and acted coquettishly.

Kangxi pursed his lips and froze. After realizing what was happening, he immediately hugged Yinreng back, his eyes welling up with tears again. "Baocheng... Father is really worried. I'm so afraid you won't wake up. If you don't wake up, Father will make all your brothers pay with their lives."

Yinreng...you should treat your brothers better in the future.

Father has been in a coma for over ten days. Grandfather stays by his bedside day and night, ignoring all advice from others. Even the Empress Dowager's pleas and the ministers' desperate remonstrances are ineffective.

Two of the censors had already died; it was only through the combined efforts of Suo'etu and Mingzhu that the court was stabilized.

Yinreng's eyes welled up with tears again, and he used all his strength to hold Kangxi's arms.

In this life, his imperial father seems to really care about him.

"Father, I will take good care of you from now on and never leave you. As long as Father does not despise me, I will never leave you."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could Father Emperor possibly dislike Baocheng?"

Hongxi sighed silently as he watched the father and son hugging each other, both crying.

In their past life, they both loved each other, but various reasons prevented them from doing so. Even on their deathbeds, they thought of each other, unable to let go. May they find peace in this life.

Yinreng silently vowed in his heart that no matter what happened in this life, he would never throw a tantrum at Kangxi, and even if the other party suspected him, he would patiently explain everything.

In the days that followed, although Emperor Kangxi no longer lived in Yuqing Palace, he would still come over for a stroll every day after court.

After finishing his studies at the palace school, Hongxi would visit Yinreng and tell him about what had happened during that time.

"During the days that Father has been in a coma, everyone in the harem is living in fear. The servants of Yuqing Palace are praying to Heaven every night for you to wake up soon."

Having just drunk a bowl of bitter medicine dregs, Yinreng was somewhat incredulous. "You think I'm stupid for lying to me?"

Hongxi chuckled, "Before you woke up, Grandfather had already killed five imperial physicians and, incidentally, all the servants around you except He Yuzhu."

Yinreng clicked his tongue in amazement.

The old man's habit of killing people when he gets angry is really bad.

"The Emperor also sent troops to surround all the uncles' residences, and the inner city is in a state of panic."

Yinreng felt a little embarrassed, and when he thought about how he had made his brothers kneel for three days, he felt more and more sorry for everyone.

He beckoned He Yuzhu over and distributed rewards to the brothers who had been kneeling for three days.

Consider it compensation.

I also heard that several high-ranking concubines, including Consort Yi and Consort Wenxi, were reprimanded by the old man several times because of his illness. Those concubines of lower rank who tried to curry favor by visiting him were even punished by being made to kneel outside the palace, losing all face.

"Hongxi, later have your mother take you and Wenxi to apologize to Consort Wenxi and Consort Yi respectively. Remember to bring plenty of gifts."

Hongxi handed Yinreng a piece of candied fruit, "Father, don't worry. Grandfather just finished scolding, and Mother went to apologize right afterward. She just didn't go to those heartless little concubines."

Yinreng chuckled, "You brat, you still hold a grudge about this."

"That's right, daring to come to Yuqing Palace to curry favor is just asking for trouble."

Looking at Hongxi's domineering expression, Yinreng felt truly gratified.

"It's not a good sign that my son and I have both fallen ill. I'll have Suo'etu take you to Fahua Temple to pray and drive away the bad luck."

Upon hearing that he could leave the palace, Hongxi jumped for joy.

"Father, can my son bring my older brother and sister along?"

Yinreng nodded, "You can all go together and have some fun outside for a day."

"Father, when can we go out?"

Seeing his eagerness, Yinreng couldn't help but tease him, "This still needs to be asked of your Grandfather. If your Grandfather doesn't agree, it won't work."

Hongxi immediately pouted.

Yinreng couldn't bear to see his son like this.

"Alright, Father will handle the conversation with Grandfather. You all prepare yourselves. We should be able to leave in the next few days."

Hongxi cheered happily, put down the dried fruit, and ran out. Yinreng cursed inwardly for being heartless.