Rebirth of Yinreng: My Father Heard My Inner Voice

Hongxi died during the Qianlong era. In one lifetime, he was reborn and returned to the time when he was a baby.

Living again, he decided to use the information he had gathered from his past ...

Chapter 2 The Simple-minded Prince

The fact that Hongxi was personally raised by Yinreng caused a great sensation in Yuqing Palace.

The Crown Princess, of the Guarjia clan, visited several times, each time offering to help raise the child, saying that it was inappropriate for His Highness the Crown Prince to raise the child personally.

But they were all sent away by Yinreng.

At this moment, Hongxi was lying on the small bed, his big eyes looking around.

Although he had become Amma's son again, this was Amma's front yard, which was not very familiar to him.

After all, in his previous life he was raised by other concubines and did not enjoy the same favor he has now.

"Your Highness, the Prince of Zhi has arrived!" A loud voice shouted as soon as He Yuzhu finished speaking.

"Second brother, I heard you're going to raise your son yourself?"

It's a real shame my uncle has such a loud voice; he should be a professional opera singer.

Yinreng, who had just stood up from his desk, almost stumbled and fell to the ground. His eyes involuntarily turned to the culprit in the small bed, and he couldn't help but shake his head and rub his forehead.

"Second brother, where's the child? Let me see him."

Yinti walked straight to the small bed, followed by eunuchs who directed the palace maids to hand over the gifts they had brought to He Yuzhu one by one.

So, Hongxi was startled by the sudden appearance of a large face in the blink of an eye.

To say I was startled was an understatement; I was only stunned for a moment.

"Ahhhhh..." Hongxi waved his little hand at Yinti, his smile sincere and cute.

Actually, my uncle is a very good person. His opposition to my father wasn't about vying for the throne, but rather about winning my grandfather's favor.

Yinreng raised an eyebrow.

Isn't it a fight for the throne?

Instead, they were vying for the Emperor's favor?

It seems that from the time he could remember, Yinti had been competing with him in every way.

Even though he was not as good as me in school, he would compete with me in martial arts class.

Other boys and princes didn't dare to really fight him, but he always went for the kill.

As he grew older, he relied on the support of Mingzhu's faction to oppose him at every turn in the court.

It was only after he joined the army that his conflicts with himself decreased significantly.

Yinti originally intended to tease this brat, but the little guy seemed to like him quite a bit.

In a moment of impulse, he reached out and picked up the child.

The palace servants standing by didn't dare to breathe, their eyes constantly darting back and forth between him and Yinreng.

But to their surprise, their master did not seem angry at all; instead, he looked at Prince Zhi with a complicated expression.

The look in his eyes no longer held the same disgust as before; instead, there was a hint of... pondering.

"Oh my, this kid is so soft, like a freshly steamed bun."

Hongxi, who was greeting people enthusiastically, froze instantly.

Uncle, you are good at describing things.

Yinreng couldn't help but laugh out loud and gestured for the wet nurse to take the child.

"You have children at home too, if you want to take a child home, go and take one."

Yinti pouted, "When my brat was born, I was out fighting a war. By the time I came back, he was all grown up."

After saying that, he glanced somewhat reluctantly at the child being coaxed in the wet nurse's arms, his eyes full of envy and affection.

Seeing this, Yinreng stopped provoking him and invited him to sit down and have some tea.

"Brother, you came here today just to see the children?"

After the palace servants served tea, they all withdrew.

Yinti nodded without hesitation, "I heard you were going to raise this child yourself, and I thought it was interesting, so I came to see."

Yinreng secretly rolled his eyes. You really are very curious.

"By the way, Father Emperor said he's going to Rehe in a few days. Are you taking this brat with you?"

Hongxi, who was just feeling sleepy, immediately perked up upon hearing this.

"Yes, I must go. There are assassins involved in this hunt."

Yinreng's face darkened. An assassin?

He subconsciously moved closer to Hongxi, hoping to hear more.

But Xiao Hongxi only managed to utter that one sentence before drifting off to sleep.

"Take him with you, and let him broaden his horizons."

Taking Hongxi along means you can hear his ramblings along the way, and perhaps you'll learn something about assassins.

He pondered to himself that since Hongxi knew there were assassins on this trip to Rehe, it proved that he had experienced an assassination attempt in Rehe before.

But... who would attempt an assassination in Rehe?

Yinreng was preoccupied with his own thoughts and paid no attention to Yinti's nagging beside him.

"Second son, what do you think of this dagger? It was just a gift from Father Emperor to me."

Yinreng was pulled back to his senses by those words. He raised an eyebrow when he saw the ruby-encrusted dagger that Yinti had handed him.

This dagger was originally a gift from Emperor Kangxi, but he declined it because one of the gemstones was not bright enough.

Now that it has been bestowed upon Yinti, the latter is filled with nothing but smugness.

He suddenly remembered what Hongxi had said earlier: what Yinti was fighting for with him was never the throne, but the Emperor's favor.

He fiddled with the dagger until he found the irregularly shaped gem.

"Why is there a flaw here?"

"Where?" Yinti took the dagger and examined it carefully. He found that the gemstone was just not bright enough. He waved his hand dismissively. "Hey, it's nothing. I like anything that Father Emperor bestows upon me."

It seemed to be the first time Yinreng had looked at his elder brother. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes and was quite handsome and extraordinary. He was honest and straightforward but also a bit simple-minded.

Every time his father bestowed something upon him, he would make a point of coming over to show it off.

I used to try every means to show off my superiority, but now...

Yinreng smiled and nodded, "This dagger is indeed quite good, and it suits you very well, elder brother."

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