Yinreng couldn't sleep all night long, staying by Kangxi's bedside day and night, just like when Kangxi had stayed by his bedside when he was a child.

He watched as Kangxi's breathing grew weaker and weaker, feeling his life gradually disappear before his eyes.

But life is so cruel. No matter how well Yinreng took care of him, no matter how the imperial physicians examined his pulse, on November 13th, Kangxi finally left this world holding Yinreng's hand.

The Emperor Emeritus passed away, and the entire nation mourned for three months.

According to Kangxi's last wishes, the coffin was placed in Changchun Garden. Yinreng spent almost every day, except when he was sleeping, burning paper money and kowtowing in the mourning hall.

No matter how his brothers tried to persuade him to rest, he seemed not to hear them, and just sat silently in front of the coffin, lost in thought.

In the stillness of the night, Hongxi helped Yinreng sit down on a chair and carefully advised, "Father, your relationship with Grandfather in this life can be described as having a good beginning and a good end. Even before his death, Grandfather clearly had nothing to regret or be attached to."

Yinreng slowly rolled his eyes, "In the previous life, did Father Emperor also die in Changchun Garden?"

Hongxi nodded.

"My grandfather also died in Changchun Garden in the previous life. I heard that he wanted to visit you at Xian'an Palace, but he couldn't take it halfway there and had to turn back."

Yinreng listened silently to Hongxi's words, imagining the scene in his mind. However, in this life, his relationship with Kangxi was truly one of filial piety and parental love, so he couldn't imagine how sad it would be to be buried with regrets.

After Kangxi's funeral was completed, Yinreng swiftly issued an imperial edict of abdication. Just like when Kangxi suddenly struck out with a thunderbolt, Yinreng's sudden decree in the court left not only the ministers stunned, but even Hongxi himself was completely bewildered.

Before the Emperor abdicated, he would talk to the Emperor. Why did the Emperor not say anything before abdicating?

No, I already said that.

Last night, the father and son sat together, had a few drinks, talked about life and their aspirations for the outside world, and then that was it.

It seems that when we were talking about our longing for the outside world last night, Father Emperor had already prepared for his abdication.

Hongxi thought this to himself, but his face remained completely expressionless.

The officials from the Ministry of Rites never expected that they would be able to hold two abdication ceremonies in their lifetime; they were truly experienced.

After the abdication ceremony, Yinreng no longer wanted to pretend. He simply changed out of his dragon robe, picked up the bundle he had packed beforehand, and left.

They left the palace and the capital in a carriage, carrying their bundles.

Hongxi was somewhat stunned when he heard the news. Just a quarter of an hour earlier, he had instructed Zhang Quan to prepare a meal, as he was going to dine with his father that evening.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor left before the meal was even ready.

He left without any instructions or farewell.

Hongxi sat silently on the dragon throne, lost in thought, until Qingqing came to comfort him after hearing the news, which brought him back from his silent grief.

In the following days, Prince Zhi, Prince Yong, and Prince Yi took leave one after another for various reasons. Some said they were feeling unwell and needed to rest for half a year, while others said they were going on an incognito visit to the countryside. The most outrageous was Prince Zhi, whose memorial only contained two words: "Request for leave".

Finally, unsurprisingly, the group left Beijing together to find their good brother who had already arrived in Zhejiang.

When Hongxi heard the report from the guards, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Never mind, they're all going to be with their Emperor.

With these uncles and elders by his side, the Emperor felt at ease.

It was a hardship for him, as three of his capable advisors in the court left at once, while his brothers had not yet matured, and all the affairs of the court, big and small, fell on his shoulders.

So much so that in the nearly six months since his ascension to the throne, he visited the inner palace less than ten times.

"Father..." A soft, sweet voice rang out. Hongxi looked in the direction of the voice and saw Yongchen stumbling towards him with his short legs.

Hongxi immediately put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand, got up and walked towards the little guy.

"Yongchen, are you missing your father?"

Hongxi has been very busy lately, so busy that he hasn't seen Yongchen for more than ten days.

“Father has lost weight.” Yongchen pouted unhappily, pointing at Hongxi’s cheeks.

Hearing him say that, Hongxi was surprised. When his gaze swept over Qingqing who came after him, he couldn't help but say, "Such a young child knows that I have lost weight. Do you often nag him about it?"

Qingqing covered her mouth and chuckled, "How can you blame me for this? The child has eyes too, he can see for himself."

Hongxi was speechless for a moment, then looked at Qingqing after playing with the child for a while, "Why did you suddenly think of the Qing Palace today?"

Qingqing doesn't usually come here. Even if she needs to discuss something with him, she always sends someone to deliver the message.

"Today I heard from the Empress Dowager that Consort Shu was so upset by Hong Jin that she fell ill, so I thought we should find a skilled tutor for Hong Jin."

Hongxi heard about this.

It is said that Hongjin was running too fast on the road and couldn't stop, so he fell headfirst into a snow pit, which frightened Consort Shu so much that she fell ill.

After his health improved, he went to the Empress Dowager and asked her to find a good teacher to discipline Hongjin properly.

The Empress Dowager no longer concern herself with palace affairs, so she spoke of this matter with Qingqing.

If it's a princess's matter, it's fine, but when it involves princes, she doesn't have much say.

After all, he is the emperor's only biological brother so far.

Hongxi thought for a moment and then said, "Hongjin is a restless boy. It seems he has too much energy. We should find something to wear him down. I heard that my fourteenth uncle is coming back in a couple of days. He should become Hongjin's martial arts instructor. If he can learn martial arts from my fourteenth uncle, he probably won't have time to run around anymore."

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