After Yinzhen told the Fourteenth Prince what Wanyan had done, Yinzhen said that his wife couldn't possibly be that stupid: "I don't lack money. If I do, Father will make up for it. I also have Fourth Brother and Ninth Brother to help me. Why did you have to get involved with Eighth Brother!"

"Take a closer look. Your wife also used the influence of the Uya clan in the Imperial Household Department. Your mother gave her to you not so that you could betray her at a crucial moment." Yinzhen was sharp-tongued, relentlessly attacking the Fourteenth Prince's mistakes. Putting everything else aside, he felt extremely satisfied.

"No, how did this get involved with Mother Consort? That ignorant and stupid woman! Fourth Brother, I'll go back and ask her about it!" With that, the Fourteenth Prince ran out in a flash, ignoring Yinzhen's mocking gaze.

Once outside the Fourth Prince's residence, and until the gate was no longer visible, Yinzhen stopped his horse, shouting, "Eighth Prince! You dare to betray me!!!"

Despite Yinzhen's reminder, the Fourteenth Prince was powerless against the impeachments from the officials. Those shops were notorious for laundering money for corrupt officials, and each one was involved in a murder case.

Many censors had long been eyeing these shops, but they were unable to find the owners behind them and could only conduct investigations in secret.

Who would have thought that the Fourteenth Prince's wife was practically announcing with great fanfare that the shop belonged to the Fourteenth Prince? With that in mind, the censors were practically celebrating the New Year early; the memorials impeaching the Fourteenth Prince that Kangxi received that morning were so numerous they couldn't all be laid out on the table.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Yinzhen was kneeling on the ground, obediently listening to instructions.

"You still need money? Tell me, I support your whole family, what do you need money for!" Kangxi paced back and forth in front of Yinzhen.

Yinzhen kowtowed so hard that his forehead was bruised and purple: "Father, it's all my fault. I only thought that Eighth Brother loved me and gave me two harmless shops. I had no idea what was going on behind the scenes! Father, I'm innocent!"

Kangxi looked at Yinzhen's head impatiently, feeling it was an eyesore: "Where's the evidence? You're just making baseless accusations and even dragging your eighth brother into this. I've neglected your studies all these years."

"From this day forward, you are confined to your quarters for three months and fined one year's salary. Stay in the mansion and study the classics diligently!"

Yinzhen left Yangxin Hall with his head hanging low and headed straight for Yonghe Palace. He wouldn't be able to leave the house for three months, so he needed to go and comfort his mother first.

Upon hearing Liang Jiugong's report, Kangxi did not stop Yinzhen: "This child, with the Fourth Prince and his mother watching over him, is still somewhat naive!"

Liang Jiugong listened, realizing that this meant someone wasn't naive. Since they were all princes, he had no right to speak, so he lowered his head and pretended he didn't have ears.

"Liang Jiugong, do you think what Fourteenth is saying is true?"

Liang Jiugong bowed even lower: "Your Majesty is wise and has made his own decision. This servant dares not offer any unsolicited advice."

"With your three parts caution, Fourteenth Prince is more than enough," Kangxi said with a smile.

Liang Jiugong served tea without saying a word.

Inside Yonghe Palace, Lady Wanyan was weeping with her face covered. Consort De glared angrily at Yihua: "I told you to take good care of the Fourteenth Prince's residence, and this is how you neglected it?!"

Yi Hua took a deep breath and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, the Prince of the Fourteenth Prince's residence is always under his care. If Your Majesty has something, then the Fourteenth Prince must also have something. As for my sister-in-law's matter of acquiring property for herself, I really cannot interfere."

In this era, even a mother-in-law cannot openly interfere with her daughter-in-law's dowry, let alone a sister-in-law.

Wanyan cried even louder, which annoyed Consort De. She slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "Crying, crying, all you do is cry! I'm still alive! Who are you crying for?"

After such hurtful words were spoken, Wanyan could no longer sit still. She knelt beside Yihua. No one spoke in the room; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The Fourteenth Prince entered at this time, following behind Yinzhen, clearly having been scolded the whole way.

When Yinzhen entered the room and saw Yihua kneeling, he frowned.

"Your son greets Your Majesty." After bowing, Yinzhen extended his hand to Yihua. "You foolish girl, you only know how to make Her Majesty angry. But Her Majesty is kind. If you kneel like this, people will think that Her Majesty is a cruel mother-in-law who mistreats her daughter-in-law. Get up quickly, don't disappoint Her Majesty's kind heart."

Yi Hua never expected to hear these words from Yin Zhen. She placed her hand on Yin Zhen's hand and saw Consort De's livid gaze as she stood up.

Consort De favored Yinzhen, perhaps because he was easier to control. Yinzhen, on the other hand, was decisive and not easily swayed by others. Yihua suddenly realized she might have figured it out: this was the reason for the discord between Yinzhen and his mother—they were both very controlling, naturally leading to intense clashes.

Seeing this, Yinzhen also helped Wanyan up. Although he hated the Eighth Prince and his wife, he was still relatively tolerant of Wanyan and did not take his anger out on her.

“Mother, Father has ordered me to stay at home for three months. During this time, I will not be able to come to Yonghe Palace to fulfill my filial duties. If you miss your son, please send Hongchun to you to take care of him for a few days.”

Wanyan wanted to stop it, but felt guilty and dared not speak.

Consort De spoke to her youngest son in a gentle and kind tone: "You need to learn from this lesson. Next time something like this happens, you should discuss it with your fourth brother more often."

"I understand, son," Yinzhen replied obediently.

"Fourth Prince, I will not interfere in how you and Eighth Prince fight, but remember, do not involve the innocent!" Consort De said in a light tone, "Alright, I am tired today, you may all go back."

Yinzhen had completely lost his desire to see the Fourteenth Prince make a fool of himself. He walked at the front with a livid face, but fortunately, in his rage, he still knew to consider Yihua's legs and did not walk very fast.

It's always like this. Just because he's the older brother, he has to always cover for the fourteenth brother. Why should he?

Yinzhen had been scolded all morning, but after seeing his fourth brother's attitude, his rebellious nature came out completely. He jumped up and down at the palace gate: "What are you putting on airs like an older brother for? Even Father Emperor hasn't said anything!"

Yinzhen felt a sharp pain in his heart, liver, and lungs from being pinched so hard. Yihua grasped his hand, but it was squeezed tightly. Yihua frowned slightly, thinking that his hand was about to turn blue. But she didn't pull her hand away, and let him hold it like that all the way.

Back home, Yinzhen's emotions had calmed down considerably. He let go of her hand, and Yihua tucked her sleeve back into it. Perhaps the movement was a bit abrupt, so Yinzhen pulled open Yihua's sleeve.

"Why didn't you say it hurt? It's all my fault." Yinzhen gently pulled Yihua's wrist and led her to the main courtyard. He had someone bring an ice pack and, disregarding the cold, personally applied an ice pack to Yihua.

"It doesn't hurt that much." Yi Hua smiled gently. "On the way here, I was thinking that last time our family went out to relax, we came back halfway through. The children didn't get to experience the joys of rural life. I wonder when Grandpa will have time to take us out again."

Yinzhen genuinely enjoyed farming, and upon hearing this, his expression relaxed considerably: "What's so difficult about that? Consort, please prepare. We can go anytime."

"To be honest, Your Highness, I picked some small green vegetables from the corner last time. They should be ripe by now, so it's perfect to pick them and eat them." Yi Hua's eyes showed longing.

Yinzhen smiled, nodded, and began to focus on applying a cold compress to Yihua.