Cheng'an is a clingy boy, especially at night, he must have Kangxi by his side before he will go to sleep.

Kangxi was a little uncomfortable at first, but now he has become accustomed to him sleeping next to him.

After dinner, the father and son went straight back to their bedroom.

While Kangxi was lying on the Luohan bed in the outer room, reading the secret memorials sent from various places, Cheng'an sat obediently beside him and played by himself.

He made a small fortune today. In addition to the broken jade pendant, he first got three jade pendants from Yinzhen and others. Later, Kangxi asked Liang Jiugong to get him three more from his private storehouse. Now he was holding the box containing the jade pendants, taking out a few jade pendants and putting them back. It was obviously a boring game, but he was having a lot of fun.

When Kangxi was done, he turned around and saw that he was still fiddling with the jade pendants. He said, "Put the jade pendants in place. It's time to rest."

"No." Maybe because he had taken a nap in the afternoon, Cheng'an was in good spirits now. He continued to play with the jade pendant while shaking his little head.

Kangxi waited for a while, and when he was putting the jade pendant into the box again, he picked him up from the Luohan bed.

Cheng'an, who was suddenly picked up, thought he was playing with him, and he called "Ama" and giggled.

Kangxi lowered his head and touched his little head with his forehead, then carried him into the inner room and put him directly on the bed.

Maybe he was really not sleepy, for the little fellow who was put on the bed jumped up, and then rolled from side to side and had a lot of fun.

Kangxi stood beside the bed and looked at him, obviously not wanting to sleep. He shook his head and asked Liang Jiugong to bring a book over.

After he went up and sat on the bed, he patted the seat beside him and said, "Come here, Father Huang."

Hearing his words, the little guy who had rolled to the end of the bed turned over and crawled towards him.

"Father!" Cheng An crawled to his side, suddenly stood up and threw himself into his arms.

Kangxi was already used to his habit of pouncing on people, so he reached out to catch him, then opened the book in his hand and began to read.

"The journey to the great road is also..."

Thanks to him and Yinzhen, Cheng'an also developed a habit of subconsciously becoming quiet when listening to them reading.

For a while, the only sound in the bedroom was Kangxi's low reading voice. Cheng'an leaned in his arms, biting his little hand and listening quietly. He was not sleepy at first, but as he listened, his eyes began to blink, and soon he fell asleep.

After noticing that he had closed his eyes, Kangxi continued reading for a while before stopping and handing the book to Liang Jiugong. Then he bent down and pulled out the finger that he had put in his mouth again, and let him lie down and sleep.

As Kangxi got older, his spirit became weaker and weaker, so after he was settled down, he lay down and began to sleep.

Soon, the bright yellow bed curtains were drawn down, and the lights in the bedroom were turned off, and the night deepened.

After falling asleep, Cheng An had a dream. In the dream, he returned to the time when he was still in the egg. In the egg, he had sharp claws and a tail...

The next day.

When Kangxi woke up, he subconsciously reached beside him, but found nothing and sat up suddenly. Only then did he realize that his youngest son had woken up and was sitting in the middle of the bed in a daze.

"Why didn't you call for help after you woke up?" Seeing him sitting on the quilt in his pajamas, Kangxi pulled him back into the quilt and did not feel relieved until he found that he was quite warm.

Seeing him wake up, Cheng An, who was holding his feet, called out, "Ama."

"It's still early, you should sleep a little longer." Kangxi thought that he didn't have to attend the morning court, so there was no need to get up so early. He got up from the bed while he let him lie down and continue to sleep.

However, after he got downstairs and put on the dragon robe, he turned around and saw his son sitting up from the bed again.

Seeing that he seemed not to want to sleep, Kangxi, fearing that he would catch a cold, waved his hand and asked someone to quickly put on his coat.

After Cheng'an got dressed and washed up, he stretched out his hands to Kangxi: "Father."

They got up early today, and seeing that there was still some time before the morning court session, Kangxi picked him up and took him to have breakfast.

Meal time was definitely the time when Cheng'an was most restless, because he always wanted to taste the food Kangxi was eating, and if he wasn't paying attention, those little hands would reach out.

However, this time was an exception. He did not try to reach out his little hands to the dishes in front of Kangxi. Instead, he just leaned obediently in front of him.

It was rare for him to be so well-behaved during meals. Kangxi was a little uncomfortable with it. When he lowered his head, he found that he seemed to be staring at him.

"What's wrong? Are you still asleep?"

After Kangxi asked, he pointed at the dragon pattern embroidered on his dragon robe and said, "Ama ya ...

"This is a dragon." After Kangxi finished speaking, he saw him reaching out to touch his little feet and then his little head, with a puzzled expression on his face. He couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Aiya..." Cheng An pointed at the dragon on his body and then pointed at himself.

Kangxi didn't understand what he meant, but guessed from his actions that he probably wanted his own dragon robe.

He was young, and he had shown that he liked his dragon robe very much since he was born, so Kangxi didn't think too much about it.

But anything else would be fine. The dragon robe represents a different meaning. Kangxi naturally would not make a dragon robe for him just because he liked it. Therefore, he picked up the egg custard on the table to divert his attention.

Kangxi had to attend the morning court, so he fed him a few mouthfuls of egg custard and ate some of his own breakfast before handing him over to Liang Jiugong.

Poor Liang Jiugong, he was once a chief eunuch, but now he has become a babysitter. However, he has no objection. After all, the little prince is not difficult to take care of, and it is more relaxing to be with him than with the emperor.

After Cheng'an had eaten and drunk his fill under the service of Liang Jiugong, he was laid on the couch in the warm room, with the box of jade pendants from yesterday next to him.

However, perhaps because last night's dream brought back memories, he did not play with the jade pendant this time. Instead, he lay flat on the bed, holding his small feet in socks with his hands, his little head full of big questions.

He always felt something was wrong after coming out of the "egg", but he didn't think much about it after seeing that his "father" and "brothers" were the same as him.

But because of last night's dream, he remembered what he looked like in the egg again, and now he has been wondering where his claws and tail have gone...

The eunuch standing by noticed that the young prince suddenly seemed to lose interest in the jade pendant that he had been obsessed with yesterday, so he brought over the wooden box that contained his trinkets.

However, at this time, Cheng An didn't even touch the things in the wooden box. He just kept scratching his little feet, touching his little head, and even touching his little butt.

Seeing that he was a little different today than usual, the eunuchs who served him were a little worried, and they sent someone to tell Kangxi about it when Kangxi left the court.

Kangxi had already felt that something was wrong with him when he woke up this morning, so he summoned the imperial physician immediately upon hearing this.

After the imperial physician came and took the young prince's pulse, he said that the young prince was in very good health and there was nothing wrong.

Kangxi felt relieved after hearing this, but he took him with him when he handled government affairs in the imperial study.

Cheng'an seemed to be particularly interested in the dragon robe on him today. He sat in his arms and kept touching his dragon robe.

When Kangxi finished dealing with a few memorials and lowered his head, he saw him pointing in front of him and said, "Amaron..."

"What happened to you today?" Kangxi touched his head, but thinking that the imperial physician said he was in good health, he was not too worried. He responded to his words a few times and then continued to get busy.

Yonghe Palace

Concubine De hadn't seen her youngest son for some time, so she sent someone to ask him to come over.

After Yinzhen came over, Defei asked a few questions about the situation in his mansion and then started chatting with him.

Yinzhen, who is in his twenties, has been doted on by his mother since childhood. Now he is also very important in front of the emperor. Just sitting there, he looks very high-spirited.

"I heard that you went to the Qianqing Palace to visit your twenty-fourth brother a few days ago?" Defei asked, remembering what her subordinates had said before.

As the favored son, Yinzhen had hot tea and snacks on hand. He picked up a snack and ate it before nodding and saying, "Yes, that kid is quite well behaved and even called me 'brother'."

When he mentioned his younger brother, he thought of the last time he saw him, and a smile appeared on his face.

No one knows a son better than his mother. As soon as Defei saw the expression on her son’s face, she knew that he had a good impression of his younger brother.

He was just a baby, and no matter how favored he was, it would not affect her own son. Therefore, Concubine De had no ill feelings towards him and chatted with him for a few words according to her son's words.

Yinzhen was not a man who could sit still. After chatting with his mother, he stood up and said goodbye.

After he came out of Yonghe Palace, perhaps because he had mentioned his younger brother Cheng'an before, he wanted to see him again, so he turned around and went to Qianqing Palace.

If he wanted to meet his younger brother Cheng'an, he had to go through Kangxi, so he went to pay his respects to Kangxi first.

"elder brother!"

After Yinzhen paid his respects, he heard this voice and his eyes suddenly lit up. He was surprised that he was here and that he still remembered him.

Kangxi had originally felt that his youngest son had been in a somewhat unpleasant state today, but when he saw him perk up as soon as he saw his brother, he suddenly felt that he had been worrying about him for nothing.

Having him around would somewhat slow down the speed of reviewing memorials, so Kangxi reached out and pinched his face before signaling Yinzhen to come forward.

Yinzhen walked forward a few steps and asked, "What do you want, Father Huang?"

"Come before me." Kangxi spoke again when he saw him stop in front of the dragon table.

Yinzhen was a little confused, but he still walked over.

As soon as he stood beside the dragon table, a soft little guy was stuffed into his arms.

"Emperor?" Yinzhen subconsciously reached out to take it with a confused expression.

"Take him downstairs to play for a while." Kangxi said and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Yinzhen looked up at him, then looked down at the baby in his arms who was smiling at him. He moved his lips a few times and finally uttered a sentence: "Your son will take his leave."

Thinking that he had come to see his younger brother, Yinzhen carefully held the person in his arms and followed Liang Jiugong out of the imperial study.

Seeing his cautious movements, Kangxi no longer had any worries and lowered his head to continue reading a memorial.

Cheng An hadn't seen his brother for some time. After he was carried out by him, he couldn't help but say, "Brother."

After Yinzhen responded, he quickened his pace and followed Liang Jiugong into the warm room not far away. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he hugged him and sat down.

It's really not his fault. It's mainly because I always feel that the little guy in my arms is too soft. If I hold him too hard, I'm afraid of hurting him, but if I don't hold him too hard, I'm worried that he will fall and get hurt. In short, it can't be too light or too heavy. Holding him for a while is more tiring than shooting dozens of arrows.