She didn't have time to guess; right now, she was anxious.

Fourth Master thought of Honghui, and couldn't help but think that he hadn't visited him today. He also thought of the child's health, and felt sorry for him.

Furthermore, considering that the child had been looking at her with such joy these past few days, she immediately wanted to go see him and leave.

How could the Li family not be anxious?

Grandpa has been back for many days. He finally came to her place, but he left so soon. How can he be willing to accept this?

But what could she do if she was unwilling? If the Fourth Master wanted to leave, he could leave; there was nothing she could do to stop him. She pinned her hopes on Hongshi to help keep the Fourth Master there, but he just stared at her blankly, not understanding what she meant.

The Fourth Prince left the Pear Courtyard and went to his wife's Duan Courtyard to see Honghui.

When Li Shi, who was angry and depressed, heard from the maid in her courtyard that the Fourth Master had gone to the main courtyard, she couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"Ulanara, why are you going to see her again, Master?!"

"Bang!" Madam Li angrily smashed the teacup!

Fortunately, after the Fourth Master left, she had someone take Hongshi away; otherwise, he would have been terrified.

"Bang!" Another sound, and the teapot shattered into pieces on the ground.

"Damn it, that rigid old woman in the main courtyard, she's neither pretty nor has a good figure, why does Master still pay attention to her and go to see her every day?!"

The old woman... The maid, stunned by Li's words, huddled in a corner, trembling.

After Li Shi finally vented her anger, her personal maid, Green Robe, mustered up her courage and advised, "Master, perhaps the master is after the eldest prince, after all..."

Upon hearing this, Li's eyes lit up.

Yes, the eldest prince was almost dead before, and he is still not well.

With such a serious illness, the master must be going to see the eldest prince.

However, Li frowned when she thought of the eldest prince, Honghui.

He survived the historical hurdle of dying at the age of eight. Could his own Hongshi surpass him and become emperor?

Thinking of how much the Fourth Prince valued the eldest prince Honghui, Madam Li frowned even more and paced around the room in deep thought.

Suddenly, he remembered the few words he had just heard his grandfather say, "Hongshi... what a pity... Honghui."

What exactly is the master trying to say?

I imagined it might be something like, "Hongshi is quite good, it's a pity he's not the legitimate son, Honghui is."

Thinking about this, she became somewhat excited and her imagination ran wild.

Or could it be that, "Hongshi is very intelligent and in good health, but it's a pity he's not the eldest son; Honghui, although the eldest son, is in poor health and not good enough in other aspects."

Thinking about it this way, it seems even more likely.

The more I imagine, the more I feel that the master values ​​Hongshi, while he wants to give up on Honghui but can't because he is the eldest son of the legitimate wife.

Li was determined to become the heir of the prince, and immediately became even more determined to oppose the eldest prince Honghui and his wife, Ulanara.

After all, the eldest prince Honghui did not die as in history, and she feared that if things continued to turn out this way, the throne would also become Honghui's.

Regardless of what happened at the Fourth Prince's residence, on the way back from Nanxun, in Jiaming's carriage, Jiaming, who had finally managed to get Hongtao to hold off Granny Li, happily hugged little Hongxuan.

"Oh my, it's been two days since Mother has been this close to Xuan'er. I've missed you so much." As she spoke, Jiaming buried her face in her chest and rubbed against Xiao Hongxuan.

Little Hongxuan obediently let his mother do as she pleased, because he remembered that his mother was pregnant with his little sister, and he was afraid that struggling and moving around would hurt his mother and the little sister in her belly.

Besides, "Xuan'er misses her mother too," and her mother's embrace is so soft and comfortable.

Jiaming felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing Hongxuan's childlike words.

“But Xuan’er misses her father too.” Suddenly, Jiaming seemed to hear Hongxuan’s dejected voice.

It must be an illusion! Jiaming felt a pang of sadness.

Then, Hongxuan said, "I haven't seen my father for eighteen days. Oh no, there's a saying that a day apart feels like three autumns. So it must have been forty-eight years since I last saw my father. I miss him so much."

Jiaming was suddenly struck in the heart by an arrow.

She pursed her lips, muttering to herself that her emotions had changed a lot since she got pregnant and she was easily affected, while trying her best to suppress her displeasure.

He smiled at Hongxuan and said perfunctorily, "Alright, we're almost back. Once we get back, you'll see your father."

After saying that, to divert his attention, she added, "By the way, your mother has prepared something delicious for you today."

As he spoke, he took out a plate of snacks from a hidden compartment in the carriage and placed it on the table in front of him.

Looking at the jade-white pastries on the table, he thought smugly: I don't believe this little glutton will still be thinking about his father when he has food. Humph!

Sure enough, as soon as Hongxuan saw the delicious food, his attention immediately went to it.

The pastries are jade white, rectangular, and filled with uniformly sized nuts. They have a sweet aroma, and the fragrance of the nuts is quite enticing. Upon closer inspection, the nuts include green berries, brown walnut kernels, and red candied fruits... they look very appealing.

The little guy reached out his chubby little hand, picked up a piece of pastry, and took a bite with a "whoosh".

It is sweet and soft, oily and glutinous.

The little guy squinted his beautiful eyes, chewed and savored the food with his little mouth, and his face was full of satisfaction and contentment.

With food in hand, they forgot about their father!

It seems that Master's status in Hongxuan's heart is nothing more than this!

As she imagined it, Jiaming felt a sense of comfort.