The Empress of Tea

Empress Ming, Empress Xiaochunxian, of the Gu'erjia clan, from the Manchu Plain White Banner, younger brother is Grand Scholar Gu'erjia Jiahuan. When Shizong Yongzheng was a prince, she gav...

Chapter 392 Brothers' Sweet Love

"Brother, eat!" With that, Hongjing carefully used a spoon to put the dishes that he liked, and that his brother liked, into Hongxuan's bowl.

Hongxuan smiled happily at Hongjing, then started eating. After swallowing, he praised Hongjing, "Delicious!"

Jiaming: "..." You've praised the wrong person. The person who cooked this is clearly your mother! If you want to praise someone, praise your mother's cooking skills!

Ignoring Jiaming's side, Hongxuan reached out with his chopsticks, picked up a piece of his younger brother's favorite dish, and put it in Hongjing's bowl, saying, "Little brother, you should eat too, this is delicious."

Little Hongjing, who seemed oblivious to Jiaming, smiled brightly at his older brother Hongxuan and said, "Hello, brother! I like it!" With that, he waved his chubby little hands with a spoon, picked up the food in the bowl, opened his big mouth, and stuffed it in with a big gulp.

With puffed-out cheeks, he smacked his lips and swallowed all the food, then continued laughing and saying, "Delicious!"

Jiaming: "..." It's delicious, but don't just look at your brother and smile. The way your eyes are shining makes people think that the dish is made by your brother.

The two brothers continued to ignore Jiaming. Seeing that his younger brother liked it, Hongxuan continued to put food on his plate, saying, "If you like it, eat more. There's still plenty left."

...And so, the two brothers, you put food on my plate, I smile at you; I put food on your plate, you smile at me... In short, they were always so affectionate and clingy.

Despite the delicious food, Jiaming didn't enjoy the meal; she felt like she had some indigestion.

Without realizing it, she covered the area where her stomach was.

It tastes a bit sour, but I just can't eat it!

Jiaming glanced at her two sons, who were still clinging to each other and serving each other food, and felt annoyed! Neither of her sons seemed to care about their mother.

Hmph! She couldn't help but sulk! She had given birth to two sons for nothing, cooked for them for nothing, and they were not filial at all. She felt sorry for her as their mother.

After finally finishing dinner, I thought the brothers' sweet talk was over, but little did I know, it wasn't over yet.

Having just returned from a walk, Xiao Hongjing grabbed Hongxuan's hand and said sweetly, "Brother, let's take a bath together!"

Jiaming's smile froze. Here we go again?

Hongxuan nodded with a smile and replied, "Okay! Let's wash together."

Jiaming: "..." Silently watching the little guy Hongjing jump up excitedly after getting his brother's approval, then grabbing Hongxuan's hand and eagerly dragging him towards the bathroom.

"My lady, look how well the two princes get along!" Hongtao, who knew nothing about Jiaming, said happily, "That's wonderful!"

Jiaming glared at Hongtao.

Hongtao was a little confused. What was wrong with her mistress? She cast a questioning glance at Green Willow beside her.

Green Willow shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know what was wrong with her master either.

Unable to understand, the two had no choice but to give up. Seeing their master move his feet, they immediately followed.

Even from a distance, Jiaming could hear the brothers laughing and playing in the bathroom.

Having adjusted her mood and feeling less bitter, Jiaming smiled with relief as she listened to the laughter coming from the bathroom.

The two brothers took a long time to bathe. Since the weather had gotten warmer, Jiaming didn't worry about them catching a cold, so she let them continue.

After taking a bath, Hongxuan played with Hongjing.

Of course, it's called playing, but it's not just playing.

During play, Hongxuan deeply understands the importance of learning through play, just like how his mother used to play with him and teach him along the way.

Originally, Jiaming was pleased and satisfied with this.

But looking at her youngest son, her eyes sparkled as she looked at her eldest son, "Brother, you're so awesome!"

Hongxuan seemed a little embarrassed and said, "No, it's not that great!"

"Brother, you're amazing, the most amazing!" As he spoke, Xiao Hongjing acted like a brother-obsessed brother who thought his brother was the most "amazing" and no one was more amazing than him.

...The two brothers were so affectionate that Jiaming couldn't help but shrink her shoulders and touch her arm.

"Forget it, out of sight, out of mind," Jiaming thought, and immediately left the study, leaving it entirely to the two brothers.

However, when it was time to go to bed, Jiaming was once again subjected to the brothers' "sweet and affectionate attack".

When it was time to sleep, Xiao Hongjing still clung to his older brother Hongxuan, insisting on sleeping with him.

Hongxuan stroked Hongjing's fluffy head affectionately and agreed.

Although Jiaming was very pleased that the two brothers had a good relationship, this was just too sweet!

Once again, she shrugged and rubbed her arms, trying to smooth out the goosebumps.

Back in the bedroom, Jiaming relaxed and lay on the bed, thinking: It's finally over, I don't have to see the two brothers being so lovey-dovey anymore.

But then he remembered that tomorrow, Hongxuan would be going back to the front courtyard, but he would still have breakfast in the Peach Courtyard. He would only go back to the front courtyard after having breakfast.

The thought of having to watch the two brothers being all lovey-dovey again tomorrow morning made Jiaming touch her stomach, wrinkle her baby face, and sigh, "Oh, my stomach, I'm going to have indigestion again."

Just then, Jiaming faintly seemed to hear a noisy commotion.

She stopped touching her stomach and listened intently.

The noise grew clearer and clearer until, eventually, she could hear it so clearly that she didn't even need to pay special attention.

The sound was clearly coming from the next room where the two brothers slept together. The brothers' voices were easily distinguishable: one was a babyish, childlike voice, and the other was a tender, childlike voice.

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