Qing Yan needs to calm down. Transmigrating is one thing, but becoming an infant? Is this a joke? When she was three years old, she met a jade-carved little boy. Qing Yan's eyes immediately lit...
Inside the imperial tent, Qingyan was having breakfast with Emperor Kangxi and Consort Tong, who were accompanied by Yin. On the table were Jiangnan-style morning tea dishes such as "skin-wrapped water" and a bowl of tender tofu pudding placed in front of her.
Today, Xiao Guai was different from usual; she didn't say a word, her little face flushed, and she dared not utter a sound.
"Little darling, why are you so gloomy?" Consort Tong liked it when Little darling told jokes to make the atmosphere at breakfast more cheerful, which was much better than the dull atmosphere in the palace.
Qingyan looked up and saw that Kangxi also had an inquisitive look on his face. She glared at Yin with a hint of anger.
Last night, if he hadn't been up most of the night, her voice would have been very hoarse, and she wouldn't have been so afraid to say a word, lest Consort Tong notice something was wrong.
"Mother, my little darling didn't get enough rest last night!" Qingyan said softly.
Emperor Kangxi and Consort Tong knew about the argument between Yinzhi and Consort Dong'e. Yinzhi's tent was very close to theirs, and they assumed that the two were disturbed by the noise of the argument.
After breakfast, Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief as she walked out of the imperial tent.
When no one could see her, she rolled her eyes at Yin. She felt that Su Lan and Su Peisheng's gazes were off. It was probably just her imagination, but looking at them made her feel uncomfortable.
"Little darling, shall we go horseback riding to relax?" Yin tried his best to please Qingyan, at least so that he wouldn't have to sleep alone.
Qingyan flicked her small handkerchief, her face tense as she walked ahead. Yin coughed twice and then followed Qingyan towards the tent. Su Peisheng, seeing his master being suppressed by the Fujin again, lowered his head and chuckled. Yin turned his head and saw that Su Peisheng was trying his best to maintain a calm expression, but he didn't realize that his twisted lips and trembling shoulders were more like he was laughing.
"Alright, no need to hold it in anymore, hurry up and laugh." Yin gave Su Peisheng a cold look before walking into the tent.
Summer sunlight streamed through the dense forest and shone on the ground. The curtains on both sides of the tent were open, allowing for cross-ventilation. Fortunately, their tent was hidden in the shade of the trees, and the temperature inside was two or three degrees lower than that of the royal tent.
"Hmph!" When Qingyan heard Yin mention Su Peisheng, her face turned so hot she felt like she could fry an egg on it.
"Little darling, don't overthink it, okay?!" Seeing that the little guy was being difficult, Yin had no choice but to quickly coax him.
Now, he understands the meaning of Fei Yanggu's warning: if he indulges Qingyan's temper, his future will surely be difficult. He finds joy in this, his mood improves daily, and his overall outlook gradually changes.
"Fourth Brother, Su Peisheng is making fun of people!" Qingyan pouted. Su Peisheng and Su Lan had grown up alongside the two of them, and she didn't treat them as ordinary servants, so she was more tolerant of them.
Yin smiled, knowing that Qingyan was too sensitive and cared too much about what others thought.
"Su Peisheng, go and collect twenty strokes of the cane!" Yin coldly ordered.
Even though Su Peisheng and he grew up together, there still had to be a distinction between master and servant.
“!” Su Peisheng accepted the order.
The servants in the Prince's mansion were all restless. Qingyan was an easy-going master, and Yin had discussed with him the possibility of using him to give the servants a little punishment during the autumn harvest to calm them down.
His life will always belong to his master; 20 strokes of the cane are not a big deal.
Qingyan couldn't bear it. Just to digest it, he had to be punished with twenty strokes of the cane... Wasn't that a bit too cruel?
"Fourth... Fourth..." Yin led Qingyan on horseback to ride into the dense forest, while Su Peisheng went to receive his punishment from the officials of the Criminal Division who had come with him.
The servants left inside the tent stood at the tent entrance, watching Su Peisheng being forced onto a chair and being beaten by two judges. The servants were very uneasy. Yin was determined to discipline the servants, and even Su Peisheng was punished.
Their expressions were grim. Su Xin, Qing Yan's trusted advisor and judge, had just begun to harbor a desire for the Fourth Master when it was suppressed.
A few days ago, Yin discovered that Su Xin had developed inappropriate thoughts, so he planned today's punishment.
If he were to punish Su Xin personally, it would definitely break Qing Yan's heart.
Deep in the dense forest, Yin pondered how to bring up the issue of Su Xin with Qing Yan.
"Little darling, you must always keep an eye on the servants," Yin Hanhu said.
Qingyan tilted her head and wondered if there was something wrong with the person next to her.
"Fourth Brother, is there something wrong with the servants around me?" Qingyan wasn't stupid; he immediately understood that someone must have betrayed him.
Did I have inappropriate thoughts?
Do Su Lan and Su Xin not want to stay by my side forever?
"I've already taken care of it!" Yin patted her little head and smiled.
Qingyan nestled in his arms, not uttering another word. The betrayal of the lackeys would never cease.
"It's been dealt with..." Qingyan muttered, then said no more.
He noticed she was in low spirits and immediately changed the subject.
"Little darling, let's go hunting in the dense forest. What do you want?" Yin hugged her tightly, his little face scrunched up as he looked into the distance.
"Little white rabbit! Little deer!" Qingyan pointed to the little white rabbit hopping around in the distance, wanting to raise it with Xueqiu.
Yin turned his head and saw the little girl with bright, sparkling eyes and a beaming smile.
"Little darling, are you planning to eat roasted rabbit?" Yin was worried that the little guy would keep the rabbit in the mansion. Would Snowball let it off the hook?
Furthermore, since lightning is a gyrfalcon, it can foresee what kind of disaster will befall its own residence.
"No, they're kept in the garden." Qingyan had no idea that Yin was trying to suppress his feelings.
Yin was exasperated. He could just let Xiao Guai do as she pleased. The East Courtyard was completely empty; he could let the little ones run wild there.
"Alright, they'll be kept in the east courtyard," Yin agreed. "However, you must keep a close eye on the rabbits and deer you caught, and don't let those three little troublemakers cause any trouble."
Qingyan snorted, her little face tense.
"What trouble? These three little troublemakers are very clever!" Qingyan had a lot of confidence in her pets. "Besides, didn't we come out to relax?"
There was never such a relaxed time in the capital. Her residence was always busy. With the wives of officials coming to pay their respects so often, she could only avoid it by going to the palace or by pretending to be unwell.
"Yes, it's good to relax here!" Yin felt sorry for the little guy. He was busy at the mansion, and he also had to coax the Empress Dowager and Consort Tong to keep them in a good mood. He also had to deal with the ladies of the court, which made his work much easier.
He is content!
Compared to Yinzhi, his life was much better. The affairs of the Plain White Banner were taken into control in the shortest possible time, while Yinzhi's power was eroded.
Relax?!
Qingyan pouted slightly, her face full of reluctance. Since her marriage, she hadn't had a single day of relaxation. Not only did she have to be careful at home, but outside, the palace concubines constantly sent maids to keep an eye on her. Consort Rong was even more infuriating; for Yinzhi's sake, she had frequently joined forces with Consort Dong'e to deal with her. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)