Two days before the Double Ninth Festival, Changchun Garden was exceptionally lively. The side gate was opened, and carriages loaded with tributes drove into Changchun Garden. Kangxi stood in front of the window, looking at the busy servants, feeling a little empty inside. Turning around, he saw the screen with longevity peaches presented by the twins, and his heart warmed.

"Xuan Ye, the Fourth Prince and Qingyan have arrived. Is it inappropriate for the children to have been left in our courtyard? Tomorrow is the day for paying respects!" Consort Tong entered Kangxi's study from outside.

"No need. Let the fourth prince and Qingyan stay in the palace in the courtyard tonight." Kangxi waved his hand in refusal, completely unconcerned.

Outside, Yin and Qingyan had always kept a low profile. Leaving them behind this time was a warning to the Crown Prince, telling him to restrain Hongxi. If possible, he wouldn't mind putting Hongxi under house arrest.

In the outer hall, Yin and Qingyan were playing with Hafeng. Inside the hall, a thick carpet of fox fur was laid out so that Hafeng could play.

"Hafeng, do you miss your grandfather?" Hafeng was the first to see Kangxi and walked quickly towards him. Yin and Qingyan quickly stood up and bowed.

Kangxi didn't even see the two of them. He picked up Hafeng and asked happily.

"Mafa..." Hafeng yelled twice, smearing Kangxi's face with saliva.

"Little guy, are you really that willful?" Kangxi smiled. This little guy was really great; he actually walked right over.

"Alright, you two, watch your image!" Kangxi was very satisfied with Yinhe and Qingyan's performance. Hafeng was one of his favorite grandsons. Yiken'e was getting old and should go to the Imperial Study. Hafeng was growing up slowly, and his appearance was very similar to that of a young Yiken'e, which made Kangxi very concerned.

After Qingyan and Yin took their seats, sour plum soup was quickly served, and Kangxi took his seat while holding Hafeng.

"Should we invite Hafeng to the banquet tomorrow?" Kangxi hoped his grandson could attend, but he still needed to consult Yinhe Qingyan's opinion.

The two exchanged a glance. From what Kangxi meant, he hoped that Hafeng would participate, but the brat was too young. If he really participated, there would definitely be some trouble.

"Your Majesty, I hope that Hafeng will not be allowed to attend. He is still young, and it would be bad if he couldn't stay up so late and suffered during the banquet!" Yin had concerns, and if possible, he would certainly not allow Hafeng to attend.

"What child doesn't cry? When the time comes, have Li Dequan personally send someone to guard the place, and have the head nanny come and take care of it!" Kangxi still didn't quite trust others, but the head nanny was indeed capable.

Upon hearing this, Yin quickly nodded in agreement. The head nanny was sent by Consort Tong, and Kangxi still preferred to appoint her if anything happened to him.

"Also, you don't need to prepare any extra gifts for the twins," Kangxi said, turning his head to give instructions.

After Kangxi received the screen, he placed it directly on the imperial table. When the officials who came to pay their respects saw the screen, they became curious. Li Dequan, on the contrary, benefited from this and quickly revealed the screen to the outside world.

If Yin were to prepare an additional copy, it would be counterproductive.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'm awake!" Yin quickly replied.

After briefly explaining a few issues, Kangxi sent Yinhe and Qingyan back.

The two slowly walked out of the courtyard gate, only able to sigh helplessly. Kangxi increasingly preferred to keep his three children by his side; when they were only cooking, the three children were rarely with them.

"Let's go for a walk outside. Father Emperor likes to take care of the children, which is wonderful." Yin hoped that Qingyan could take care of him wholeheartedly.

Qingyan was stunned. Every time, Yin, Yiken'e, and Hafeng'a, the father and sons, were jealous.

Back at the Yuanmingyuan, I changed into my outdoor clothes and left by carriage. The vast garden fell silent once more.

Qingyan leaned on Yin's shoulder, looking at the somewhat deserted streets outside the window, feeling a bit sentimental.

During the busy farming season, even the commercial street was less crowded, except for the women from wealthy families who still went about their activities.

"Master, look at the entrance of Yuelai Inn, why are so many people gathered there?" Qingyan turned to ask Yin.

As they grew older, Qingyan started addressing Yin as "Master" in public. After all, they were parents of three children, and some forms of address were only appropriate when they were alone together.

Yin glanced at Erlu, and the guards surrounded the two of them, leading them toward the entrance of the Yuelai Inn.

As she approached the door, intermittent crying began. Qingyan looked towards the doorway with curiosity, and a slender figure came into view.

"Shopkeeper... I'm desperate. I've heard there are storytellers here. Please give me a chance to earn money. I'll kowtow to you!" The woman cried and begged for forgiveness.

Among the crowd were many regular customers of Yuelai Inn, and they all disliked this kind of woman. In the beginning, a singer had come to Yuelai Inn and ended up making a mess of the inn. Qingyan personally stepped in to clean it up.

"Shopkeeper, this has happened before, don't be confused!" The regular customers all tried to dissuade the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked helpless. Qingyan had given orders, so who would dare to hire someone like that?

"Don't make things difficult for the innkeeper. I think you're quite attractive. Why don't you try Tianxiang Tower? That's where the princes of opera sing. Yuelai Inn doesn't need people like you!" The regular customers only come to eat at Yuelai Inn because they think it's quiet.

Although the shopkeeper was somewhat soft-hearted, upon hearing the reminders from his regular customers, he suddenly remembered the shopkeeper who had been beaten to death by Qingyan.

"We don't accept singers here. If you have something to do, go somewhere else. Don't stop me from doing business!" The innkeeper refused decisively and turned to enter the inn. The woman kneeling on the ground suddenly hugged the innkeeper's leg, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the innkeeper.

"Please, have mercy! I heard this place belongs to the Fourth Prince's wife's family. The Fourth Prince's wife is so kind and generous, she should be able to take in a lowly servant like me!" The woman cried, clinging desperately to the shopkeeper's leg.

In front of everyone, the singing girl brought out Qingyan's food, and the shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat.

"Everyone, please be the judge. Many of you are long-time customers here. You all know about the disaster that befell Yuelai Inn back then. Fourth Princess Consort was kind-hearted from a young age and took in a singer who almost ruined the inn's business. Since then, Yuelai Inn has had a rule that these people are not allowed to come in anymore. Over the years, no one has been able to break that rule!" The innkeeper looked coldly at the singer.