For several days in a row, the twins were required to rest in bed. Imperial Physician Yuan came to examine the twins and told Yin and Qingyan that the two children's knees had some coldness entering their bodies, so it would be best to treat them with traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.

Yin was very annoyed. Why hadn't he tried to dissuade Yiken?

"Yiken'e, how are you feeling?" Qingyan walked into her son's room and saw Yiken'e reading a book with his legs covered by the blanket, feeling warm on his legs.

“Mother, I’m really fine!” Yiken’e said directly.

"Don't just read all the time, you need to rest properly." Qingyan inquired and found that many of the young princes and princesses in the capital were sick to varying degrees.

The imperial physicians of the Imperial Medical Academy were the busiest, constantly shuttling between the residences of the princes and members of the imperial family.

"Mother, I want to read some books. I haven't been to the study for the past few days, and I have to catch up on the lessons I've missed." Yiken'e was also helpless.

Qingyan patted Yiken'e's little head: "Yiken'e, you still have half a month to rest. Many people in the study are sick. I heard from your father that the teachers have prepared homework for you in advance so that you can do your own homework."

"Mother, don't worry, I'll definitely get better!" Yiken quickly reassured Qingyan, telling her to relax.

After the twins fell ill, Qingyan was on edge and often stayed in their room.

"Mother, you should go back to your inner chamber to sleep tonight. We still have the nannies here!" Yin said directly.

Qingyan smiled and said, "You brat, how old are you? Why are you worrying about these things? Hurry up and get treatment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yiken glared angrily at Qingyan.

Qingyan left Yiken'e's room with a smile. Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen was sitting on the bed, holding a needle and thread frame, and began to embroider a purse.

She was incredibly bored during her recovery period.

"Mother, have you seen Ahhun?" Hutulifengshengzhalafen was even more worried about Yiken'e's condition. Imperial Physician Yuan looked at Yiken'e's knees, and the imperial clansmen sighed.

"Your Ah Hun is just absorbing things a little slower than our Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen, but it's already moving in a positive direction!" Qingyan needed to soothe the two children's emotions, so she had no choice but to sit by Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen's bedside and chat with her daughter.

"Mother, look at the purse I embroidered." Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen tried her best not to let her passive emotions affect her. She was somewhat annoyed that her body was not healthy enough. In just a few days, Qingyan and Yin had both lost a lot of weight.

During the day, Yin and Qingyan were busy with their own affairs, and could only spend time with their children at night.

"Alright, you and Ah Hun are both good children. Let's try our best to treat them properly, okay?" Qingyan heard what Imperial Physician Yuan said. This treatment was very difficult, especially since the two of them were still young and could not be treated with strong medicine.

In the Fengxian Hall, it was discovered that Yiken'e's prayer cushion was the thinnest kind. If one knelt on the bluestone bricks for nearly two hours, even an adult's knees would suffer.

Moreover, Yiken'e's body was not as strong as an adult's, so it ended up like this.

"Mother, is someone trying to frame Ah Hun?" Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen lay on the bed thinking for several days and realized that a lot had happened around them recently.

Qingyan looked at Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen, wondering how her daughter had come up with this idea.

“Mother, I always felt that the old women in Fengxian Hall were a bit strange. In the palace, I accompanied Granny Ma to meet the old women in Fengxian Hall, and I really have never seen those women before!” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen wanted to help her parents find the murderer who framed Yiken’e.

When Qingyan heard what Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen said, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the servants of the Imperial Household Department had come in to cause trouble again?

"You haven't even seen the whole thing, yet you know this person isn't from Fengxian Hall?" Qingyan pinched her daughter's cheek to help her relax.

“Mother, you don’t know, but Granny once told me that because the sun never shines in the Fengxian Hall, the nannies there all have very pale faces, without any rosy glow. When we worship our ancestors, those nannies all have very good complexions!” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen had always found this strange, and later, when she heard that Yiken’e’s prayer mat had been tampered with, she quickly told her.

Qingyan fell silent. If what her daughter said was true, then digging out the person who replaced the servant should reveal who it was. But now, who would dare to do that?

The Empress Dowager was in a very low mood during this period, and she always felt that going to worship the ancestors on the Golden Festival was a kind of redemption.

“Mother, don’t provoke the people in Cining Palace for our sake. After we entered the palace, Granny Angguma liked us very much, but the Mongolian nannies around her always looked me up and down, which made me very uncomfortable. Later, Granny Angguma told me not to go to Cining Palace alone.” Hutulifengshengzhalafen said directly, “I only go to Cining Palace when Ahhun is with me.”

Consort Tong was a palace concubine who also managed official duties. If anything unusual happened, the servants would simply follow the rules, and Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen would be left alone.

"If we listen to your Grandma Angguma, there will definitely be no problem!" Qingyan nodded, knowing that the Empress Dowager would not harm her daughter.

Now, everyone is very interested in Hutulifengshengzhalafen. The Mongolian side has already begun to request an imperial decree to grant them a marriage, but Kangxi has been suppressing it, hoping that Hutulifengshengzhalafen can marry one of the people he has chosen.

"Mother, I don't like going to the palace," Hutulifengshengzhalafen complained.

"Why?!" Qingyan was very curious. The palace treated twins very well, so why didn't her daughter like them?

“Mother, the concubines sometimes talk about Ah-Hun. Some of the lower-ranking concubines deliberately wait for Ah-Hun on her way home from school, making her pay her respects to them. And sometimes they pretend not to hear and make Ah-Hun kneel on the stone floor!” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen’s eyes reddened. “I’ve seen Ah-Hun wearing medicated plasters several times. Imperial Physician Yuan said that Ah-Hun’s knee condition is more serious than mine, and it’s definitely not just because of this one time!”

Upon hearing this, Qingyan felt a chill run down her spine. It turned out that her children's lives in the palace were not easy.

"Why didn't you tell Father and me?" Qingyan asked, looking at her daughter.

“Ah Hun said that Father and Mother are already very busy. We can handle this matter ourselves. Those concubines are just envious of Granny Ma. They can’t cause trouble for Granny Ma alone, so they’re targeting us!” Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen said.