The departing convoy, accompanied by the sound of bugle calls, slowly walked out of the capital. The women who had come to see them off watched their husbands leave, their eyes filled with tears as they returned home. Jue Luo Shi did not appear; many had already guessed that she would not be in the same place as Qing Yan.

The noblewomen in the capital were even more disdainful of Lady Gioro's actions. Weren't her daughters good to her? Which of their daughters would unconditionally prepare jewelry for her? Only Qingyan was open-minded enough to provide everything.

Inside the Ulanara residence, Jue Luo smashed all the porcelain in the room. Fei Yanggu directly instructed Akdun not to go to see her off. Today, the wet nurse secretly went over and overheard the gossip of those noble ladies. How could she tolerate it?

"Damn it, Qingyan, that little vixen, has been my nemesis since birth." Jue Luo never looks for the reasons within herself when she makes mistakes; she always looks for them in others. Every move Qingyan makes makes Jue Luo hate her deeply.

"Princess..." The wet nurse looked at the somewhat delirious Jue Luo Shi and sighed helplessly. Wasn't the little princess doing enough?

The rumors and gossip in the capital didn't bother Qingyan. She lay on the soft couch, fast asleep, while Yin watched her with her small mouth slightly open and her large, watery eyes tightly closed.

"Little darling, get up quickly, or you'll be sleepy tonight!" Yin checked the time; it was almost 1:45 AM.

She took a small feather from the drawer of the kang table and teased her nose. Recently, the weather has been getting colder, and Qingyan has been staying in bed even more lately. This year, the temperature on the grasslands has been strange, causing many grasslands to dry out. There are many letters on Kangxi's imperial desk requesting him to distribute relief grain.

"No!" Qingyan wrinkled her little nose. She finally had a chance to sleep in, and she didn't want to give it up.

Two chubby little paws gripped the blanket tightly, stubbornly wrapping themselves inside; a warm and cozy bed was the best option.

Yin looked at this arrogant fellow and was speechless. From Fei Yanggu to Saito, no one was as lazy as this guy. Which noble lady didn't get up early to pay her respects and start her day of study after breakfast?

This boy has been lazy since childhood, and was even educated using the Four Books and Five Classics. Fei Yanggu is teaching Qingyan entirely according to his son's methods. Now, the little guy's Chinese studies are the best in the Ulanara family. The tutors hired by the Ulanara family all say that if Princess Qingyan were a boy, she would definitely be a role model for the Eight Banners boys. This statement has dealt a blow to the princes in the deep palace. Before he left the palace, Kangxi specifically instructed him that if he couldn't compete with experience in his studies, his workload would be increased.

Was it easy for him?

"Sisi, let me sleep a little longer, just a little longer!" Qingyan twisted her little body and patted the spot next to her sleepily. "You can grow taller if you sleep more!"

He mumbled a couple of words and then fell asleep again. Yin gritted his teeth in resentment. What did these two things have to do with each other? Which royal prince didn't get up at three quarters past 1:00 AM to start his day of school? At Fei Yanggu's residence, Fei Yanggu forcibly changed his daily routine. Fortunately, he was supposed to return to the palace when he was ten years old, otherwise, he would be ridiculed by his brothers when he went back.

"Little darling, go outside and get some sun." Yin tried to get Qingyan up, but the little girl ignored him. He sighed, took out Qingyan's bulletproof vest and riding clothes from the wardrobe, and slowly dressed the little guy.

This dark green bulletproof vest was different from the gold-threaded soft armor that Kangxi had given him; the former was thinner and had something hard underneath to cover his vital areas. Feiyanggu, Saito, Eshuo, and Qingyan each wore two bulletproof vests, and the gold-threaded soft armor given by Kangxi was kept in their personal luggage. After all, one had to be careful sometimes. Unlike the other three, the two of them didn't wear their gold-threaded soft armor on the outside while in the carriage.

Yin quickly dressed Qingyan, gently combed her hair into two buns, and then picked her up to sit on the soft couch. The carriage sunshade opened, letting in warm sunlight. Qingyan, dazzled by the bright sunlight, turned and buried her smiling face in Yin's arms, her little bottom facing the window. When Saito and Eshuo passed by and saw the little one's actions, they couldn't help but laugh.

Qingyan immediately got angry when she heard her brothers whispering. She rubbed her eyes with her chubby little hands and pouted her pink lips.

"You two are just being naughty." Qingyan was annoyed, and Yin quickly suppressed the smile in his eyes, determined not to follow in the footsteps of these two idiots.

"Sulan, come in and tidy up the room." Qingyan yawned slightly and, under Yin's care, brushed her teeth and washed her face.

"Princess, breakfast is ready!" Yin had been starving, and as he ate with Qingyan, the little guy's expression made him unable to resist pinching his smooth little face.

Qingyan rolled her eyes twice and waved her little paws toward the char siu bao. Yin shook his head helplessly. Today's breakfast was relatively vegetarian, at least there were no meat dishes like wontons as usual.

"Lunch will probably be a long time coming. I brought quite a few snacks, so eat as much as you like if you're hungry." Yin wiped Qingyan's greasy little mouth. Everyone in the palace knew about his obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness, but in front of Qingyan, all of that would disappear.

The carriage window opened, and many people trembled at Yin's actions. A shiver ran through them—was this the same serious and aloof Fourth Prince? A gentle smile...

Even Yin was rubbing his eyes, realizing he must have opened it wrong.

"Big brother, here's an apple for you." Yin took an apple from the plate on the small tea table and threw it directly to Yin outside the window. The person who was stunned instinctively took the fruit that was thrown back. "The rest are for Father and Mother."

Yin was to take care of Qingyan. Kangxi had already given orders that Yin did not need to go to the imperial carriage to pay his respects during the march. He only needed to take care of the little guy so that he would not be a burden to the army.

"Thanks, Fourth Brother!" After a moment, Yin regained his composure. His icy tone was something only his younger brother could imitate; it seemed he had worried unnecessarily.

After Yin left, Qingyan chuckled. His image as an iceberg had been formed since childhood, and even the eldest prince had never seen him change his expression.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh. If I wasn't trying to coax you, would I have ruined my image?" Yin's cheeks flushed slightly as he stubbornly scolded.

Boring. Flirtatious!

Qingyan muttered to herself that the character of a certain fourth person in the novel had already been defined, and that in addition to being cold, he was also a representative of being cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"Fourth Prince, do you know how arrogant you are?" After Qingyan finished speaking, she hugged her little belly and laughed, clutching half a char siu bao tightly in her right hand. The Fourth Prince was really too cute.

Looking at his puffed-up little face, Qingyan wanted to roll on the ground in anger.