The Great Fujin's Child-Rearing Diary of Qing Dynasty Transmigration

He Zhuo, the youngest daughter of the Irgen Gioro family, was bestowed a marriage to the 'Eldest Prince' of Emperor Kangxi's lineage.

Her story is about diligently raising childre...

A lamp illuminates the way home.

Yinzhi walked quickly toward the princes' quarters. From afar, he saw someone holding a lantern. As he got closer, he realized it was his wife. Yinzhi didn't know why, but seeing his wife waiting for him there, the restlessness in his heart was instantly calmed down.

All the emperor's favor, all the fighting between brothers, were gone.

All that remained was the lamp in the wife's hand, the lamp that shone into his heart, shining brightly into his soul.

This is already the edge of the prince's residence. It is inconvenient for the princess to leave the prince's residence at night. This is the limit that the princess can go out of, just to wait for him.

Yinzhi held his wife's small hand, which was icy cold, but it warmed his heart instantly. This must be what home feels like. No matter how late it is, someone will always leave a light on for you.

"You must be freezing. Let me warm you up." He said, taking the lamp from He Zhuo and handing it to Liu Bajin, while warming his wife's small hands.

He Zhuo smiled gently and said, "I've only been here a short while. The fire pit is already lit, and the ginger soup is ready. Your Highness, please have a bowl of hot ginger soup first, and then I'll cook you some noodles. Eunuch Dong from Mother's Palace just came to give me these instructions."

Yinzhi remained silent, simply listening to his wife's incessant chatter.

My heart is at peace.

On this winter night, the princess's skirt was already soaked with sweat; she had been waiting for who knows how long.

Although it didn't snow today, it did snow the past two days, and it drizzled this morning, so the roads are all wet. When we get back, I'll make sure she drinks ginger soup and takes a hot bath; she can't get sick.

What Yinzhi was thinking was...

Since that night, no matter what happened, there was always a light in Yinzhi's heart, a light that led him home.

The Grand Consort illuminated Yinzhi's way home with a dim lamplight.

Before long, the couple arrived at the prince's residence. Everything was prepared in the main courtyard. After drinking the ginger soup, the couple sighed contentedly.

Even Liu Bajin was given a bowl of ginger soup by the Spring Equinox and led to a side room where there were snacks. They said they had also prepared hot soup noodles for him, which would be ready soon.

After drinking the ginger soup, Liu Bajin felt warm inside, as the soup was hot.

He thought to himself: "This place is so comfortable, no wonder the prince likes her. Even Liu Bajin thinks she's very considerate. She's also fertile and can raise children. The eldest princess and the eldest prince are just so lovable."

Yinzhi was also tired today. The two of them soaked in the hot spring and ate a bowl of hot beef noodles without cilantro. Hezhuo personally applied hot compresses and medicine to Yinzhi's knees before they fell asleep in each other's arms.

All night until dawn.