The Thirteenth Prince, Please Kneel Down

Everyone says the Thirteenth Prince is dashing, handsome, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and the dream lover of countless young ladies. But when it comes to Zhaojia Heyue, she dismiss...

Chapter 439 The Storm Is Brewing (shuhaige.net)

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the red line on Heyue's palm, which proved that Thirteen was safe and sound, and Heyue was able to calm down.

For safety reasons, Heyue forbade the children from going out, and the entry and exit of servants in the mansion were also more strictly controlled than in previous years. Heyue was informed of who left the mansion, who entered the mansion, and what they did.

In November, Emperor Kangxi ordered Prince Yong to perform the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven on his behalf, which seemed to immediately reveal a certain message.

Heyue was holding Hongxiao, sitting on the carpet on the floor of the house, playing with building blocks with Hongxiao.

Hongxiao is six months old now, and he's so chubby that sometimes even Heyue can't lift him.

But he was also very active and loved to jump around. He would often grab the hairpins and earrings on Heyue's head and play with them, laughing happily.

Fearing he might put the food in his mouth, Heyue had all the jewelry put away and didn't wear any of it.

After stacking blocks for a while, Hongxiao suddenly knocked everything over, yelling and jumping up and down to vent his frustration.

Fortunately, Heyue held him under the armpits, preventing him from falling.

Seeing her son's face turn red with anger, he snuggled into Heyue's arms while pointing at the overturned blocks and shouting even more angrily.

Heyue chuckled, pinched his nose, and scolded, "You little rascal, when are you going to stop? Aren't you tired? But your mother is tired."

Hongxiao blinked and stared blankly at Heyue, seemingly not understanding what Heyue had said. Suddenly, she became even more angry and yelled "Ah ah!" while stomping her feet.

After playing with him for two hours, Heyue was really tired. She raised her hand and gently patted his little bottom, deliberately putting on a stern face: "You're not allowed to play anymore, take a rest."

He couldn't understand anything else, but as soon as Heyue patted his little bottom, Hongxiao immediately understood that Heyue was unhappy. He didn't dare to make a fuss anymore and immediately turned into a good boy, grinning brightly and rushing into Heyue's arms, rubbing his face against hers in a flattering manner.