He nodded in agreement; this was a good thing.

People in ancient times valued posthumous honor. Father worked hard for most of his life, and now he enjoys the blessings of his descendants and is respected by the world. He has died a worthy death.

Heyue was very grateful for Yongzheng's actions.

Two days later, the Fourth Prince and Hongtun returned safely to the capital.

After the two returned to the palace to report their mission, Hongtun returned to his residence.

Heyue had already led everyone in the mansion to wait outside the second gate.

When Hongtun appeared before her, completely unharmed, Heyue excitedly hugged her son tightly, exclaiming, "Hongtun, you worried your mother to death!"

Hongtun blushed slightly: "Mother, your son is fine."

With so many people around, being held in his mother's arms made Hongtun feel both uncomfortable and deeply moved.

Hongchang also ran over, slapped Hongtun on the shoulder, his eyes wide with anger: "You brat! You really are lucky, you scared your mother half to death!"

Despite her angry words, her eyes reddened, and she finally couldn't help but hug her younger brother tightly: "I'll never bully you again! But you're not allowed to scare me and Mother again!"

Hongtun nodded, moved, and grinned, "I'll listen to my older brother."

Seeing that her son had lost a lot of weight, Heyue felt heartbroken and took her son's hand back to the main room.

She ordered someone to prepare Hongtun's favorite snacks, and Heyue had Hongtun sit beside her. She stroked his thin face and asked, "How have you been these days?"

It's easy to imagine that he and Hongli must have suffered a lot after they went missing.

From childhood to adulthood, even when his family lived in Jiangnan, Hongtun never suffered any grievances.

Now, however, I've been forced to wander outside for so long.