Tana and Hongzhao are not sensitive to the word "fat".
There was no other reason than that no one, except for Tong Wanyan and Yinreng, would say that word to them.
Furthermore, they were just joking and didn't mean any harm; the chubby little ones even thought it was a compliment.
Wiggling his chubby bottom, Hongzhao crawled up to Tong Wanyan's side at lightning speed.
Tong Wanyan turned to Ling Mama and asked, "Mama, when will Hongzhao start learning to walk?"
Yinreng was also very curious. Every time he saw the chubby little ones crawling over from the ground, the scene was somewhat hilarious.
Ling Mama felt quite helpless towards these two masters who were becoming mothers and fathers for the first time.
“Generally speaking, babies start walking around one year old, some as early as ten months, and some as late as one year and three or four months. However, learning to walk too early is not good for bone development. The young masters are born into the royal family and are surrounded by servants, so they don’t need to learn to walk too early,” said Granny Ling, who was very experienced.
Tong Wanyan nodded: "I don't know anything about these things. I've never seen a very young child before. Fortunately, I have Granny Ling here, which puts my mind at ease."
Yinreng agreed, "That's for sure. I was raised by my nanny, and since I'm so good, our children will definitely be even better."
"Granny, won't they hurt their skin from crawling around like that? The little ones are so tender, like soft tofu, we're afraid to hold them too tightly," Yinreng asked.
Ling Mama smiled and said, "There are clothes. There are also carpets on the floor. The wet nurses of the young masters will keep an eye on them at all times."
After listening, Yinreng realized he had asked a silly question.
He looked around and, after surveying the room, realized that apart from Tong Wanyan, no one dared to remember the incident and laugh at him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
As for Tong Wanyan, he's been bullied so much that he's long been used to it.
When Granny Ling came over at this time, she wasn't just standing there doing nothing, like a pretty pillar.
She was very busy. The mistress didn't like to manage affairs and trusted her immensely. She had to live up to that trust and manage Yuqing Palace like an iron barrel, in perfect order, so that no problems would arise from the inner courtyard.
"In two days, it will be the anniversary of the Empress Dowager's death," said Granny Ling.
"The Empress Dowager has been dead for three years. Father Emperor must be feeling sad again." Yinreng's mood became much lower when the Empress Dowager was mentioned.
His departure these past two days, leaving Hongzhao to Kangxi, may well have been a way of letting the chubby boy please Kangxi.
Ling Mama remained silent, for she had seen better than anyone the Empress Dowager was kind to Yinreng.
"I'm going to see Father Emperor." Yinreng was silent for a moment, then got up to leave.
Tong Wanyan stood up as well: "His Majesty is concerned about the world and is a pillar of the Qing Dynasty. There are some things he cannot say to outsiders. Please stay with him for a while."
"I know that it's lonely at the top. Even though Father Emperor holds the world in his hands, he must have moments of sadness. Play with them for a while, and remember to rest well at noon. I'll spend time with you again in the evening," Yinreng said with concern.
When Emperor Kangxi learned that Yinreng was coming, he showed a rare smile for the entire day.
No one knows a son better than his father, and he probably knew why Yinreng had come.
Actually, the Empress Dowager had only mentioned the other princes a few times in the past few days, but Kangxi was unwilling to talk to them about it.
The grandson whom the Empress Dowager most cherished and nurtured was him, and the great-grandson whom she loved most dearly was Yinreng. Only he and Yinreng could understand the longing they felt for the deceased Empress Dowager.
"Father, your son is back," Yinreng said.
Kangxi pointed and gestured for him to sit opposite him: "Were you tired from the journey? You probably haven't even had a sip of water since you got back, and you're already here with me."
Yinreng licked his dry lips shyly: "Every year during these days, Father Emperor feels sad. Hongzhao has accompanied you, now it's your son's turn."
Kangxi smiled with satisfaction, though he couldn't lift Yinreng up and hold him like he did when he was a child.
He rubbed his fingers together, then turned to rub Yinreng's head.
"People are born, grow old, get sick, and die. Grandmother has lived a long life," Kangxi said.
“However, it is impossible to part with those who are close to you,” Yinreng added in a low voice.
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