Logically speaking, the matter of reinforcing Fuzhou with troops had nothing to do with the palace.
There are plenty of civil and military officials in the court who are willing to serve the country loyally. There are those who are afraid of death, and there are those who are not, so the court doesn't need to worry about not having anyone to employ.
It's not a big deal, it doesn't need a pillar of support.
But things went wrong when Yinqi left a letter for Kangxi and, before dawn, ran off to Fuzhou with the Eight Banners soldiers who were traveling.
When Emperor Kangxi received the letter and opened it, he was so angry that he almost overturned the table.
Yinreng, who was snuggling with Tong Wanyan, had just taken off his clothes, but then silently tied his belt back on with a dark expression.
Everyone says being the crown prince is great, but what's so great about it? You can't even spend a little time being affectionate with your wife.
Tong Wanyan was laughing so hard her stomach was cramping while nestled under the covers. She said, "I told you long ago, it's not good to be lewd in broad daylight. Look, how many times has it worked?"
Yinreng said angrily, "Even if it fails a hundred times, it's good if it succeeds once. I won't give up, my darling, wait for me to come back."
Tong Wanyan raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at him with surprise, and ruthlessly shattered his inner fantasy: "Father Emperor called you over in such a hurry, I'm afraid you won't be back until dark. You should go and come back as soon as possible, I'll sleep a little longer. Once those little chubby boys wake up, I won't have time to rest."
Yinreng looked at Tong Wanyan with a wronged expression, his wet eyes seeming to say, "My darling, you've changed."
A handsome young man, as elegant as jade, gazes at you with longing eyes; who wouldn't be moved?
Food and sex are human nature.
Tong Wanyan considered herself a shameless and shallow mortal, but she was extremely attracted to a beauty like Yinreng.
"How about I rest for a while before going?" Tong Wanyan lifted a corner of the quilt and urged Yinreng.
Yinreng longed to crawl into bed, but the howling wind and the rustling of branches outside forced him to politely decline.
"Father knows best how far it is for me to walk from Yuqing Palace to the Imperial Study. I'm not someone who can't walk quickly, so my darling, let's wait until tonight." Yinreng smiled lewdly, like a peach blossom fairy who had cultivated herself.
Tong Wanyan clutched her chest, her heart pounding wildly. She secretly sighed that she must have accumulated eight lifetimes of good fortune to be able to have such a male demon all to herself.
Yinreng straightened his clothes and stepped out the door, but then he turned around and looked away.
"If Hongsheng makes a fuss again, just send him to Yinzhi's house. His wife has been eyeing the child for a long time, let them take him and have their fun. Don't let him wail until it gives you a headache," Yinreng instructed worriedly.
There was a reason why he gave such a serious warning.
Tana, the tyrant of the Forbidden City, single-handedly raised her younger brother Hongsheng to become the tyrant of Yuqing Palace.
Although Hongsheng could only wave his little hands and kick his little legs, when he roared, everyone within a few miles could hear him.
He's still young, at the age where he's still blowing bubbles, so being fierce or reasoning with him is useless. They all act like they're royalty, even Xuan Niao, that parrot, has someone protecting him. Yinreng gets a headache just thinking about it.
Yinreng's helpless expression made Tong Wanyan laugh out loud.
"My darling, I love you dearly, and you still laugh at me!" Yinreng was so angry he turned into a pufferfish.
Tong Wanyan quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself. Tana and the others are sensible. They're young now, but in a few years they'll be my little darlings."
"A sweet little cotton-padded jacket in the sweltering summer?" Yinreng asked.
Tong Wanyan smiled, her eyes crinkling: "No matter when the cotton-padded jacket was made, it's still my own child."
One sentence left Yinreng speechless. He glared and threw a tantrum, but Tong Wanyan quickly coaxed him, saying, "If we raise them for another ten years or so, the children will be able to take good care of me and Master. At that time, Master and I can live a relaxed life, and let them do all the hard and tiring work."
Yinreng was pleased: "It's a deal. Xiao Yan, don't protect them when the time comes."
Yinreng went to the Imperial Study in high spirits, and soon after, Hongsheng woke up.
Even though they were separated by a courtyard, Tong Wanyan could still hear his voice clearly.
She rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on, and sent Chunque into the room to help her change.
When they arrived at Hongsheng's courtyard, they found Shi Xiuzhu sitting in front of the cradle with dark circles under his eyes.
Shi Xiuzhu can be truly a handful at times, even worse than Yinreng.
Faced with seven-month-old Hongsheng, Shi Xiuzhu persevered in giving lessons to the baby every day.
Because she had referred to herself as "Father" in front of Hongsheng, she felt obligated to take on the responsibility of being a father.
Even though she doesn't have a man's penis, her loving fatherly heart is the same.
Hongsheng doesn't understand classical Chinese, historical lessons, poetry, and music right now, but that's alright. She can just read them aloud more, and he'll understand eventually.
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