It rained all day long, and the princes and princesses were informed early in the morning that they did not need to go to the front yard for school and could rest for the day.
The little girl seemed to have gotten used to not seeing her eldest brother for a few days, and rarely mentioned "big brother" anymore. However, she still loved to hug her beloved little horse as always.
Later, Li Chenjiao had Lümei make a cloth tiger for the Fourth Prince, otherwise the boy would always want to bite it when he saw his sister playing with the toy horse.
The Fourth Prince has been weaned for a while now, and he wants to put everything in his mouth. Li Chenjiao has to keep an eye on him every day.
This child is no less troublesome than Aman.
Since only a young prince had passed away, there weren't many people who came to pay their respects. Most of the people who came were those who wanted to befriend the Fourth Prince and knew about the incident.
The mansion wasn't very lively, and even fewer women from various families came to pay their respects.
It wasn't exactly a joyous occasion. Besides, he was just the eldest son born to a concubine.
Who knows what the Fourth Prince's wife is thinking?
Each family sent some gifts as a gesture of sympathy, and that was that.
The deaths of the two eldest princes did not cause much of a stir in the end.
Those servants who were beaten to death were actually responsible for failing to protect the eldest prince, and then they tried to shift the blame onto each other...
Speaking of which, the servants around the eldest prince have changed several times. Since the servants serving him have changed too frequently, they are naturally not loyal.
Even those few haha beads were all sent back.
However, because of the matter concerning the eldest prince, Li Chenjiao also sent several girls from the second princess's side home to rest for a few days. The girls thanked her happily, probably because they were homesick.
Although Aman and the girls often played together, Li Chenjiao could clearly sense that Aman breathed a sigh of relief when she visited the girls' homes.
Li Chenjiao asked the question during lunch. She asked casually, and the little girl was already used to her mother's straightforwardness.
"They're so clingy," the girl said after hesitating for a while.
Li Chenjiao was somewhat surprised by these words, and then couldn't help but feel a little amused and exasperated.
She thought for a moment and came up with a solution for the little girl: "If anyone is too clingy to you, then don't let them follow you. It will be fine in half a day or a day."
Managing subordinates is like flying a kite; the person holding the kite string has to control the distance—too close or too far is not appropriate.
The girl is still young, and Li Chenjiao wouldn't explain it too clearly, as explaining it would only complicate matters.
Those who disliked her distanced themselves. The girls were a few years older than the Second Princess, and they weren't completely ignorant. Those who were intelligent would naturally understand, but those who weren't…
Li Chenjiao patted the little girl's head. She only gave some pointers to Aman and left the rest to the little girl to decide.
The little girl seemed a bit confused by what she heard, but she didn't dwell on it too much and soon went to play in the study.
The little girl had already started learning to write. When Li Chenjiao was at the mansion, she would accompany the little girl to practice writing for a quarter of an hour every day.
If the little girl gets tired, she can rest in the study for a while. Aman's rocking horse is also placed in the outer room of the study.
Now that the Fourth Prince can walk, his rocking horse has been placed in the study.
It was raining outside, and Li Chenjiao followed her into the study.
The little girl rides the rocking horse outside, and when she gets tired, she hugs the persimmon to play. In the past two years, the persimmon has grown better and better, and Aman can hardly lift it anymore.
Li Chenjiao sat in a grand chair, leaning back lazily and listening to the autumn rain outside the corridor.
Such a rare moment of leisure; I wish life could continue like this forever.
Li Chenjiao casually picked up a book from the table to cover her face, but unexpectedly, several thin sheets of paper fell out of the book.
Li Chenjiao leaned over to pick it up and noticed the writing on the paper.
This is... Fourth Master's handwriting.
Li Chenjiao glanced at it briefly and knew from just a few words that it was a eulogy written by the Fourth Master.
It was written to the eldest prince.
Li Chenjiao knew that Fourth Master's calligraphy was good, but she didn't really know much about his literary talent. After all, handling official business was one thing, but writing poetry and songs was another.
As Li Chenjiao knew, the former Third Master was a skilled poet, but he seemed to have performed only so-so in his duties at the Ministry of Rites.
Several of the notices contained eulogies, but Li Chenjiao didn't look at them closely. She simply picked them up carefully and placed them aside.
She thought for a moment, then put the few thin sheets of paper back into the book, and finally put the book aside.
It must have been written a few days ago when the Fourth Prince borrowed the study, since he hadn't entered the backyard in the past few days.
Li Chenjiao felt a lump in her throat even after just glancing at the few words on the paper.
People always find it hard to accept sudden accidents.
At that time, the Fourth Prince still couldn't let go of the matter. Li Chenjiao was, to put it bluntly, just an observer. The relationship between the First Prince and her was at most that they would politely call each other "Mother Li" and "First Prince" when they met.
But for the Fourth Prince, it was a different story.
However, with the Golden Offering Festival approaching, even though the First Prince is gone, the Fourth Prince will still have to force a smile and come to pay respects and celebrate tomorrow.
Li Chenjiao rubbed her eyes and slumped back in the armchair, but since there was no cushion behind her, it wasn't very comfortable.
Just like the death of the eldest prince at the hands of Li Chenjiao, it wasn't a serious blow, but it's still hard not to feel sad when you think about it.
Li Chenjiao closed her eyes, listening to Aman's laughter outside, her expression calm.
...
The next day was the Golden Banquet Festival. The rain gradually stopped by morning, and by the time Li Chenjiao left the mansion and got into the carriage, the rain had already stopped.
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