“Lanqin, I don’t want to become the original Wenxiu either, but Thirteen has just returned and suffered so much. I can’t bear to go against his wishes,” Zhao Jia hurriedly explained. She really didn’t want to go back to being the original Wenxiu, but when her husband, Thirteen, said those words, she couldn’t refute them.
"He has suffered so much over the years, do you think you haven't? You've been just like him, guarding the Thirteenth Prince's residence for over a decade, and trying every means to maintain its dignity for over a decade. You finally found a way to support yourself, and you just give up like this?" Lanqin said angrily.
Zhao Jia looked at Lan Qin in surprise, but Lan Qin's words were exactly what she wanted to hear, so she couldn't help but ask expectantly, "Lan Qin, if Fourth Brother asked you to close down Da Qing Hot Pot, would you close it down?"
“No, I will argue with him and make him explain why I should be locked up. I will not agree unless he gives a convincing reason,” Lanqin said.
Zhao Jia looked at Lan Qin with admiration. She knew that Lan Qin was a woman of action, and never just talked the talk but didn't walk the walk.
“Lanqin, I want to do the same as you. If Thirteen says it again, I will say that I will close it after Fourth Sister-in-law closes it,” Zhaojia said.
Lanqin nodded, then talked with Wenxiu for a long time before returning to her residence.
Meanwhile, the Fourth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince arrived at Changchun Garden. The Thirteenth Prince started to have convulsions again, and he was actually a little afraid to see Emperor Kangxi.
“Thirteenth Prince, didn’t I tell you last night that Father Emperor already feels guilty towards you? Otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought you up himself,” the Fourth Prince said.
"Fourth Brother, I'm afraid that if I see Father Emperor, I'll... I'll involuntarily blame him!" Thirteenth Brother said to Fourth Master while standing at the entrance of Changchun Garden.
"Thirteen, you've been raising bees in the alley for so many years, haven't you figured it out yet?" Fourth Master patted Thirteen's shoulder and said, "We are his sons, and also his subjects. Between ruler and subject, how could the ruler be wrong?"
Thirteen nodded blankly and said, "Fourth Brother, why don't you go in and tell Father Emperor that your unfilial son, Thirteen, has come to pay his respects to Father Emperor?"
Fourth Master nodded and went inside first, leaving Thirteenth Master alone outside.
Meanwhile, Emperor Kangxi was listening to a storyteller in his room. He was reclining on a warm couch, with his companion reading the story to him.
After the Fourth Prince went in and recounted the story of the Thirteenth Prince's visit to pay his respects, Kangxi did not respond immediately. He seemed hesitant, unsure whether to see the Thirteenth Prince right away.
"Father, yesterday, the Thirteenth Prince wept bitterly, saying that he was truly an unfilial son, having not served you for over a decade. He begged you to allow him to come and pay his respects," said the Fourth Prince.
After hearing these words, Kangxi's expression relaxed slightly. As for the thirteenth son, his youngest son whom he had once cherished dearly, at that time, he had banished him to the beekeeping alley, where he had been imprisoned for more than a decade.
"Let him in!" Kangxi thought for a moment and finally said.
Fourth Master felt relieved and quickly withdrew.
The thought of his son, whom he had imprisoned for thirteen years, coming to see him caused Kangxi a strange sense of nervousness. He wasn't usually one to feel nervous; the entire empire belonged to him, so who could possibly make him nervous?
However, the return of the thirteenth prince made Kangxi feel nervous. He unconsciously began to scratch the top of his head, a habitual action that Kangxi took when he was uneasy.
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