Chapter 102 Chapter 102 Is he here to collect a debt from her? ...
How many more years will it take for him to get married?
And... he doubted whether his mother would still remember this by that time.
The more little Yinzhen thought about it, the more unreliable it seemed. He angrily leaned against the ground and wanted to get up and have a good debate with his mother.
But Li Shuyao didn't care about him. She took a few steps back with the treasure box in her arms, ran back to the study, closed the door in front of the kid, and rummaged around in there for a long time before coming out again after she hid herself.
Little Yinzhen blinked again.
I became even angrier and a little bit unbelievable.
He pursed his lips and began to build up his emotions. Just when he was about to burst into tears, his mother seemed to have predicted his reaction in advance. She nimbly moved past him and disappeared...
He was left standing there blankly, feeling aggrieved.
This... Forbidden City is so big, is there anyone who can take care of his mother?
Someone is bullying a child!!
…
After Li Shuyao confiscated the little boy's treasure box, she hurried to Chengqian Palace with the two sorted account books before the sun set.
Concubine Tong of Chengqian Palace hadn't expected her to finish calculating two account books in such a short time. She looked very surprised and asked, "You've finished all of them?"
Li Shuyao nodded.
Then he pushed the account book on the table in front of Concubine Tong.
Concubine Tong took it and turned directly to the last page. When she saw the total number calculated by Li Shuyao, she blinked in surprise, then suddenly stood up and walked to the shelf nearby, took out a thin booklet, opened one of the pages, and compared it with the total number written by Li Shuyao. There was not a single mistake!
Could it be that this girl is really a genius at accounting?
Concubine Tong put the thin book back, feeling mixed emotions.
This time, without Li Shuyao saying anything, Concubine Tong consciously gave a few instructions to the maid beside her. Not long after, the maid returned with more than ten account books and placed them in front of Li Shuyao with a smile on her face. "Empress Lingpin is so capable and amazing!"
"With your help, my wife won't have to work so hard. She always figures out accounts until midnight and can't even sleep well."
As soon as she opened her mouth, several other maids from Chengqian Palace hurried forward to flatter Li Shuyao, "Yes, yes, Concubine Ling is truly beautiful and kind-hearted, as well as smart and capable!"
"Also, the little prince born to Concubine Ling is also exceptionally intelligent and adorable!"
“…”
The series of praises with different idioms made Li Shuyao feel dizzy. Two clouds seemed to float on her cheeks. She looked like she was drunk or sleepwalking. She almost didn't know how she got back to Changchun Palace.
All she knew was that when she regained consciousness, she was already sitting steadily in the study of Changchun Palace.
The seventeen account books she brought back from Chengqian Palace were neatly arranged on the desk in front of her.
But the fabric at the knees felt heavy and a little damp for some reason...
Li Shuyao lowered her head in confusion, and happened to meet the eyes of little Yinzhen, who was holding her calf, with a tearful expression on his face, sobbing and sweating.
Li Shuyao:?
She suddenly realized something.
——Before she went to Chengqian Palace, she had just confiscated a whole box of jade treasures from this brat.
So, he's here to collect a debt from her?
Li Shuyao instinctively wanted to escape.
But the little guy on her feet held on to her skirt tightly with both hands, and his little butt fell on her shoe as heavy as a rock, whimpering.
Li Shuyao listened attentively for a while with a tense face before she could vaguely discern what the kid was saying.
"Uh, mother, mother has gone bewildered... I, I don't blame you anymore. As many jade stones as you want, I'll give them all to you. I don't want any more, I'll give them all to you... Mother, please get better soon and talk to Yinzhen, to me, to me, okay..."
Li Shuyao:?
She sat back down again in an instant.
The little feet swung lightly on the ground twice, carrying the little cub as if sitting on a swing.
The little boy was crying when he felt his body shaking, so he hugged Li Shuyao's calf tightly with some fear.
Blinking his misty eyes, he saw that his mother had completely come to her senses and was looking at him with a smile.
The little boy's cry was choked, and he suddenly wondered if he had... fallen into the trap of his new mother again?
As he thought about it, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears. Although he had some doubts, he suppressed the fear and worry in his heart little by little, and calmed down again.
Whatever, it’s just a few pieces of jade.
He is only a little over one year old now. Even if we give it to him, he doesn't know how to spend it.
It’s better to leave it with mother. At least it can make her happy for a few days and make him suffer less, right?
*
As time went by, the sorrow brought by Wan Fu's untimely death gradually took root in everyone's hearts.
One day in April of the 19th year of the Kangxi reign, Concubine Nala gave birth to a little prince.
However, perhaps because she was too worried during her pregnancy, the cry of the little boy she gave birth to was almost weaker than that of a kitten, and he died within three days.
Noble Lady Nara was devastated and soon fell ill, like a withered flower in autumn.
Li Shuyao felt some sympathy and went to visit him several times.
At the beginning, Noble Lady Nara was able to cheer up a little and talk to her for a while. She then dragged her to the yard to bask in the sun and stretch her muscles.
Later, her condition worsened, and Noble Lady Nara was in a coma for more than two months. When she woke up again, her spirit was completely exhausted, and she seemed to no longer recognize the concubines in the palace. She would either stay awake and hug Wan Fu's childhood toys and cry silently, or sit in the warm room where Wan Fu lived, and stay there for the whole day.
During this period, she ignored anyone who came and talked to her.
Li Shuyao intuitively felt that Noble Lady Nara might be suffering from depression.
After hearing Li Shuyao's guess, the imperial physicians all frowned, their faces solemn, and seemed to be at a loss as to what to do.
Li Shuyao could actually understand that the most difficult thing to cure in the world is heart disease, let alone the pain of losing a child?
She returned to her Changchun Palace with a sigh, hugged little Yinzhen's soft body and rubbed it for a long time, which slightly dispelled the gloom in her heart.
He then whispered to little Yinzhen, "Your mother Nara is not in good health, so during this period, when you take your brother Yinqi out to play, try to avoid going to Yongshou Palace. Do you understand?"
Little Yinzhen's chubby hands were still wrapped around Li Shuyao's shoulders. Hearing this, he nodded his round head without thinking and replied obediently, "I understand, mother."
Li Shuyao was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to ask why?"
Little Yinzhen's black eyes rolled around. Why else could this happen?
Isn’t it because he is worried that Nara’s mother will see him and his younger brother Yinqi and will be reminded of their loved ones?
After all, when Brother Wan Fu died last year, he was only a little older than he is now.
Moreover, they are half-brothers with the same father, and they look more or less similar.
"Mother is worried that if Nala sees me and my brother, her condition will get worse, right?"
Li Shuyao nodded, a look of relief on her face, "Yes, you are right."
Because Concubine Nara lost two children in succession, the emperor felt both guilty and distressed towards her.
Even at this time, her appearance was a little untidy and sloppy, and her etiquette and rules were a little excessive and careless...
The emperor was also happy to go to Yongshou Palace more often. Firstly, he was afraid that the palace servants would be slacking off, and secondly, he thought that with him around, Noble Lady Nara might be able to find some comfort.
However, there was no effect.
As time went on, the affairs of the previous dynasty piled up more and more. In addition, there was a general election at the beginning of the year, and many new people appeared in the palace. The emperor mentioned Concubine Nala less and less, and he seldom went to Yongshou Palace.
Only Concubine Tong and Li Shuyao would always think of Concubine Nala, who had lost two children in succession in Yongshou Palace.
But every time they go there, few of them bring their children with them.
Last month, a concubine who had just entered the palace and was not very favored was jealous of the fact that Concubine Nara had lost her child but still received the sympathy and care of the emperor, the imperial concubine, and other concubines. So she made an excuse to attend to the illness and ran to Concubine Nara and said many sarcastic words.
Nara Noble was so angry that he vomited blood several times, and his condition, which had just improved a little, became serious again.
When the news reached Chengqian Palace, Concubine Tong was furious. She no longer cared about the palace rules and directly punished the man who made the promise by being flogged for half an hour.
A day later, the Emperor and the two Empress Dowagers learned the news, but they said nothing, which seemed to indicate that they approved of Concubine Tong's actions.
The young concubine was angry and scared, but she also knew that she had made a big mistake first, so she didn't dare to make trouble anymore. She timidly returned to her palace and copied the palace rules more than three times every day, hoping that Concubine Tong would not punish her because of her good attitude of admitting her mistakes.
"Don't worry, mother. I will definitely remember it." Little Yinzhen agreed in a baby voice.
Then she lay in Li Shuyao's arms and acted coquettishly for a while, then took the wet nurse's hand and went back to the warm room to wash up.
*
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
In June of the nineteenth year of the Kangxi reign, little Yinzhen officially turned two years old.
As the weather gradually got warmer, little Yinzhen took off his thick winter clothes. Li Shuyao then discovered that after a few months, the little dumpling had grown a little taller. He no longer looked like a triangular rice ball from a distance or close up.
But the head is still round, the cheeks are still chubby, white with a hint of red, and the hands and feet are still white and clean, with each section shaped like a lotus root.
Little Yinzhen was a little distressed about this. He stood on the couch and let Li Shuyao put his clothes on him. Then he raised his hand and touched the flesh on his chin. He whispered to Li Shuyao, "Mother, do you have any way to make me lose some weight?"
"Um?"
Li Shuyao didn't hear his question clearly at first and looked a little confused, so little Yinzhen repeated what he had just said.
He also said: "When I look at Brother Yinzhi, he is thin, tall, and very handsome."
In fact, he could hardly remember what he looked like when he was two years old in his previous life.
And perhaps because he was reborn again, after returning to the body of a child, many memories of his past life began to become increasingly vague over time.
In addition, he had a new mother in this life, which was like a heavy stone in his heart was suddenly removed.
So many times, he is not willing to take the initiative to think about the past life.
As a result, his temper and behavior are now more and more like that of a real child.
After touching his chin, he pinched his round and soft belly, and like a little adult, he sighed deeply.
Li Shuyao found it a little funny to see him like this.
A little kid with a big brain.
He's only two years old, and he already has his own aesthetic sense?
She reached out and pinched Yinzhen's chubby little hand, and before he could come to his senses, she quickly pinched his chubby cheeks, flicked his soft chin, tapped his stomach like a watermelon, and finally patted his little butt a few times.
After a series of actions, she seemed to reminisce and said, "Mother thinks that being too thin is not good either. Being chubby is more cute."
"Besides, you are more than a year younger than your brother Yinzhi. By the time you are three years old, you will probably be thinner too."
"So what's the rush now?"
"But...but sometimes, I can't keep up with Brother Yinzhi. What should I do if he doesn't want to play with me?"
Li Shuyao thought for a moment and said, "How about you go play with your brother Yinqi?"
Upon hearing her words, little Yinzhen frowned subconsciously, "No, I don't want to play with brother Yinqi."
Li Shuyao was a little curious: "Why?"
"Because my brother is so stupid that he can't even speak clearly."
"And he's so lazy. He can already walk, but he still doesn't want to walk and would rather crawl on the ground... He even pulls up my pants and asks me to crawl with him. I, I'm already this old, I don't want to crawl on the ground..."
Once little Yinzhen started complaining, he couldn't stop.
Li Shuyao stood by and listened silently, and seemed to catch a glimpse of a small black figure from the corner of her eye.
She turned her body slightly and saw little Yinzhen, who was being complained about by Yinzhen, and was brought to Changchun Palace by Qingyao at some point.
At this moment, she was lying on the ground at the door of the small room with her small hands and feet, as if she had seen something beloved, and her big eyes were looking in the direction of Yinzhen...
Li Shuyao: "..."
This silly child, didn’t he hear Yinzhen saying bad things about him?
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