After holding the chubby little dumpling for a while, Qingyin planned to rest properly after the tent was set up. At this moment, Yinzhen, who was in front, also returned. Looking at Qingyin holding little Fupei, he couldn't help but smile. He took the heavy chubby dumpling first and said with concern, "Shilan, this child is chubby. Let the servants hold him. Don't make your hands sore."
Perhaps understanding his father's complaints, little Fupei, with his tiny pink gums just emerging, bit into the big hand of his wicked father who had taken him away from his beautiful mother. Unfortunately, little Fupei, whose little teeth were not yet fully developed, bit for a long time and could only leave wet saliva and a sour, chubby cheek on Yinzhen's big hand, nothing else.
This scene made Qingyin laugh. "Master is really something. He said Fu Pei's words to his face, and this has caused a scene right now."
"It's alright, his teeth haven't fully grown in yet, he doesn't feel any pain." Yinzhen smiled and poked Xiao Fupei, who was still twisting and refusing to let go, until his little mouth hurt before he finally opened his mouth and glared at his unscrupulous father.
The two joked around for a while, then went into the tent together. This loving scene made Yinzhen, who was high up, extremely jealous. He couldn't help but wonder what intimate things might happen when the two went into the tent alone. Even though the two were in a legitimate relationship, Yinzhen had an urge to drag Yinzhen out and beat him up. But thinking of his plan, he suppressed this urge and left the shadowy place.
The next morning, Yinzhen brought Xiao Fupei to Kangxi. Looking at this unfamiliar imperial grandfather with slightly graying hair but still handsome features, his big eyes were full of curiosity and innocence, which made the princes next to him twitch their lips.
Kangxi ignored his sons, whose identities were obvious even without looking at them, and looked at his grandson Fupei, who looked exactly like him. A special kind of affection appeared in his eyes. He took the chubby little dumpling from Yinzhen's arms. The heavy weight made him raise an eyebrow. "He's grown quite robust," he said with a smile, "Can you walk yet?"
"We will meet Fu Pei and our maternal grandfather."
A babyish voice overlapped with Yinzhen's, and everyone turned their attention to Fupei in Kangxi's arms. Such a small child, yet so articulate—what a clever child! Kangxi also looked at the chubby little dumpling with slight surprise. When the Crown Prince was a child, he could only speak some complete and coherent words at over a year old. Fupei was only nine months old and could speak so clearly; his talent was truly remarkable.
Looking at Fu Pei, who resembled him and was also intelligent, Kangxi looked at the chubby little dumpling with even more tenderness, "Then how about Fu Pei goes to show Grandfather Huang?"
"good."
As soon as he was put down, little Fupei took off running towards Yinzhen with his short legs. Before Kangxi could react, Yinzhen instinctively caught the chubby little dumpling who almost fell. Looking at Fupei's chubby face, which was full of praise, Yinzhen didn't know what to say. Kangxi belatedly praised him under his grandson's expectant gaze: "Fupei will definitely be the first Baturu of our Great Qing in the future, and become a warrior who protects the Great Qing."
Seeing that even the Emperor had praised his nephew, the other princes also began to praise Xiao Fupei. Amidst a barrage of sweet words of praise, Xiao Fupei's eyes crinkled with laughter, making him look even more like Emperor Kangxi. This made Yinzhen glance helplessly at the restless little chubby boy in his arms.
With Father Emperor here, it's not convenient to discipline the chubby boy who doesn't know his place. He'll teach him a lesson when they get back. Thinking this, Yinzhen put on the smile he usually wore.
Little Fupei didn't see the danger in his father's smile, but instinctively felt a threat from him. He wiggled his bottom and wanted a hug from Kangxi. Although he was still young, he wasn't stupid. He could tell that his grandfather was the most powerful and capable person. With his grandfather spoiling him, no one would dare to bully him. Thinking this, the little dumpling with sesame filling smiled even sweeter at Kangxi, making Kangxi, who already liked his grandson, like him even more. He then kept Fupei with him.
Yinzhen couldn't refuse, so he could only explain it to Qingyin properly when he got back.
The chubby little boy, who wasn't afraid even when separated from his father, won the favor of the prince and his companions. Children this young are usually afraid of being separated from their loved ones, but Fupei was bold and brave.
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On the other side, Qingyin also took Songzhi out for a walk to clear her mind. Yixiu was now trying to avoid seeing her and didn't want to stay with her, so she went to the group of the prince's primary wives early on. Qingyin wanted some peace and quiet, so she took a less crowded route.
Along the way, the ladies and servants of noble families passing by were astonished.
Who is this stunningly beautiful woman before me, dressed in a flowing, gorgeous dress with exquisite accessories, a slender waist, and breathtaking beauty? How can there be such a woman in this world?
Everyone stared in amazement at the woman who walked past.
It wasn't until Qingyin had walked away that everyone snapped out of their daze and asked, "Whose young lady is this?" A beautiful woman in red couldn't help but ask.
Another woman, with delicate features but clearly dressed as a married woman, said, "This must be a woman who is about to get married. The young lady just now had her hair styled in a wedding updo. I really envy her. I wonder what kind of family could marry such a beautiful and intelligent woman."
"Yes, in all my years of life I have seen so many people, I have never seen a beauty comparable to that lady from before."
...
The ladies, who had been keeping to themselves in small groups because of their social status, suddenly gathered together and started chatting excitedly about Qingyin, making several close friends in the process.
However, there were also persistent and intelligent women who followed Qingyin.
"Miss, wait a minute, miss!"
Hearing a clear, melodious, yet anxious voice, Qingyin stopped and looked back curiously.
A spirited woman dressed in a blue qipao ran towards her without breaking a sweat, followed by several panting maids. Looking at the woman with dark skin and a tall figure, Qingyin was somewhat surprised. With such well-defined features, she couldn't possibly be from the Qing Dynasty.
The woman who saw Qingyin stop breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her disheveled clothes slightly, and looked at Qingyin with bright eyes, laughing heartily, "May I ask which family you belong to, Miss? Could you please tell me?"
"Oh right, my name is Borjigit Baozhu. Hello! You are so beautiful, the most beautiful person I have ever seen. I like you so much."
Before she even got close, she heard her mistress blush slightly, as if she were confessing her feelings. Why was her mistress acting up again? It was really embarrassing to go up to someone she liked and ask them questions.
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