The only one who was even remotely connected was Consort Liang, since Consort Yi's niece had married her son. Unfortunately, she was always timid, and although she was curious, she dared not take the initiative to visit Yikun Palace because of Consort Yi's usual aloofness and sternness.
October has passed, and Qingyin's four little dumplings have evolved into little cubs who can walk.
In the same month, Guo Luoluo Minghui also successfully gave birth to the Eighth Prince's legitimate son, Hongwang. Due to the pain of childbirth, Guo Luoluo Minghui forced her eyes open and glanced at the child she had just given birth to. Her first impression was that he was very ugly—his whole body was red and wrinkled, and he didn't have many baby hairs.
Her hopes died.
Seeing that Guo Luoluo Minghui had sent a long letter complaining about the little prince during her postpartum period, Qingyin felt a little helpless. She carefully wrote in her letter, "Babies are all like this when they are first born. They will gradually grow out of their looks. You and the Eighth Prince are both good-looking, so the little prince will definitely be good-looking too."
Guo Luoluo Minghui, who received the letter, had already learned the truth from the nanny, but because that glimpse during childbirth had left such a deep impression on her, she really couldn't believe it.
With her friend Qingyin's words of comfort, she was somewhat relieved. Looking at Hongwang sleeping soundly in the cradle, Guo Luoluo Minghui thought worriedly and muttered, "My son, you have to live up to your potential. Don't be too ugly, otherwise what will happen if Arou's brothers want to play with you? And your hair, should your mother go to the imperial physician to ask about hair regrowth? You can't go bald at such a young age."
Upon hearing this as he entered the room, Yinzhi's face darkened slightly. How could his son be bald? But then he thought of his wife's age and decided to be more tolerant of her, since she was still young.
Yinzhi's movements were not quiet, and Guo Luoluo Minghui quickly noticed the Eighth Prince standing at the door. Because of Qingyin's presence, her infatuation with the Eighth Prince had lessened considerably. Although she liked him, it was a rational liking. She would treat Yinzhi the same way he treated her.
Perhaps it was this different attitude that made Yinzhi less indifferent to her than before, and he was not as enthusiastic towards his favored concubine in the Prince's mansion.
"My lord, come and see! Our little prince is so cute. He just blew a little bubble."
Guo Luoluo Minghui smiled sweetly, as if she had returned to the time when she was infatuated with him. Yinzhi unconsciously leaned closer. In the past, he thought Guo Luoluo Minghui was no different from other women who were infatuated with him. But now, after not seeing her like this for a long time, he suddenly felt how bright and charming she was in his arms.
"Look, sir!"
Yinzhi, who was in a daze, was pulled back by Guo Luoluo Minghui. Following the direction of her finger, he looked at the tiny baby and felt a warm current in his heart. This was his first child and his legitimate son. Perhaps it was because of blood ties, but perhaps sensing his father's approach, the corners of Xiao Hongwang's mouth slightly curled up, forming a smile-like gesture.
But this made Yinzhi's heart flutter with joy at becoming a father, and he carefully touched Hongwang's little face again.
Looking at the close relationship between the father and son, Guo Luoluo Minghui's lips curled slightly. Although she no longer liked the prince as much, it didn't mean she could let others take away what belonged to her son.
Recalling the unusual commotion in the side courtyard, a cold glint flashed in Guo Luoluo Minghui's eyes.
As time passed, Guo Luoluo Minghui also left the courtyard. Taking advantage of the opportunity to see her mother, Consort Liang, she openly took the child to Consort Yi's Yikun Palace.
Guo Luoluo Minghui got along well with her mother-in-law. Consort Liang was not a ruthless person; on the contrary, she was somewhat timid. She was extroverted, and surprisingly, she got along very well with Consort Liang, who was introverted.
Therefore, when Guo Luoluo Minghui came to Yikun Palace, she not only brought her child, but also Consort Liang.
Consort Yi's lips twitched slightly as she looked at Consort Liang, who was standing timidly to the side holding Hongwang, and then she secretly glared at her bold niece.
Guo Luoluo Minghui was raised by Consort Yi and was practically Consort Yi's daughter. She was completely unafraid of Consort Yi's pretense and pretended not to see her, chatting happily with Qingyin in the side.
He kept sticking stickers to this chubby little dumpling, then to that chubby little dumpling... completely absorbed in the babies.
Qingyin found it amusing and walked over to take the little Hongwang from Consort Liang's arms.
"Why does Consort Liang have to hold them all the time? Let them play together among the children."
"Yes, Mother, Wang'er definitely likes his older brothers."
Speaking of the quadruplets, Consort Liang walked forward curiously. For some reason, she resembled the little Hongwang dumpling who had been suddenly placed among his older brothers. The bewildered little dumpling looked at this brother curiously for a while, and then looked at this brother again.
Hongzheng and Hongzhang, along with the other children, were clearly interested in the little dumpling. They all stretched out their short legs and sat around little Hongwang.
Consort Yi specially laid out a thick blanket for them to play with, along with some of their plush toys.
Meeting their curious and bewildered gazes, Qingyin gently pointed to Xiao Hongwang and said, "This is your younger brother. You must take good care of him."
"Younger brother? Younger brother!" Hongzhang, who was the best at babbling, mumbled these words. He looked at his two younger brothers in confusion, then at his older brother, and then at Qingyin.
With a clear look in his eyes, little Hongzhang didn't understand why there was another younger brother when there were already two younger brothers there.
Qingyin gently stroked his soft head. "This is also my younger brother, my cousin, your Aunt Minghui's child."
Xiao Hongzhang nodded as if he understood, while the other children enthusiastically placed their favorite toys in front of Xiao Hongwang. Clearly, the older boys in front of him were generous and loved to share.
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