Zhou Hu was very sad. He was just a six-year-old boy and he really couldn't control himself from being jealous of his younger brother.
Zhou Hu looked at the happy mother and son over there and ran out sadly.
"Fourth Prince—Fourth Prince, where are you going?"
Seeing Zhou Hu running out, the servants in Yong'an Palace became very anxious, and someone went to report to Concubine De.
"Don't worry about him, he won't get lost in the palace." Concubine De, who was holding the eighth prince, said coldly.
She did not have much tenderness towards her eldest son. She was kind to him before only because he was a prince, and it was the capital that enabled her to gain a foothold and fight against other concubines who gave birth to princes.
Now that she has Rong'er, whom she likes more, she certainly doesn't care much about this eldest son.
Of course, she wouldn't give up her son.
Only because she had two sons could she remain invincible in the harem. After all, she was the only one who gave birth to two sons, while others only had one son.
And if she wanted her own daughter, Rong'er, to inherit that position, she would definitely have to confront other princes, their mothers, and their maternal clans.
At this time, of course the eldest son needs to help her younger son block attacks from all directions.
"Have someone follow him and make sure nothing unexpected happens." Defei ordered coldly.
"yes."
The fourth prince Zhou Hu had no idea what his mother was planning. He was just sad that his mother was so kind to his younger brother. His mother hadn't hugged him for a long time.
When his mother was pregnant and told her not to hold him, he understood, but his younger brother is already one year old, why doesn’t his mother hold him again?
The Fourth Prince overlooked the fact that before the Eighth Prince was born, Concubine De had only held him a few times.
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