Yinzhen arrived at Consort Qi's place, and the next day, he stayed at Jiuzhou Qingyan.
Next, he began to visit the concubines who had children in turn.
Consort Xi, Consort Yu, and then finally it was Jia Yue's turn.
Upon seeing Yinzhen, Jiayue smiled but showed no surprise, saying, "Your Majesty, it has been a long time since I have seen you. Your Majesty has finally remembered me."
Yinzhen was unusually embarrassed.
"I am busy with state affairs and have neglected many things."
When Jia Yue heard his half-hearted reason, she simply smiled and said, "I understand."
"Are you comfortable staying at Bitong Academy?"
Upon hearing this, Jia Yue smiled even more brightly: "I have heard that Bi Tong Academy was where Your Majesty studied in the past. I have found that many books have Your Majesty's annotations, which have truly benefited me greatly!"
The books left behind by Yinzhen were naturally all accessible to Jiayue.
Hearing Jia Yue say this, Yinzhen was also pleased, as the Bitong Academy was something he had specially arranged.
"It's good if you benefit from it."
Yinzhen liked ambitious and hardworking people, and Jiayue was, after all, the mother of his child.
To some extent, in Jia Yue's eyes, Yinzhen was a very vivid and individualistic person. He hated someone so much that he wanted them dead, and loved someone so much that he wanted them to live. He liked the Consort and tried his best to give her the best.
He was also somewhat merciful to the other concubines in the harem. For example, Jia Yue's Bi Tong Academy was a place the Empress would not have arranged for her to attend if she hadn't been so attentive.
For example, Zhao Changzai understood her intentions, but still sent someone to escort her back.
As she spoke, Jia Yue had someone bring Hong Zhao over.
Hongzhao was not yet a year old and was being well cared for by Jiayue. Yinzhen felt that he had not seen this son for a long time. When he suddenly saw him, he could not hide the joy in his eyes.
Children are different after all, especially after seeing Hongzhou's mischievousness and naughtiness at Consort Yu's place yesterday.
"Hongzhao is becoming more and more handsome. You've taken good care of him; he's fair and tender and rarely gets sick. You've put in a lot of effort, so I should reward you handsomely."
Jia Yue glared at him: "What are you saying, Your Majesty? Hongzhao was born of me, so it is only right that I put my heart into it. I do not need any reward."
"Yes, yes, I misspoke."
Seeing the harmonious scene, Su Peisheng looked at Hongzhao and said, "Your Majesty, this servant thinks that the Sixth Prince looks five parts like Your Majesty and five parts like Consort Jing. He has picked the best features of both Your Majesty and Consort Jing. When he grows up, he will surely be a handsome prince!"
Although Yinzhen also looked in the mirror, the mirror inevitably distorted his vision. Upon hearing this, he looked at Hongzhao and said, "Let me see."
Jia Yue had already discovered that, in fact, Hong Zhao was much better looking than Yin Zhen, having indeed inherited the best features of his parents.
The mothers of Yinzhen's children all looked different.
When Consort Qi was young, she was very pretty. The Third Prince looked somewhat like Consort Qi, with a delicate appearance, but he was not very tall, just like Consort Qi.
Consort Xi's face can only be described as pretty, but the Fourth Prince has a more handsome appearance, even more dashing than the Third Prince.
Consort Yu was prettier than Consort Xi, but she was more indulgent towards the Fifth Prince Hongzhou. Hongzhou was young but a little chubby and looked rather sturdy. As for his appearance, one could only say he wasn't ugly.
Then came Hongzhao.
Raised by the spiritual spring water of Jia Yue, she exudes a spiritual aura and looks like a little fairy, full of energy.
Such children are naturally likable.
"Does she resemble me somewhat? Or is it Jia Yue who's good at giving birth?"
It seems that Yinzhen really liked Hongzhao, as he even called out Jiayue's maiden name directly.
"Although the child was born by me, Your Majesty also deserves credit. I could not have given birth to a child on my own."
These words were somewhat ambiguous, and Yinzhen felt a tickle in his heart, but it was still early outside, so there was nothing he could do.
Looking at Hongzhao, Yinzhen felt that Jiayue was a person who knew how to give birth and raise children. Thinking back to how she got pregnant in such a short time, he thought that she might be fertile and that she could have more children in the future.
Soon, the topic changed, and the two went to the study.
Yinzhen looked at the furnishings of the study, feeling a sense of familiarity mixed with a touch of strangeness: "It seems you've put a lot of thought into arranging this study."
"I'm glad Your Majesty doesn't blame me for moving around."
"You have good taste, and the arrangement is quite interesting."
As he spoke, Yinzhen looked at a painting on the wall, a picture of children playing. The background of the painting was Bitong Academy, and the child in the painting was Hongzhao.
The painting depicts mountains and water, with a courtyard nestled among them. In the courtyard, a young child plays with a rag doll under the care of palace servants. Jia Yue is not depicted in the painting, but she is the artist, and the viewer can feel the artist's love for nature and the child.
"This painting is yours, isn't it!"
Jia Yue smiled modestly and nodded: "Your Majesty, I apologize for my clumsy work."
Yinzhen shook his head: "I have seen your paintings before. They lacked skill, but the sentiment was sincere and rare. Now, looking at your paintings again, the sentiment remains the same, and the skill is even better than before. It is clear that you have not been lazy. You have some talent in painting."
Jia Yue thought to herself, "Of course I never slacked off. Although there was infighting in the harem, most of the time was spent just getting by. All the concubines could do was do needlework, embroidery, read books, paint, and write calligraphy."
She lacked the skill and patience for needlework and embroidery.
Having a foundation in calligraphy and painting before, it's not difficult to pick it up again.
"Your Majesty flatters me. I have only made up for my lack of talent with diligence. I am not afraid to admit that I have used up a lot of ink and paper!"
Yinzhen was even more delighted: "Diligence is more important than talent. You are doing very well. With a mother as diligent as you, Hongzhao will surely be well-educated."
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