Liang Jiugong was too busy smiling apologetically to care about anything else.
When Kangxi walked into the courtyard, he saw Yinreng and two others directing the servants. All three of them had joy on their faces, as if they were about to eat some delicacies. When they saw Kangxi coming, they greeted him happily.
"Father, I wanted to wait until everything was arranged before going in to tell you," Yin'e said with a grin as he approached.
He and Yinzhen were both reckless and unruly since childhood. Compared to Yinzhen's somewhat more mature nature now, he hasn't improved at all.
Emperor Kangxi doted on him, and seeing him like this, he only glared at him, saying, "Why are you eating hot pot in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of indigestion?"
Yinzhen laughed and said, "After eating the hot pot, you can take a walk in the palace to aid digestion."
Emperor Kangxi was speechless. What kind of good person would stay up late eating hot pot and then wander around the garden instead of sleeping?
Sigh, I was originally planning to visit Wanliuhashi tonight, but never mind, tomorrow will do.
Yinreng was already seated, with the bowls and plates arranged around him. He did not rise to greet Kangxi when he entered the pavilion.
"Father, please sit down. Your son is hungry."
Kangxi was taken aback. "Baocheng hasn't eaten yet?"
Yinreng shook his head. "Your Majesty, Ninth Brother, Tenth Brother, and I have been discussing the disaster situation in Suzhou and haven't eaten yet."
The ninth and tenth brothers patted their round, still-undigested bellies, and looked at the table full of mutton. They could only desperately tell themselves what to do.
You must eat; otherwise, you might be imprisoned in the Imperial Clan Court.
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