Qian Shengyan knew something was wrong from his expression, so she quickly stopped him and said, "You can't read right after you finish eating. It's not good for your health. Go for a walk outside first before coming back to your study."
Although Hongli was somewhat reluctant, he still nodded in agreement.
Watching that dejected little figure walk out of the room, Qian Shengyan was even more frustrated than him. She looked at Yinzhen with a face full of doubt: "Why does Hongli love reading so much? How can we get him to study less and play more?"
She couldn't help but want to ask Li for advice again.
Yinzhen was both amused and exasperated, and couldn't help but pinch Qian Shengyan's cheek: "If this gets out, not many people will be envious, but you're so lucky that you don't even know it!"
"Ah, sigh, everyone has their own troubles." Qian Shengyan sighed softly, just then she saw the little girl next to her peeking out, still wanting to eat the steamed buns, so she simply picked her up and hugged her. "Our Foerguochun is so much better, we can eat our fill, play happily, and have no worries."
Yinzhen had no choice but to say, "Let Hongli move to Xifeng Xiuse in the next few days. Mr. He will be here on the tenth."
Qian Shengyan knew that Mr. He was chosen by Yinzhen from the Bordered White Banner to be Hongshi's tutor. Hongli and Hongzhou were three and two years old respectively, so they would just learn from each other along the way, and Mr. He would not impose too many restrictions on them.
But she was still a little reluctant: "Hongli isn't even three years old yet..."
“Just have him come and have dinner with you every night,” Yinzhen said with a smile. “It’s only a few steps away. If you have time, you can go see him.”
Qian Shengyan thought about it and realized it made sense, so she nodded in agreement.
On the eighth day, Hongli moved to Xifeng Xiuse. Qian Shengyan reluctantly saw her son off, watching as Hongli ran like a little bird to the study, smiling at the bookshelf with more affection than at his mother.
A pang of sadness gripped her heart, but Qian Shengyan still had one thing on her mind: "Does Your Highness know where there is glass? I was thinking that we could replace the windows in Hongli's study."
"Glass?" Yinzhen thought for a moment. "Are you talking about crystal?"
"Yes and no, I read in a book a few days ago that missionaries use glass windows in their churches, which allow light to pass through very well..." Qian Shengyan said this and that, and Yinzhen nodded and agreed to have someone look for it.
Since Yinzhen had also come over, Hongshi and Hongzhou both came out to pay their respects to their father.
Yinzhen was a strict father to Hongshi; but he was rather indifferent to Hongzhou. After all, Hongzhou was still young and somewhat timid. Yinzhen only glanced at him a few times before letting the wet nurse take him to play. Afterward, Yinzhen took Hongshi to the south study, clearly intending to test his knowledge.
Watching Hongshi return to the house with a tense face, Qian Shengyan couldn't help but worry again—what if Hongli was bullied while living here?
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