Qian Shengyan found it inexplicably funny and stepped forward to pick up Hongshan, but Hongli stopped her: "Hongshan has gained a lot of weight recently. Mother's health is not yet fully recovered, so let's not carry him."
"Wah..." The chubby boy couldn't hold back any longer and finally burst into tears, "Hongshan isn't fat, waaaaah..."
“Not fat, not fat, Mother’s Hongshan isn’t fat.” Qian Shengyan suppressed a laugh and comforted him, “Hongshan is just cute.”
Hongshan sniffed and took his mother's hand—if he couldn't hug her, he could at least hold her hand, right?
But when he saw his chubby hands and his mother's slender fingers, the little fat boy no longer felt wronged.
His mother was seriously ill and is now almost thinner than him. How could she possibly hold him? He should grow up quickly so he can hold his mother.
The group glanced at the ransacked house, fearing a trap, and didn't go in, only allowing the servants to go in and investigate. Qian Shengyan took her two sons to the main hall and inquired about the whereabouts of Fuerguochun.
“My sister isn’t in the courtyard,” Hongshan said. Hongli replied, “Ferguchun went to Cining Palace with the two princesses.”
Oh, she went to pay her respects to the Imperial Noble Consort.
Qian Shengyan nodded, and just as she sat down, she heard an announcement that the Emperor had arrived.
"It's just a small matter, why did His Majesty come?" Qian Shengyan stood up, genuinely surprised. She knew that with the New Year approaching, Yinzhen had been very busy lately, and even going to the back hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was almost impossible for him.
Yinzhen grasped her hand, preventing her from bowing, and said with a stern face, "There is not a single day of peace in the harem. How can the Empress do this? You are only recuperating from your injuries and temporarily not in charge of affairs, yet one thing after another keeps happening. How can I concentrate on handling state affairs?"
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