The next day, after Fourth Master got up early in the morning, Jiaming felt that something was wrong with him.
When Fourth Master saw Hongxuan, he first touched Hongxuan's forehead, and then carefully examined the little guy while asking him if he felt uncomfortable anywhere.
Jiaming: "..." This kind of man is really a bit off.
Even if the master is good to Hongxuan, he will at most hug him and talk to him, but he will not ask him or look him over so carefully.
She was momentarily stunned, and just as she was in a daze, she saw the Fourth Master summon the eunuch who had been on night watch in Hongxuan's room the previous night.
The Fourth Prince's face was tense, his brows slightly furrowed, as he asked, "How did you sleep last night, Fourth Prince? How many times did you wake up? Is anything amiss...?"
Seeing the barrage of questions, Jiaming felt even more uneasy.
She secretly hid from Fourth Master, looking at him suspiciously. Could it really be that she had been possessed?
After the questioning, Fourth Master's tense face returned to its usual relaxed state, and his furrowed brows relaxed, indicating that he had obviously relaxed a lot.
What's wrong, sir?
During breakfast, Jiaming paused, remembering the doctor she had called yesterday, as she picked up a steamed bun. She wondered if her master was worried about Hongxuan.
That must be it. Although the doctor said yesterday that Xuan'er was fine and healthy, she is still young. I'm afraid that what seemed like nothing happened yesterday might have been a lie, and something might have happened today.
She knew how healthy Hongxuan was. After all, although Hongxuan didn't have the same wood-type ability as her, there were some signs, as evidenced by how close he was to flowers, plants, and trees.
Those signs were enough for him to have a healthy body, but the Fourth Prince didn't know that, no wonder he was worried.
Hmm, she should be careful not to be too carefree with Hongxuan in the future. Otherwise, what she considers normal will be seen by the grandfather and the others as her being irresponsible and uncaring towards Hongxuan as his mother.
After thinking it through, Jiaming took a bite of the steamed bun that had been handed to her, and her brows immediately furrowed.
It wasn't to her liking, and she didn't really want to eat it.
Although she thought that way, she still ate until she was half full, and then stopped eating, thinking that she could eat some snacks to fill her stomach when she got hungry later.
After breakfast, Fourth Master was as leisurely as yesterday.
Upon seeing this, Hongxuan quickly moved closer to the Fourth Master, who was sitting in a chair, and looked up expectantly, "Father, are we going out today too?"
Jiaming, sitting on a chair to the side, twitched her lips, looked at Hongxuan, and thought to herself: Little guy, you're going to be disappointed.
As expected, Fourth Master firmly refused, "No."
Hongxuan was disappointed; his usually bright eyes looked somewhat gloomy.
Although Jiaming deduced the Fourth Master's answer from his unusual behavior this morning, she was still a little disappointed.
After all, she had been looking forward to going out for a long time, and she had just experienced the novelty of going out yesterday. She hadn't had enough of it, so it was a bit upsetting to have to stop.
Seeing Hongxuan's disappointed expression, Fourth Master couldn't bear to see him so disappointed and immediately said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Jiaming's slight disappointment vanished instantly. Tomorrow it is, I'll wait one more day!
Thinking about it, the plan he had made at breakfast flashed through his mind, and he immediately decided that he should take this opportunity to show off.
She immediately comforted Hongxuan, saying, "That's right, it's not too late to go tomorrow. Besides, Mother is still a little tired after yesterday's visit. Xuan'er, why don't you keep Mother company today?"
Upon hearing this, Fourth Master glanced at Jiaming but said nothing, clearly tacitly approving of her lying.
Hongxuan nodded, then leaned closer to Jiaming and asked with concern, "Mother, are you very tired?"
Jiaming patted Hongxuan's little head and said with a smile, "It's just a little bit. As long as you don't move around too much, you'll be fine. You'll be better tomorrow."
Hongxuan nodded with the confidence of a little adult.
For a moment, inside the room, Fourth Master watched Jiaming and Hongxuan play with a slightly warm gaze.
After Jiaming carried Hongxuan to the chair next to her, she poked his little body with her finger, while a chubby little hand kept blocking her.
Although the Fourth Prince seemed to be ignored, the whole scene didn't look awkward at all, and the atmosphere was warm and cozy.
However, we can't just let the whole day pass like this.
A little while later, it was Jiaming's turn to take the summer clothes that she hadn't finished making for Hongxuan. After fiddling with the needle and thread, she mostly turned her attention to the Fourth Master and Hongxuan, who were playing dice again.
As they played, Xiao Hongxuan met Jiaming's gaze for the nth time. The little guy was gazing intently at his mother, and thinking back to when he played with her before, his mother was quite happy.
The little guy blinked and earnestly suggested to Fourth Master, "Father, Mother wants to play too."
Upon hearing this, Fourth Master paused in his dice-shaking motion, then looked up at Jiaming, meeting her bright, sparkling eyes. He moved his lips slightly, offering a curt refusal: "Your mother doesn't know how."
"Who says I can't!" Jiaming twitched her lips, but held back from saying anything.
But even if she doesn't say it, Hongxuan will; he knows it all along.
"Mother knows how, I've played with Mother before."
"Oh!" Fourth Master raised an eyebrow, looking at Jiaming with some disbelief.
Jiaming smiled and straightened her back.
The Fourth Prince smirked, "Even if I know how, it's not allowed!"
Jiaming's smile froze. How could this be? Shouldn't it be that since we're going to do it together, we should do it together?
Before she could even speak, her son Hongxuan interjected, pleading for her. He did so because he couldn't bear to see his mother disappointed, given how much she wanted to play.
"Father, let Mother join in! Mother plays better than Xuan'er."
Fourth Master looked at his son, whose eyes were sparkling, then at Jiaming, whose eyes were filled with renewed anticipation, and finally nodded in agreement, "Okay."
Jiaming was delighted upon hearing this, but at that moment, Fourth Master's "however" brought her joy to an abrupt end.
Watch the Fourth Master quietly, waiting to see what he will say next.
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