"It's late, time to rest!" Fourth Master put down the book he had been reading for a short while, glanced at his two sons who were playing intimately together after taking a bath, and said.
"So early!" Hongxuan glanced out the window; it was still light out, so it didn't feel that late.
Jiaming felt the same way; she wasn't sleepy yet and didn't want to rest so early.
As for Xiao Hongjing, judging from his energy and enthusiasm, he was having a great time, so you could tell he wasn't sleepy and didn't want to go to bed.
Hongxuan, who was playing with Xiao Hongjing, was also excited and blurted out, "Let's play a little longer, then..."
Before he could finish the word "sleep," Hongxuan caught a glimpse of his father's piercing gaze out of the corner of his eye. He immediately swallowed the word back, knowing that his father was not to be trifled with and was petty. He quickly changed his words and said, "Well, I was thinking of playing some more, but I suddenly feel a little sleepy, so I'm going to sleep now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hongxuan felt that his father's gaze had softened considerably. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, casually tidied up the toys and other items on the mat, and prepared to get up and go back to his own residence to rest after he was done.
The Fourth Prince, who hadn't been concentrating on his reading and had been feeling restless ever since his bath, immediately instructed Hongjing's wet nurse, "Take the Fifth Prince to bed." His tone was indifferent, revealing no change in his heart.
Upon hearing the Fourth Master's instructions, the wet nurse immediately set to work and walked towards Hongjing on the cool mat.
Upon hearing this, little Hongjing turned around, crawled towards his mother Jiaming, and said in a childish voice, "Emma, hug me!" If he could, he wouldn't want anyone else to hug him; his mother's embrace was much sweeter, softer, and more comfortable!
Fourth Master: "Your mother needs to sleep too, so your wet nurse will hold you." Looking at how energetic you are, you're definitely not sleepy. If your mother takes you back, she'll have to coax you to sleep, which will take too long.
Little Hongjing blinked his round eyes, a look of confusion in them, and said in a very childish voice, "Uh, Jingjing, sleep."
The Fourth Prince thought for a moment, then suddenly realized that his youngest son meant he wanted to sleep with his mother.
How can this be!
Moreover, the reason why her youngest son looked at her with a puzzled expression must be because they had slept together before, so he thought that if his mother wanted to sleep, then sleeping with her would be the same as sleeping together.
Fourth Master glared at Jiaming and scolded, "This is so against the rules, it's simply outrageous!"
Although Jiaming, who was being glared at, didn't take it to heart and thought the rule was too inhumane, she had no choice but to follow it in this era if she didn't want to stand out and become a scapegoat.
Of course, nobody knows. If they sleep together, they sleep together. Nobody can find fault with them. Or maybe this is the Prince's Mansion, and as long as the master, the Fourth Prince, allows it, this rule can be ignored.
However, Jiaming was inferior to both of them, so she had nothing to say in response to the Fourth Master's reprimand.
At the same time, I felt a little regretful. I should have communicated with the little guy earlier and prepared him to agree that he could only sleep with her when his father was not at the Peach Garden. Of course, when he gets older, like his older brother, he will have to sleep alone.
I believe that he, who is already somewhat sensible, will agree to her request.
But it was too late; it had already been exposed.
Jiaming glanced at Xiao Hongjing with a resentful look. Another troublemaker, though not as good as his brother.
Xiao Hongjing didn't understand what his mother's look meant, but he did understand the general meaning of his father's scolding tone—he wasn't allowed to sleep with his mother.
She immediately opened her mouth and pleaded, "Em, Jingjing, sleep!" She had been sleeping with her mother before, so why couldn't she?
Fourth Master looked at Hongjing and frowned, saying, "This is against the rules!"
Hongjing looked bewildered. This wasn't in accordance with the rules. What did that mean?
Fourth Master: ...Sigh, never mind. Even if Jing'er is smart and sensible, he's still a baby who's not even a year old. Why bother talking to him about this?
Thinking it over, the Fourth Master turned his gaze to the wet nurse who had come to Xiao Hongjing's side and directly ordered, "You, quickly take him away."
It's extremely simple and straightforward.
Now, Xiao Hongjing understood; it probably meant that he was still not allowed to sleep with his mother.
She immediately panicked, but she was still young and her language system was not yet fully developed. Her face turned red, and she could only manage to utter six words, "No, uh uh, Jingjing, sleep."
Those words couldn't express his strong unwillingness at all. So, little Hongjing, who was not even a year old, waved his arms, kicked his little legs, and threw a tantrum, refusing to let the wet nurse hold him.
The wet nurse was also afraid that forcibly picking up the little prince might hurt him. Even if she didn't, she was afraid that if she picked him up, she wouldn't be able to hold the restless little prince steadily and might drop him.
She was quite familiar with the strength of the Fifth Prince. She could hold most children steadily, even if they were being noisy. But the Fifth Prince was different; he was much stronger than most children.
Because he lacked confidence in being able to hold the restless little boy securely, he hesitated and struggled to lift him up during the exercise.
Seeing this scene, the Fourth Prince's forehead veins throbbed, and he immediately scolded young Hongjing, "How dare you throw a tantrum on the ground! What kind of behavior is this, a grandson of the emperor..."
"Ahem!" Jiaming looked at the angry Fourth Master speechlessly and coughed lightly.
"What are you doing?" The Fourth Master, interrupted, looked at Jiaming with displeasure.
Jiaming: "Master, Hongjing is still young and doesn't understand things."
In his anger, Fourth Master blurted out, "What do you mean 'young'? What do you mean 'ignorant'? You're clearly very sensible. You understand everything I say and you even argue with me." But as he said this, he realized his mistake.
Jiaming said speechlessly, "Master, have you forgotten that Jing'er is not even a year old yet?"
Fourth Master: ...
Jiaming rarely saw the Fourth Master speechless because of her, so she immediately pressed her advantage: "Besides, it's normal for children to throw tantrums."
Fourth Master: ...
Jiaming continued with a smile: "Besides, Jing'er didn't throw a tantrum on the ground, she was on the mat."
Fourth Master narrowed his eyes, and after a long while, he opened his mouth and uttered four words in a low voice, "Almost two years old."
"..." Jiaming glanced at Fourth Master speechlessly, "That's the traditional Chinese age."
The Fourth Prince remained completely calm, saying, "People in the Qing Dynasty all calculate age using the traditional Chinese age system. No matter where you are, throwing a tantrum is still throwing a tantrum, and it's never good."
Jiaming: Okay, she admits defeat and won't argue with the evasive Fourth Master anymore.
She conceded defeat, but Xiao Hongjing refused to.
The little guy was indeed stunned by the Fourth Master's sudden anger at first. However, after Jiaming interrupted the Fourth Master's anger, the little guy had not yet personally experienced and understood how terrible his father was. Therefore, he was unusually bold and continued to throw a tantrum.
However, the little guy didn't understand that Hongxuan, who had personally experienced and knew how terrible his father was when he got angry, didn't want to enjoy the air conditioning even though it was still a bit hot. So he immediately showed his brotherly love and rescued the little guy, while also trying to curry favor with his father and get him out of a tight spot.
He came up to Xiao Hongjing and stood in front of him, blocking him from seeing anyone else except himself.
"I've never slept with you before, little brother. I'd like to sleep with you too, is that okay?"
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