It was another night. After Hongtao and Su Peisheng were sent away, leaving only Jiaming and Fourth Master in the room, Jiaming's nerves were on edge.
Is Grandpa going to discuss reading again tonight?
"No!" Jiaming cried out in her heart.
Fourth Master walked past Jiaming without noticing her small, stiff body. He went to the couch in the room, chatted about the hem of her clothes, sat down, looked at Jiaming, and said wearily, "My head feels a little heavy. Help me loosen my hair."
Upon hearing this, Jiaming's small, tense body immediately relaxed.
Great, she's escaped another night. She really doesn't like book discussion meetings and the like.
The thought flashed through his mind, but a smile remained on his face as he replied, "Okay."
As she spoke, she walked to the dressing table on the side, picked up the sandalwood comb, and approached the Fourth Master.
She took off her shoes and climbed onto the couch, then knelt down behind the Fourth Master. First, she untied his braid, then gently combed his hair with appropriate force.
As he combed his hair, Fourth Master felt a sense of relief on his scalp and closed his eyes.
Considering that Jiaming was pregnant and hadn't been doing well lately, and fearing that she might be overworked, Fourth Master opened his eyes not long after and said, "Alright."
Upon hearing this, Jiaming finished the last combing before putting it down and then re-braiding the Fourth Master's hair.
As I was writing, I suddenly heard Fourth Master's voice in my ear, "Have someone pack up for the next two days. We should set off back in two days."
Upon hearing this, Jiaming paused in her braiding, momentarily lost in thought, and murmured, "Is the Southern Tour really over just like that?"
Unable to see Jiaming's dazed expression, Fourth Master responded indifferently, "Mm!"
It's really over!
Jiaming couldn't help but recall her journey on the southern tour. She had spent the entire time in the carriage on the way there, and after arriving at her destination, she had spent most of her time in the courtyard. During the entire southern tour, she only went out once, towards the end.
Thinking about it, she couldn't help but frown, feeling a tightness in her chest.
After all, even when she stayed in the Fourth Prince's residence, she was freer than she is now, because the Prince's residence was large enough that she could move around more freely, unlike now where she sees the same scenery every day.
Thinking of this, Jiaming, who had been frowning, suddenly relaxed.
The end of the southern tour meant that he could return to the Fourth Prince's residence and no longer have to stay in this small courtyard and be bored.
After all, the Prince's mansion was not only larger, but she also had other people to keep her company, so she wouldn't be bored.
Although the Fujin and Li Shi had ill intentions, as long as I was able to defend myself and retaliate in a small way, life in the Prince's mansion was quite exciting. Moreover, there was also Xiao Hezi's live-streamed drama of palace intrigue (playing multiple roles), so it was anything but boring.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll take care of everything." Hearing the cheerful reply from behind him, the Fourth Master raised an eyebrow in slight confusion. "You're... happy?"
"We're going home," Jiaming said, her braiding movements quick and easy, a smile playing on her lips and her eyes sparkling. "Of course I'm happy!"
"go home!"
The Fourth Master repeated these two words in his mind several times. The more he repeated them, the more the deep look in his eyes became lighter, and a clear smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
She returned home, acknowledging the Fourth Prince's residence as her home!
However, isn't the Fourth Prince's mansion also his home?
The word "home" evokes warmth, and even the Fourth Prince felt a sense of warmth from it this time.
In high spirits, Jiaming and Fourth Master slept soundly through the night, and the next day, they both woke up feeling refreshed and energetic.
After having breakfast with Hongxuan, the Fourth Prince left because he needed to attend to matters concerning his southern tour.
After holding hands and taking a walk outside to digest their food, Jiaming and Hongxuan went to the main hall where they received guests.
When Hongxuan saw that the place was for receiving guests, she knew that her mother must be dealing with mundane affairs again.
After all, she usually took herself there whenever she dealt with miscellaneous items.
However, each time it was her mother who instructed people to handle the miscellaneous tasks, while she watched from the side. According to her mother, this was to let her learn by observation and not become someone who was ignorant of worldly affairs.
Upon entering the main room, one would find the servants already waiting there.
After Jiaming and Hongxuan settled down on the chairs at the head of the table, the people below began to respectfully bow and greet them.
After everyone had finished exchanging greetings, Jiaming got straight to the point, "We'll be setting off to return the day after tomorrow. Please pack up and organize your respective tasks and hand over the completed registration forms to me."
"This servant understands!"
Hongxuan, sitting on a high chair beside him, was trying hard to keep his two legs from dangling and swaying, his eyes somewhat vacant.
Should we begin our return journey?
Packing things?
It's time to go home!
Thinking about it, Xiao Hongxuan couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He hadn't had enough fun yet, and if he went back, he wouldn't be able to go out with his father as often as he did during the Southern Tour. Thinking about this made him even more depressed.
In his frustration, the little guy, with his mind set free, suddenly remembered that he would be able to see his older brother again when he went back.
Thinking of his older brother, who had been very kind to him, the little guy missed him a bit, and his slight gloom gradually dissipated, and he gradually regained his focus.
Then, the little one heard her mother instruct everyone that if they didn't understand something, they should ask Hongtao, who was standing next to her, or the eunuch Li, whom her father had instructed to leave this morning...
As she listened, the little girl suddenly noticed her mother looking at her.
He blinked, looking at his mother with a puzzled expression.
Jiaming shifted her gaze to the crowd below and continued, "As for the Fourth Prince Hongxuan," she paused, then turned her gaze back to Hongxuan, "Just listen to his instructions! Do whatever he tells you to pack. After packing everything up, give the registration form to Hongtao."
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