News of the servant being beaten to death in the Prince's residence quickly spread throughout the capital, and many officials' families began to inquire about the incident, hoping to find out what had happened as soon as possible.
Inside Chenggan Palace, Consort Tong held a cup of hot tea and listened to the people sent by Granny Liu talk about the problems in the Prince's mansion. Consort Tong had to admit that Yin and Xiao Guai were still young and their methods were definitely much worse than those of the palace concubines.
"Xuan Ye, the servants of the Imperial Household Department have actually extended their reach into the Prince's residence. It's time for the Fourth Prince to grow up!" Consort Tong hoped that Yin would mature quickly in the face of the struggle.
Outside the palace, the infighting among court officials was even more intense than that in the inner palace. Several incidents occurred at Yuqing Palace, causing unrest throughout the entire palace.
Qingyan's twins attracted a lot of attention. Ever since she closed herself off to take care of her postpartum period, Chengqian Palace has never been peaceful. Some concubines would often take the opportunity of paying their respects to her to recommend whose family had better candidates for the imperial concubine selection.
"Lanya, it's time to get ready!" Kangxi said.
At this moment, Yin and Qingyan, the young couple, were exhausted by the twins in the stroller. Since the birth of the little princess, she had always listened to her older brother. The two little ones cried and made a fuss almost at the same time.
This made Qingyan feel at ease and save her a lot of trouble. However, feeding and changing diapers was a disaster.
After the children were born, Yin and Qingyan agreed that as long as they were in the mansion, they would do their best to help with these things for the children, and the wet nurses would just be aware of it.
After dinner, Yin finished his official duties and returned to his inner chambers. He had just sat down and was about to chat with Xiao Guai when the two children started crying one after the other. Yin went to the stroller and checked, and found that the two children had wet themselves.
He skillfully changed the little princess's diaper and bedding, and coaxed her to sleep. However, the little prince was left aside by Yin. Qingyan was instructed by the imperial physician to rest in bed. In the end, he could only watch his son being abused by Yin.
"You...you didn't even change the baby's diaper!" Qingyan exploded. "Hurry up!"
Yin slowly walked over, looking at his son's red face from crying, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction. Every time he and Qingyan were even slightly affectionate, this brat would start crying and crying, causing Qingyan to simply leave him aside.
The little prince noticed that Yin's face had darkened, and his short legs kept kicking in mid-air. Qingyan saw this and couldn't help but regret why she had let Yin come to change.
If she hadn't agreed to Yin's request, and hadn't relied on the nanny to take care of them at home, her son wouldn't have suffered so much.
"Little darling, it'll be ready soon. The brat can still bear it a little longer. Our daughter should be taken care of first!" Yin was a doting father. He missed Qingyan when she was young. Every time he looked at his little daughter's sleeping face, Yin couldn't help but think of Qingyan.
Instantly, Qingyan was speechless; Yin had just dealt with the matter so perfunctorily.
"Fourth Brother, you are Father!" Qingyan would say this every time, but Yin never took it to heart.
He is a kind and loving father in front of his daughter, but he turns into a stern and icy man in front of his son.
"That brat is the eldest son of the legitimate wife, and he must be tempered from a young age. How many hardships will he have to endure when he grows up!" Yin also had some resistance in his heart. If he were to raise another Hong, his face would really be in jeopardy.
Qingyan was speechless. Her son wasn't even a month old, how did it become a period of constant training...?
Yin's stern face left Qingyan speechless, and she cast a sympathetic glance at her son. She clearly wasn't talking about her son; Yin's thoughts were entirely for the child's good, and even if they were unreasonable, she could only tolerate them.
"Yes, after our son turns three, he will be entirely under your care, okay?" Qingyan hoped that all babies could have a happy childhood. Yin didn't have one, but she did.
After changing the little prince's diaper, Yin walked back to Qingyan's side.
"Do you think I don't care about the children?" Yin looked at Qingyan's evasive eyes and understood what the little guy was thinking. "It's not that I don't care. Too many children in the royal family have died. It's a tradition to name the children at the full moon celebration."
Qingyan was taken aback; it turned out that Yin knew everything.
He kissed her cheek. Since she started her postpartum confinement, Xiao Guai had been keeping a close watch on her. He learned from Imperial Physician Yuan that Qing Yan needed to stay in confinement for two months, and he felt bitter.
"They'll only name her after she's a month old?" Qingyan remembered that her name was decided by Emperor Kangxi shortly after she was born.
"Yes, all the princes in the royal family are like that. Even my eldest brother's name, Baoqing, and the crown prince's name, Baocheng, were chosen around that time!" Yin explained.
The relationship between fathers and sons in the royal family is very delicate. As the emperor, Kangxi was very good to his young sons, but very strict with those like Yinzhen, always finding this excuse to train them.
Qingyan leaned against his chest, listening to Yin talk about the royal father and son. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking that the relationship between the royal father and son was somewhat distorted.
"Actually, Father Emperor is a strict father, while Mother Emperor has always been a loving mother!" Yin smiled. Having a child, Yin understood what Kangxi meant. Honghui in the previous life and the little prince in the carriage in this life will both feel Yin's strict side.
Pfft!
Qingyan smiled. She knew she couldn't manage the older children; Yin needed to be managed, and she also had to manage herself. It was quite a burden for him. However, Qingyan was not one to give up easily and hoped her daughter could be even more outstanding.
Many of the royal daughters were burdened with the responsibility of being sent to marry foreign rulers. Emperor Kangxi strictly controlled the number of royal daughters sent to marry foreign rulers. However, when faced with difficulties, each royal princess who was married off established her own residence and took on her own responsibilities.
"My dear, don't worry, our daughter will definitely stay by our side," Yin assured Kangxi.
Qingyan felt reassured after receiving such a promise.
He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and whispered interesting stories from outside in her ear.
"Sisi, our daughter should be the best!" Qingyan had confidence in her daughter; even if she went to Mongolia, she would still be the best.
Qingyan hoped that her daughter would not be confined to the square courtyard, as such courtyards confine women too tightly and make them increasingly narrow-minded.
"Yes, our daughter will always be the best!" Yin valued this daughter highly. His previous daughter was too reserved and left us too young and frail.
Now, his daughter must be in good health, and the old women in the Imperial Household Department also need to be properly taken care of. When she got married, the gossip of the dowry maids to the princesses drove several of them to their deaths.
"When my daughter gets married, the dowry maids must be carefully selected. There can't be any cunning or deceitful ones. If you want to control the little one, you have to see if I, as her father, am willing!" Yin had planned it all out. He absolutely couldn't let his daughter marry far away. He would keep her under his watchful eye. If the prince consort did anything slightly wrong, he would give him a good talking-to.
Qingyan shut up, turned to look at her little daughter in the car, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her partner for three seconds. This old man in front of her was definitely not a kind person. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)
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