As the Golden Festival approached, the twins were gradually able to sit and stand upright. Qingyan personally designed a walker, which Yin modified and had the craftsmen of Linglong Pavilion put into use.
On this day, Yin finally had a day off before the Golden Offering Festival, preparing to enter the palace to celebrate the festival.
"Yiken, slow down!" Yin watched as his son sat in the walker, waving his little paws in the air and making "ah ah" sounds.
"Ahhhh!" Yiken turned her head to look at Yin with dissatisfaction, her pink lips slightly pouting, her face full of displeasure.
Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen followed Yiken'e staggering behind, while Yin watched his son rushing around the courtyard like a little train engine.
He was glad that he had his servants wrap up all the sharp corners with fine cotton cloth early on.
At this time, when the children were at their noisiest, the two of them dared not even leave any porcelain in the main hall, the study, or the bedroom by the river, for fear that the two little ones would bump into it.
During this period, whenever Qingyan entered the palace, Consort Tong was in the same situation; even the blue and white porcelain cups she usually drank tea from were replaced.
"You brat, trying to run away again?" Yiken'e took shaky little steps, preparing to run out of the yard, when he caught the little guy.
Yesterday, while Qingyan was busy listening to the servants' reports, Yiken'e, with her short legs, actually managed to sneak straight to the study.
After court, he went to his study and found it in a mess, with the eunuchs looking at him with a look of utter despair.
In a small corner of the study, I found a little kid playing in a walker, and he was sleeping on the walker.
After washing up, he picked up the little boy and walked towards Xiao Guai's courtyard. Halfway there, he saw Su Lan and Su Zhu each leading a team of people, anxiously looking at something in the mansion.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Su Lan greeted him, but did not look in Yin's direction. Instead, she kept an eye on the side to see if Yi Ken'e was there.
"Put it away, Yiken'e ran off to the study! Where is your master?" Yin was a little annoyed. During the Qingyan Festival, he had to manage the household, but the servants by his side were not doing their job properly. The little bean was in danger.
"Reporting to Master, you searched the courtyard, but the young master escaped through the side gate while you were entertaining this servant." The side gate is a place where people are rarely allowed to leave.
Upon hearing this, Yin burst out laughing, "That brat's got some fun."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked into the courtyard. The maids and servants who were with Yiken'e knelt down in the courtyard, while the servants who were with Hutulifengshengzhalafen followed him to search for Yiken'e.
"Greetings, Master." The servants, unable to find Yiken'e, didn't dare utter a sound.
"Little darling, Yiken'e is with me," Yin called from outside.
Upon hearing Yin's words, Qingyan immediately ran out of the study. Her eyes were bloodshot, and when she saw Yin holding the child, she quickly took the child into her arms.
"Ee ee ee ee!" Yiken'e seemed to feel as if she had returned to her mother's embrace, opening her arms and calling out happily.
Qingyan slapped his buttocks with her hand, her face extremely unpleasant.
"You brat, how did you get out of here!" she said, feeling a pang of self-reproach.
“Little darling, this isn’t your fault. That brat ran away through the side door; he must have found some shortcut. Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen didn’t get out, and it’s all because of that brat. All the servants around him have been replaced.” Yin believed that more than a dozen servants couldn’t even keep an eye on their master; they were clearly not doing their job properly.
Despite Yin's attempts to comfort her, this incident undoubtedly served as a wake-up call for Qingyan. As children grow older, they become very curious about the outside world and are easily lured away by toys.
Yin basically left his sons to their own devices, believing that princes needed to experience more hardship, while his daughters didn't need to be spoiled and pampered.
"Fourth Brother, I will pay more attention to the child!" Qingyan Wucuo said.
“If you spoil Yiken’e, you’ll only harm him. Today, I’ll have two Blood Droplets’ Little Sulas by her side to keep an eye on his movements.” Yin waved his hand, telling Qingyan not to be too anxious.
Her courtyard and Yin's study were guarded by special personnel. The Blood Droplets probably didn't realize that Yiken'e was in danger, which is why they didn't appear.
"I understand!" She found that Yin was very firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
Yin carried Yiken'e and they entered the main hall one after the other.
"Yiken'e, stand still!" Yin lifted Yiken'e up so that she looked at him at eye level. "Look at your mother."
Yiken shook her little head and looked in her direction. Qingyan's eyes were red and swollen, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was still in shock.
“Don’t be reckless next time, or your mother will worry. Look at your sister, she’s always playing in the yard, do you think she’ll run outside?” Yin said sternly.
Yiken'e noticed that Yin was angry. He pouted, turned his face away, and his phoenix eyes were filled with tears.
"Sisi, it's my fault, Yiken'e is still young!" Qingyan noticed that Yiken'e was sad and quickly pleaded for her.
"Hmph!" Yin snorted coldly.
A doting mother often spoils her son!
Yiken needs more practice and experience to become a talent.
"Four! Four!" Qingyan said coquettishly.
Yin did not regret it; Qingyan simply did not want the child to die young.
Being a prince is difficult, but being the son of a prince is even more difficult.
Previously, he only lived in the palace, and it was fine that the concubines were watching him. But Yiken'e was different. Not only were the concubines watching him, but the ministers were also paying attention to him for their own interests.
"This kind of situation will never happen again, little darling. Don't blame yourself too much. This is a good thing. It serves as a reminder that we need to be extra careful when the children grow up!" Yin had already planned to place the Blood Droplets all over the mansion, keeping them hidden in the shadows so they could come out and rescue the children when they were in danger!
"This time we need to teach Yiken'e a lesson. If she grows up and sneaks out of the manor on her own, the problem will be serious!" she said worriedly.
Yin laughed. The little guy was indeed worried. It wasn't easy for him to think of that.
The Fourth Prince's residence could provide them with a more stable environment, but what about outside?
Yiken'e will definitely be targeted, not only by the princes, but also by the ministers, making it difficult for him to investigate.
In addition, Yiken is one of the twins, so people value his lineage even more.
After all, Yiken'e was very important to Kangxi, so much so that even the eldest son of the crown prince had to step down to the second line.
"Little darling, I will personally talk to him." Yin was also a little scared. If the Crown Prince had bad intentions, would Prime Minister Suo be able to stand idly by?
Xiao Guai's question instantly snapped him out of his daze.
“Sisi, he knows how to protect himself now, so we can let go and just keep more people around him,” Qingyan sighed.
Boys' love for yarn is innate; it's something that can't be stopped. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
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