As evening approached, white banners were hung inside the Mongolian tents. The Left Prince had passed away. Batu Buhe, having been instructed about Yinhe and Qingyan's injuries, changed into a blue Mongolian robe, his chubby face showing a sad expression.
He saw Yiken'e standing to the side, helping him burn yellow paper. Originally, Yiken'e was Yin's son and did not need to change into mourning clothes, but Qingyan pleaded with Kangxi to allow Yiken'e to accompany Batu Buhe.
The people of the Left Wing Prince's tribe were very grateful to Yiken'e for taking such good care of Batubhe. They even thought that the old chief had done the right thing and that the choice of the person to entrust the orphan to was correct.
Yin and Qingyan stayed in the side hall to keep him company. If they actually showed up, Kangxi would probably complain about it.
"Fourth Prince, why did the Left Prince entrust his son to someone so suddenly?" The Left Prince had clearly already secured his position; this matter...
"It's Father Emperor who's about to make his move. The Left Wing Prince isn't planning to flee, so he has no choice but to use this method to make Father Emperor feel guilty. Batu Buhe is the oldest. Do you think the Left Wing Prince's lineage will be alright if things escalate?" Yin remembered that the Left Wing Prince's lineage had all been demoted and their positions were inherited by another lineage.
Now, the Left Wing Prince is a clever one, and he has chosen a successor according to Kangxi's wishes.
The primary wife and secondary wives who followed were all to be buried alive with the emperor, and this secret matter was to be sealed away.
"Good boy, let's try to be nicer to Batu Buhe. This child is very smart. Although he is a little disappointed now, he will definitely shine in time." Yin thought highly of this child. It takes a lot of courage to become the successor approved by Kangxi.
"Hmm, really, we don't want to drag Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen into this mess?" Qingyan's biggest worry was her daughter. If possible, Su Yan disliked these kinds of disasters the most.
Yin nodded. As long as he could follow Kangxi's wishes, there wouldn't be so much trouble. So, Yin acquiesced.
“We’re looking for a helper for Yiken’e. You see, Yiken’e is growing up, and more and more people are gathering around him. We need to find some helpers for him,” Yin said from the side.
Qingyan tacitly agreed with Yin's meaning. These helpers should be the heirs of the Mongol tribes. Recently, Qingyan had seen the connections that Kangxi and Wei Yiken were looking for, and he became increasingly worried.
"Batu Buhe, stop crying. From now on, you're my little brother. Father and Mother will protect you. Think about what you and Abu said." Yiken'e quickly said, looking at the fat man next to her who had turned into a crybaby.
Batubuhe felt distressed. He realized he had to grow up. The people who had always protected and pampered him were no longer there, and he had to walk his own path from now on.
“I know, Abu, Father and Mother are both good. You know I love getting into trouble, but only Abu truly protects me!” Batu Buhe said with a mournful face.
Yiken was speechless. Why wasn't this guy going to stop at all?
“Mother will help you. I am the eldest son, so I am the one who will be tormented by Father. You are the heir, and Father will definitely not let you off the hook. But Mother can help you,” Yiken’e said to Batu Buhe.
Batubuhe has been personally taken care of by Qingyan these past few days. In order to let him use more things, she even cooked for him herself, which made Yin quite dissatisfied.
"Mother..." Under the witness of the Left Wing Prince, Batu Buhe personally served tea and kowtowed to Yinhe Qingyan. He was only 3 years old, yet he was already facing these problems.
Batu Buhe recalled the difference between his mother and his daughter. His mother had two older brothers before him, but they died young because of their struggles with the primary wife.
"Yiken'e, I understand!" Because Batubuhe was the heir to the prince, the Mongol leaders, seeing the Fourth Prince standing behind him, all came to offer their condolences.
Yiken sat cross-legged to one side and began burning paper money, while Batubuhe knelt on a thick prayer mat, returning the greetings to each of the mourners.
"Later, the Emperor will be here. You are now the Emperor's grandson, so don't overthink it." Yiken'e looked at Batu Buhe and Qingyan Guo. Batu Buhe is going through a very difficult time right now, and everyone should help him. Don't let him be in a bad mood during this period.
As lunchtime approached, Batu Buhe was carried into a side hall by Su Peisheng. On the eight-immortal table were all of Batu Buhe's favorite dishes. These dishes looked like meat, but in fact, they were all vegetarian.
“Yiken’e, I’m in mourning right now. Is it okay for me to eat these things…” Batu Buhe was no longer under Abu’s protection. Although he was under the protection of Yin and Qingyan, there was still some distance between them.
"This vegetarian meal was made by your mother. In the notes your Abu left behind, you liked the taste of meat, so your mother thought of making these." Yiken'e looked at Batu Buhe's red eyes and understood that this was just something Batu Buhe liked.
“Abu knows… Mother actually made it for me!” Batu Buhe had always been raised by the Prince’s side, and the relationship between the father and son was the best. The Prince would even bring him along when the leaders’ meetings were held in the main tent.
“From now on, you will be the one to support the entire tribe, Batubhe. There is still much for you to learn,” Yiken said to him, acting like an adult.
In the past two days, Batubuhe's round face has become thinner. A purge has begun in the tribe. Huricha is considered a man of the Left Wing Prince. Originally, a purge was to be carried out after they returned. The two masters, relying on their status, have caused the prince a lot of trouble.
“Alright, Huricha isn’t here, so you can eat here in peace,” Yiken’e said directly.
Batubuhe smiled and said, "Mother is really good. She has allowed me to have my own ideas. When we return to the capital, I will follow my brother."
In fact, when the prince was alive, Batu Buhe was an exceptionally close confidant, always on the sidelines, and rarely had any friends. Now that his biggest backer was gone, he was even more afraid that Yin and Qingyan's actions were merely for show.
Yiken'e made him feel warm and fuzzy inside, a warmth even his own mother couldn't provide. No wonder, Abu, when you're with the Fourth Prince and his wife, you must carefully observe their true feelings and not be guarded.
Huricha left the tough battle and prepared to go to the Mongol tribes to deal with his two elder brothers, who had bullied him quite a bit. So, when the prince was about to take action, he did not hide anything from him.
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