As evening fell, the twins came out of the garden. Qingyan noticed that their faces were covered with small red bumps from mosquitoes. Yiken felt itchy and quickly scratched his face.
"Mother, Yiken'e is itchy!" Yiken'e found that the more she scratched, the itchier she became, so she quickly ran to her mother.
Yiken tilted her little head back and looked at Qingyan, her big phoenix eyes filled with pleading.
Yin gave Qingyan a look, signaling her not to interfere and to teach Yiken'e a lesson.
"Yiken'e, where's your purse?" Qingyan looked at Yiken'e's waist and saw that there was no purse hanging there.
Ugh!
Yiken'e gave an awkward laugh, his dark eyes darting around. Yin Yi immediately realized that Yiken'e was definitely making excuses.
"Tell the truth!" Yin uttered three cold words.
“Mother, I’m going to catch grasshoppers. Those mosquitoes’ pouches will let the grasshoppers escape!” Yiken’e said confidently.
Qingyan sighed, "That brat is really something!"
"Then should we remove all the purses? Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen is a girl, look at her little face!" Qingyan was furious.
Those two brats! It would be quite unpleasant if any marks were left on Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen's face.
In modern times, such a mark would simply be removed by scar removal, but that's not an option here.
"Fourth Prince, what do you think?" Qingyan asked, looking at Yin.
Yin shook his head helplessly. He often went to catch grasshoppers. If Kangxi and Consort Tong were here, they would definitely say that Yiken was a carbon copy of Yin.
"If the children like to make trouble, let them do it. If you always let the servants manage them, they won't know these things." Yin didn't care. The children would only understand what danger was when they encountered problems.
No matter how much adults waste their breath, these children will eventually develop a rebellious streak.
"It's alright, it's fine for a boy to have these things on his face. But what about Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen?" Qingyan glanced at her daughter on Yin's lap and shook her head helplessly.
Yin looked down at his daughter, whose little face had a few red bumps. He was now applying the ointment made by Physician Yuan to her.
"There's definitely nothing to worry about. Physician Yuan said it himself, this ointment will definitely remove the scars." Yin didn't seem to care.
"You can't just let Yiken'e go out and play while keeping Hutulifengshengzhalafen locked up in the house, can you?" Yin didn't like to restrict his daughter. Whatever the little one liked, Yin would get it for her right away.
Qingyan was speechless. Yin basically had two different standards for his children. He would absolutely dote on his daughters and pamper them, but he would always have a stern face towards his sons. If there was even the slightest mistake, his sons would definitely be blamed.
"Yiken'e, don't you know you should protect your sister? When you saw the mosquito bites, you should have stopped her from playing!" Yin scolded his son with a stern face after applying ointment to Hutulifengshengzhalafen.
Yiken pouted, feeling extremely wronged. Why was he always being scolded? Every time he encountered a similar problem, Yin would immediately reprimand him.
“Father, I know I was wrong!” Yiken’e lowered his head.
Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen looked at Yiken'e with a stern face, slightly pouting lips, and an even more unpleasant expression, and felt a little uncomfortable.
"Father, it's my fault, it has nothing to do with Ah Hun!" Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen quickly begged Yiken'e for forgiveness.
Yin's lips curled up slightly. Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen had realized her mistake. Every time he scolded Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen for doing something wrong, he would directly scold Yiken'e, and the little girl would remember it very well.
"Is that so?" Yin looked down at his daughter.
"Hmm!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen looked up at him and nodded vigorously a few times. "Actually, I just want to play with Ahhun. Inside the military port, there are only the three of us. No one can keep us company!"
Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen complained that the children brought by those nannies would either avoid them or try to curry favor with them; no one would treat them as equals.
“Father, I don’t understand why they’re trying to curry favor with us!” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen looked at Yin with confusion.
They were dressed somewhat similarly. Most of the nannies' children had several decent outfits. Some of them had brought their children with them on this southern tour, hoping that their children could stay with the twins.
Yin sighed, pinched her little face and said, "Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen, you are the master, those people are servants!"
Qingyan was stunned. How similar was this sentence to what she heard back then?
When she first entered the royal court, the servants in the back courtyard were unruly and she was too soft-hearted to take action against them. Didn't Yin also say something like that?
"Do you remember?" Qingyan asked.
"My daughter is just like Xiao Guai, even in managing the servants, she's just like you were back then!" Yin didn't care.
“Little girl, those people are meant to serve others. If they stay by your side all the time, you must discipline them properly, otherwise they will not have fulfilled their mission!” Qingyan repeated Yin’s words.
Yin smiled faintly. Several years had passed, yet Qingyan still remembered.
Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen stared blankly at Qingyan. She understood that her identity was different from those people, which was why she always looked at them with such arrogance.
“Mother, I know, so I’ll play with Ah Hun. We won’t do it like this again!” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen is a sensible person.
"Hmm, Yiken, what do you think?" Qingyan was satisfied with her daughter's answer, then turned her gaze to her son.
“I understand. Those people just want to serve me and get something out of me, just like the wet nurses of the past,” Yiken said sarcastically.
Previously, Yin had made Yiken'e see the greed of the servants around him. The wet nurse was the first servant he punished. Several times, outsiders said that Yiken'e was ruthless, but he would not say much.
"Hmm, anything else?" Yin was not satisfied with Yiken'e's answer and hoped that his son could answer even more thoroughly.
"They want to use their position by my side to gain more benefits, or they've been bribed by someone to come to my side just to get some information from Father!" Yiken'e lowered her head, her whole body radiating resentment. "Father, I've already punished my little Sula. That person dared to leak information!"
"Not bad!" Yin praised Yiken with great satisfaction.
That little Sula was an informant, specially arranged by Yin.
"Yiken'e, don't push yourself too hard!" Qingyan felt that Yin had gone too far; Yiken'e was just a child.
He had already begun training Yiken to avoid risks, and even had Yiken personally deal with several people.
“If we don’t say anything now, Yiken’e might be plotted against. Forget it, let Yiken’e understand who he can touch and who he can’t.” Yin didn’t think he was wrong.
When he was young, Consort Tong disciplined Yin in this way, which is why he was able to escape death many times.
"Yes, Father's words of advice are absolutely right. Mother, I am confident that I will not bring shame to Father!" Yiken'e did not care. Every time Yin disciplined him, he discovered some of his own problems.
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