After a unique picnic, Kangxi felt even more at ease with Yinzhi. He had received very little care from Feiyanggu and was able to handle many things on his own. After comparing him with Yinzhi, Kangxi had to admit that the sons of the Ulanara family were basically well-trained men.
That day, Yin Guo was content, and when he rested at night, he quickly fell asleep.
Early in the morning, just as Yin got up, Qingyan was already sitting in his study. Her appearance surprised Yin.
"Little darling, is something wrong today?" Yin was dressed in a royal blue casual robe, with a bright yellow belt around his waist, from which hung a rather plain-looking purse.
"Hmph, here you go!" Qingyan tossed the purse in her hand to Yin with a look of disgust. Yesterday, when they went camping together, Kangxi and Consort Tongjia saw the old purse on Yin's waist and gave him a frustrated smile, which made her lose face.
Yin quickly clutched the small purse; this time, the workmanship was much more exquisite than the last.
"Not bad, you can embroider peonies this time!" His dry praise made Qingyan feel extremely bad. The purse was the first finished product of the embroidery, with two bamboo stalks embroidered on the ivory white silk.
Neither Ama nor his brothers could compete with Yinzhi, so this rough purse became the exclusive possession of the fourth prince.
Kangxi spoke a few words with Fei Yanggu. He didn't mind sending one from the palace since there were no embroiderers in the Ulanara residence.
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You made me lose face!" Qingyan clenched her little fists proudly, pounced on Yin, and started pounding on him like a drum.
Qingyan's small fists pounded on Yin's body, as if he were being punched, causing no pain or itch.
"Qingyan, be good, your hands will hurt in a bit. Father is jealous. My little Qingyan's needlework is excellent!" Yin complained in his heart. "Let me tell you, in Father's trunk, there is also the first purse that Mother embroidered. It's just that Mother's skills have improved. Otherwise, we could have retaliated."
The young Fourth Prince mischievously pondered that he should write a proper letter to his mother to complain about his father's unkind behavior, which had angered him.
"You're always right!" Qingyan sneered. "Today, you go and fertilize the vegetables in the greenhouse! Don't let anyone help you!"
Yin had a slight obsession with cleanliness since childhood, and only maintained normal habits in front of Qingyan. This time, Qingyan's punishment was specifically designed for him.
He looked at the sulking little dumpling and pinched her cheek with his right hand.
"Fine! You'll be the supervisor!" Yin didn't think anything of it. Qingyan was very indifferent to strangers, so he was happy that he could mess with Yin without any burden.
Iceberg revealed a warm smile, took Tender's little hand, and walked towards the greenhouse. Just as they reached the entrance, two buckets of fertilizer with an unpleasant smell appeared in front of them. Yin handed two purses made by Qingyan to the little girl.
He carried a bucket in his left hand and a special spoon in his right as he walked inside. He didn't care if his clothes got dirty, but those two small purses absolutely couldn't be tainted by any bad smell.
Su Peisheng followed behind Yin, watching his master work hard to fulfill Qingyan Gege's request, and immediately shed a tear of bitterness for his master.
In the palace, the master had never done this kind of farm work before. Qingyan Gege's request completely overturned Su Peisheng's understanding.
"Master, let this servant do it." Su Peisheng turned his head to look around. Qingyan was not paying attention to them. He went to Yin's side and whispered.
Yin pursed his thin lips, not even sparing Su Peisheng a glance.
"Outrageous! This is something that can be done with shoddy workmanship!" Yin glared at Su Peisheng. This guy only knew how to cause him trouble. Look at Qingyan's tense little face. How could he let a servant do it?
Su Peisheng shrank his neck; Qingyan Gege's unusual posture made him extremely worried.
He watched as Yin frowned and painstakingly tended to the vegetable garden, and he, the servant, felt incredibly awkward.
"Su Peisheng, step aside!" Qingyan's angry voice startled Su Peisheng.
Normally, Qingyan's sweet, childlike voice is like heavenly music. Now, Su Peisheng feels that after spending so much time with his master, the two of them have become somewhat similar in temperament.
After the morning court session, Kangxi learned from his secret guards that a certain fourth prince had been thrown into a greenhouse to work by Qingyan. He took the note and walked towards Chengqian Palace with a smile.
"Pfft, hahaha~" Consort Tongjia looked at the latest news about the fourth prince, and the image of Qingyan waving her braid behind him and Yinzhi fertilizing the vegetable garden with a disgusted look on his face flashed through her mind. How hilarious that scene would be!
Emperor Kangxi laughed as he listened to Consort Tongjia's explanation.
Yesterday, he was just saying it casually, and Yin, following the custom in the palace, offered a perfunctory compliment.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Si crossed Qingyan's bottom line, and the little cat got angry, resulting in severe punishment.
"It's wonderful that Yin has such a wife. It's much better than letting him be like a princess with obsessive-compulsive disorder!" Kangxi suppressed his smile. He thought that Yin should be punished properly.
Previously, he was very worried about Yin's ailment and what would happen to him on the battlefield! Now, if Qingyan can cure it, he will reward Fei Yanggu handsomely.
"Uh~" Consort Tongjia choked, "You heartless father, all you do is watch the show!"
Emperor Kangxi kissed Consort Tongjia's fair forehead, and her mother did not stop him.
Inside the greenhouse, Su Peisheng had already dismissed all the servants around him. If their master came out and was surrounded by onlookers, those who served him closely would definitely be implicated. While Qingyan Gege was having a great time, they were about to face a tragedy.
"Su Peisheng, what are you standing there for? Prepare bath water for me!" Yin turned his head and saw Su Peisheng standing dumbly at the door. Qingyan watched him work with a smile, but his anger was directed at Su Peisheng.
Su Peisheng shuddered, gave Qingyan a resentful look, and quickly ran away.
"Hahaha~ Fourth Brother, you scared Su Peisheng~" Qingyan looked at Yinwu's messy clothes, her little face turning pink with laughter. So tender. So delicate.
"You brat, are you happy now?" Yin knew that Qingyan wanted to make him relax, and this kind of punishment absolutely could not happen again. "In a moment, get dressed!"
The two of them had an agreement: if the other did something wrong, the one who did wrong would change the other's clothes into clean ones after the other had taken a bath.
This was a common practice for Yin, but it was the first time for Qingyan to do so.
"Hmph! I know!" Qingyan turned her head away haughtily. "Go take a shower now!"
She wrinkled her little face, fanned herself with her handkerchief in disgust, and waved her hand, telling someone to hurry up and clean up. It was really unsightly, so she went out of the shed and found that the servants who usually roamed around were all acting like quails outside the door.
She was immediately speechless. It turned out that Su Peisheng had dismissed the servants early on, fearing that Yin would be angry.
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