During the time that the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was brought back to Chengqian Palace, it seemed as if he had returned to the time before Consort Tong became pregnant.
Consort Tong still liked him very much, was willing to be close to him, and took care of him in his daily life.
But the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, knew that all of this was different.
He couldn't be so focused on being close to his mother anymore.
He always felt a special kind of closeness to his mother, tinged with a unique emotion.
After several months of neglect and the smallpox incident, the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had come to realize the usefulness of having a good mother in the palace.
He must have a loving mother.
Despite some minor unease in his heart, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen appeared happy and innocent, just like a child, and was very willing to be close to Consort Tong.
Aside from enjoying staying in bed at night and chattering away endlessly with Duofu, they're a different story.
Duofu feels like he's being tortured to death by the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen.
It's always said that this is how the relationship between mothers and sons is in the harem, let alone the fact that they are not even biological mother and son. It's already quite good that Consort Tong treats him this way.
Moreover, he only needed Consort Tong's protection to grow up successfully and leave the palace to establish his own residence.
………
One second it's rational analysis, the next it's all childish emotions.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had a slightly chubby face that looked full of conflict.
"But does my mother really have no maternal love for me at all? Will she treat me like her own mother, just a tool?"
"They were all just tools for them to show off in front of Father Emperor. Every time... Mother Tong... showed me such genuine feelings in front of Father Emperor, it felt so real."
"At that moment, I truly felt like my mother's child."
………
Now I want to get rid of this Fourth Prince Yinzhen, who has gradually recovered and is full of energy.
I knew perfectly well what was going on in my heart, yet I still hesitated for so long.
He's really sensitive and thoughtful; he's still struggling with this.
Neither of them wanted him anymore; they both just treated him as a mere tool.
He still has to struggle with whether or not he is loved at times.
There's no love to be found; smallpox might have been caused by one of them.
If this motherly love were to manifest itself a few more times, he feared that the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, might not be able to bear it.
He should have treated them as tools too. They had plotted against his life, yet he still clung to that faint mother-son bond.
He should be as ruthless as his two mothers, treating them as mere tools.
Behave yourself.
Try your best to win the favor of Consort Tong, so that she can raise you smoothly to the age when you can establish your own household.
When you grow up, you'll be free to decide what you want to do.
Now that he's just a little kid, anyone can bully him.
And yet you're being so dramatic.
Duofu felt that if he didn't find a way to resolve this matter, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen would definitely use it to bother him for a month, constantly nagging and agonizing over it.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, can be adorably innocent at times, and terrifyingly mature at others.
Perhaps because he was facing his mother, he was a child who lacked love.
The more you lack something, the more you need it. If you lack maternal love, you will desperately try to find it for yourself.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, was like that. He knew in his heart that his mother didn't actually love him, but the slightest bit of warmth they showed could still attract him.
It makes him want to get close to her without even realizing it; that's just the natural instinct between mother and child.
In addition, he has a conflicted personality, which could drive him crazy.
Duofu was thinking of going to the small study later to find his Thousand Character Classic and let the Fourth Prince Yinzhen know what the wickedness of the human heart is.
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Consort De, of the Uya clan, has been quietly resting in Yonghe Palace lately, without causing any trouble.
He tried to invite Emperor Kangxi over several times because he had stomach aches, but he was never able to do so.
Consort De, of the Uya clan, heard from her servants that the Emperor had not yet been summoned.
Lady De, of the Uya clan, had tears glistening on her thin, pale face.
“When my Sixth Prince was still alive, His Majesty would come every time. Now that the Sixth Prince is gone, His Majesty no longer wants to come to Yonghe Palace.”
Consort De, of the Uya clan, is quite adept at labeling people randomly. It was clearly her own fault that angered Emperor Kangxi, causing him to dislike her recently and thus avoid seeing her.
Even when she had only given birth to two princesses, Emperor Kangxi was willing to visit Yonghe Palace.
Consort De, Uya, sat by the window, clutching her belly and lamenting her fate—a truly melancholic and sorrowful portrait of a beautiful woman.
"Granny, His Majesty still doesn't want to see me. Does he mean I have to not see His Majesty for the next few months? By then, His Majesty will have already forgotten about me."
"There are so many whining girls in the harem. There's a talent selection every three years. This year must be the year of the selection. I absolutely cannot be confined here."
"The child in my belly will be three months old soon. When that time comes, can you help me see if it's a boy or a girl?"
Consort De, Uya, glanced at her belly and said firmly.
"If it's a girl, we need to prepare early. Only having a boy can help me solve my current predicament."
"I have no need for a daughter."
Granny Wuya was a professional in medicine, pharmacology, and nursing specially recruited by the Wuya clan. She was sent to the palace to protect the former Consort De, Wuya.
Now, all of Consort Wuya's connections and resources in the palace are concentrated on Consort De, Consort Wuya.
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