Yinzhen entered the mansion with several brothers. Gao Wuyong stepped forward and reported that the Fujin (wife of the emperor) wanted to discuss important matters with him. Yinzhen then told Gao Wuyong to take several brothers to see Honghui first, and that he would come shortly after.
He hadn't even changed out of his court robes when, in the Plum Garden, Lady Nara came to greet him and helped him change into his home clothes. "Master has brought guests today."
"Well, you can call the kitchen for the Eighth and Ninth Princes, but never mind." Yinzhen said after wiping his face. "The Thirteenth Prince is worried about the food in the Tong family's courtyard, so you don't need to go to all that trouble."
He sat down in a chair, and a maid brought him tea. Yinzhen didn't drink it, but instead asked, "Does the Princess Consort have something to say to the Master?"
Nara sat down as well, and said with a slight smile, "It's a good thing."
"Oh?" Yinzhen was taken aback.
Lady Nara wiped her mouth, not looking directly at Yinzhen, her lowered gaze slightly cold, "This morning, Granny Liu met the head maid in Sister Tong's courtyard and said she has the appearance of a son. You know Granny Liu, when I was pregnant with Honghui, she predicted that it would be a prince. I never thought her eyesight was so sharp."
She paused, glancing at the person beside her out of the corner of her eye. Seeing his attentive expression, she continued, "I was thinking, since Sister Tong has never had children, perhaps we should mention..."
"You don't need to think about it, Madam. If you have such thoughts, you should think about how to take good care of Honghui."
Yinzhen coldly interrupted Nara's suggestion.
He stood up, his gaze turning icy as he stared at Lady Nara. The affairs of the household were complicated, and the eldest son was seriously ill. The primary wife was not concerned about her son, but instead had the mind to find more women for him.
His mother had just bestowed the person upon him, but he didn't even have time to pay attention to her; he was still in the mood to sleep with Tong's maid.
Yinzhen suppressed his anger and left with a flick of his sleeve. The last glance he gave Nala made her so terrified that she almost fell off her chair.
She believed she hadn't done anything wrong. The family only had a handful of children. Although she had some selfish motives, it was a good thing that her husband was able to have more offspring, and the Emperor also held him in higher regard.
Yinzhen strode to the courtyard of his eldest son, where several brothers were chatting and laughing with Honghui, trying to cheer him up. Honghui couldn't stay awake any longer, and seeing his tired face, the brothers coaxed him to sleep before going to the outer room.
The maidservant reported the situation of the eldest prince to Yinzhen, who then went in to take a look, his eyes filled with deep worry.
Even if the imperial physician wasn't telling the truth, he had a bad feeling and felt a deep pain in his heart. His most valued eldest son.
Thirteen patted him on the shoulder, “I heard that the newly appointed head of the pediatric department of the Imperial Hospital has a serious illness. Fourth Brother asked Father Emperor for a written edict to personally invite him to take a look. Maybe there is some hope.”
Yinzhen shook his head and sighed softly, "There's no one in the mansion. I heard from the servants that they went traveling in the Sichuan region. They have no fixed abode and are hard to find."
Since Honghui was not well, they didn't want to bother him, so they left on their own initiative and didn't even stay for dinner.
Yinzhen did not insist on keeping them. He saw them out of the mansion, then paused and headed towards Wanyue Pavilion.
Qingfeng discussed with Yiren the matter of adding winter clothes for their master. Nanyi was selecting materials, but was not very satisfied with any of them.
"It has to be either too plain or too flashy. No purple, it's too dark. I don't like green either. Qingfeng, do you have anything else?" Nan asked.
Qingfeng thought for a moment, "Master, there are two more pale yellow ones."
Nan nodded. "Let me see it."
"What about these materials?" Qingfeng asked, as his master didn't like them and they were taking up too much space in the storeroom.
"this....."
Yiren stepped forward to remind him, "Master, Madam's birthday is next month. Do you think we should make some preparations? Madam is older and can handle these heavy colors."
"Ah, you mean my mother?" Nan Yi was a little stunned.
"Yes, Master."
Nan Yi slapped her forehead. She really didn't have the awareness of being a proper daughter; she had almost never thought of this aspect.
How disappointed the mother of the original body must have been.
Alas, she had no choice. Visiting him was out of the question, for fear of revealing the truth, but not visiting him seemed unreasonable as well.
Brain-damaging.
Nan Yi thought for a moment and then said, "Then you should choose more suitable materials, as well as other birthday gifts. Prepare more valuable gifts and choose those that my mother and father like. Don't worry about the money."
Yiren responded with an "oh," without much enthusiasm; she had just mentioned it casually, simply to avoid being impolite.
She had heard from her lover that when her mistress was at her maternal home, she wasn't very favored, and the madam only cared about her legitimate son and rarely paid attention to her mistress.
The master and father valued the young ladies born to his concubines the most.
Because the mistress was weak-willed when she was at her maternal home, she was often bullied and ostracized. However, because the mistress was beautiful, her father finally came to his senses during the imperial concubine selection and put in a lot of effort, which gave the mistress the opportunity to be betrothed to the Fourth Prince.
"What's wrong? You seem unhappy." Nan glanced at her.
Yiren picked up the fabric, pouted, and said, "Of course I'm unhappy. They don't treat their master well. I think as long as we're polite, that's enough."
Nan was taken aback. She hadn't thought of that. Zhenzhen had mentioned that her previous life in her mother's family wasn't very good.
However, no matter what, she owed the Tong family a debt by taking her daughter's body. The Tong family had raised Tong Yilan, and that debt couldn't be repaid with just a few gifts.
“No, I will offer generous gifts. After all, they are my father and mother.” Nan Yi rejected Yi Ren’s suggestion.
Yinzhen, who was outside, overheard the conversation and originally intended to go and offer his congratulations in person, but Yiren's words made him abandon the idea.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
"Get up."
He saw the table full of fabrics and walked over to Nan Yi. "Don't you have any fabrics you like?" Tong always had her own style when it came to dressing, and she always chose the right styles, fabrics, and colors. He always found them pleasing to the eye.
Therefore, he specially ordered his servants to select the best materials from various places and bring them into the mansion. This expenditure came from his private treasury and was exclusively for her. Even the Fujin (wife of the emperor) was unaware of it. Only Su Peisheng and Xiao Shunzi Yiren (the wife of the emperor) knew about it in the mansion.
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