After finishing their meal and fruit, Yinzhen and Changning had their maid tidy up the bed, and the two of them snuggled together.
It must be said that Yinzhen had a really good physique, with a solid eight-pack. Princes in ancient times were very particular about practicing martial arts, horseback riding, and archery. After all, the Manchus conquered the world on horseback. Emperor Kangxi, who was so good at raising his sons, would not have allowed his sons to neglect martial arts training.
So even through his clothes, Changning could feel his hard muscles, and couldn't help but poke and touch him like she would Hongyang.
This aroused Yinzhen to the point that he grabbed her mischievous little hand and said, "Stop fooling around, aren't you tired?"
Changning pouted and muttered under her breath, "Stingy."
Yinzhen held her in his arms, tightening his grip. Changning felt a little guilty. Although she had wiped herself with a handkerchief during her postpartum confinement, she hadn't taken a bath. Would she smell bad?
She poked Yinzhen's abs again and asked, "Can you smell anything?"
Yinzhen was reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra when he heard her ask this question. He subconsciously kissed her forehead and asked, "What does it smell like? It smells sweet, like milk."
"No, I haven't showered or washed my hair in ages, does it smell bad?"
Yinzhen answered very seriously: "It doesn't smell bad, it smells especially good."
He wasn't lying; Changning, like Hongyang, had a faint milky smell, which was quite pleasant.
However, Changning didn't think so. She believed that Yinzhen was love-struck, that love had truly blinded him. Or rather, blinded his sense of smell.
Yinzhen felt that he couldn't focus his thoughts on her at all right now, otherwise the flames of passion would rise uncontrollably, which would not be a good thing for the current situation.
Especially after Changning gave birth, she wasn't as disheveled as she had imagined. Instead, she exuded a maternal charm, and her soft, fragrant body made her even more alluring.
So Yinzhen took a few deep breaths, looked away, and began to silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra again. Later, he simply closed his eyes to prevent himself from having any romantic thoughts.
Changning naturally noticed the man's unusual behavior beside her. With a teasing intent, she deliberately used a high-pitched, coquettish voice to ask, "Your Highness~ Why are your eyes so closed? If you open your eyes and look at me~ I don't believe your eyes are empty~"
"Cough cough cough..."
Yinzhen couldn't help but cough, and was indeed quite surprised. Although Yaoxian's coquettish voice was really sweet and charming, he hadn't really enjoyed this kind of blessing much!
Aside from the time when Yao Xian would occasionally act coquettishly towards him when he first entered the manor, such a good thing hadn't happened since the two of them became more and more familiar with each other.
"Stop joking, you're still in your postpartum period."
Yinzhen swallowed hard, trying to calm her down.
Changning couldn't help but laugh, but at this moment, she put on a dramatic act and changed into a different kind of seductive concubine's tone.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, look at me! Your Majesty, come and chase me!"
Yinzhen remained unmoved.
Changning will continue its efforts.
"Your Majesty, they all say I am a demon, but do you think I am a demon or an auspicious omen?"
"I think you're a fairy." Yinzhen's vicious tone didn't sound like he was praising her as a fairy. He then turned her over, grabbed the fragrant dew, and when he released her again, her rosy lips were glistening.
"Alright, stop fooling around. If others hear this, who knows what they'll think. Go to sleep." Yinzhen's deep, magnetic voice was captivating, and Changning drifted off to sleep.
Yinzhen continued reading the scriptures.
When Changning woke up the next day at daybreak, the man was nowhere to be seen. He had said he went out to practice boxing at the training ground early that morning and was working in the fields now.
Changning couldn't help but laugh, feeling that the two of them were now interacting like a farmer's family.
She even sent Su Peisheng to deliver a message, saying that if he didn't finish plowing the two-tenths of an acre of land, he shouldn't come back for lunch.
When Yinzhen heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle. His forehead was glistening with sweat, but he felt a sweet warmth in his heart, and his hands moved a little faster.
Only Hongzhao looked worried and said, "Mother is too cruel. We have to finish all the farm work before we can eat."
The uneventful days passed by, and when Changning finished her postpartum confinement, Kangxi returned with a grand procession.
Upon his return, Emperor Kangxi executed several of Suo'etu's henchmen, which worsened Suo'etu's illness.
Yinzhen was always low-key and did not want to use his youngest son's full moon celebration to show off in the capital, so he did not hold a grand celebration this time.
However, after hearing about it, the Emperor bestowed many gifts upon the Consort De, who readily agreed and added even more gifts in return.
Changning did not covet his son's things and used them as a separate small storeroom for Hongyang.
She felt she was the best mother in the world and never coveted the children's New Year's money.
Of course, even if she herself had been through the rain since childhood, she wouldn't tear up the children's umbrellas.
While she was still immersed in the atmosphere of being a loving mother and that there was no one better than a mother in the world, those children caused trouble again.
In the past two days, Honghui and Hongyan have also returned from the palace and are celebrating Hongyang's full moon together at the estate, which is very lively.
In addition, since the thirteenth and fourteenth sons had returned from their trip with the emperor, and although he could not personally attend Hongyang's full moon banquet, he sent his eldest sons to attend. Thus, Hongchang and Hongchun returned to this familiar place once again.
The same seasonings, the same recipe—these big boys never get into any quiet trouble when they're together.
As Changning was following Hutuli and Yierha to select fabrics for making summer clothes, she saw Hongmin and Hongchen, who were still walking with a stumbling gait, coming over, with their wet nurses following closely behind to protect them.
"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you two so unhappy?"
Changning saw that both of her sons were pouting and looking indignant.
The wet nurse on the side also hesitated to speak, looking very frightened.
She knew something was wrong.
However, Hongchen was now speaking fluently, and he was seen indignantly denouncing Changning.
"Mom! My brothers aren't taking me with them! They're playing by themselves!"
It turns out to be that classic question again.
Older children tend to prefer playing with other older children and are less willing to take care of younger ones.
For example, Hongzhao preferred to stick close to his older brother rather than his younger brother.
Hongyan spent more time with Honghui and Hongzhao. Although he cared for his younger brothers, he spent relatively little time playing with them.
Now, as Hongmin and Hongchen grow up, they prefer to stick close to their older brothers. Their younger brother was just born; what is there for him to play with?
So Changning often hears complaints like, "My brothers aren't taking me with them anymore," or "They've gone off to play somewhere else."
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