Upon learning that Changning had become the primary consort of Prince Yong, the children reacted in different ways.
Hongyan and Hongzhao, needless to say, were genuinely happy for their mother. Although their father had always loved their mother deeply, they couldn't help but hear about the topic of wives and concubines when they were socializing.
It would be wonderful if my mother could become my father's legal wife.
Yierha also looked calm; she had known this day would come.
Ama's eyes were filled with pure-hearted mother; how to describe that affection? She had never seen it in any other man's eyes before.
The sweet nothings described in storybooks must be just like this.
If Father truly loved Chongchun's mother, how could he bear to make her a concubine?
This is the outcome we had anticipated.
She was thinking of Honghui. Both she and her brother grew up with Ulanara. Although she had become closer to Chun'e's side in recent years, the bond between the two siblings had not changed.
Moreover, their stepmother has always treated them both the same.
I wonder what Honghui is thinking now. Is he secretly thinking that his stepmother is crying?
Yierha was a little worried, but since it was snowing outside, she couldn't go out. She could only send someone to check on Honghui.
Honghui, however, did not cry.
He simply took out the needlework his mother had made for him before she passed away. He remembered that it was also a snowy day like this, with a charcoal brazier for warmth in the room, and his mother sitting on the couch sewing a cloak for him. The days were peaceful and serene.
That image has remained etched in his mind ever since, never fading in the slightest.
Looking at the cypress leaves on his cloak, he seemed to hear his mother's soft voice again: "I hope Honghui can be like this cypress tree, evergreen and evergreen, and then your mother will be content."
Honghui couldn't help but choke up, his eyes reddening. He had thought about this day before. Ever since his mother passed away, he had been afraid that one day his father would find a new wife or make his mother his official wife.
He didn't care whether his mother's position as the principal wife had been taken by someone else; what he was afraid of was that, apart from himself, there was no one else in the Yong Prince's Mansion who remembered his mother.
Just like how his mother wasted more than ten years in the Prince's mansion, it was like a wisp of smoke, which dissipated with a gust of wind. He was afraid that his mother's spirit in heaven would feel bitter, and he did not want such a wonderful mother to end up being forgotten by everyone.
A day later, the Yuanmingyuan Garden was tidied up, and the group boarded a carriage and returned to what is now the Yong Prince's Mansion.
From the outside, the plaque is magnificent and grand, with carved beams and painted rafters. Even the stone lions guarding the gate are imposing and domineering, showing its extraordinary nature everywhere. This prince's mansion is truly extraordinary, occupying two whole streets in the capital city where every inch of land is precious.
Even Changning, who had visited many mansions in modern times, was slightly shocked.
So this is what a real prince's mansion looked like in ancient times...
Pushing open the gate, Changning and Yinzhen were at the front, with several children following behind, looking around at the new mansion.
It can be said that Emperor Yongzheng's aesthetic sense was on point. Everything was unique and beautiful, with no room for adjustment. Even the paving stones were carefully selected one by one, and the artificial mountains and streams were particularly distinctive.
Yinzhen first led them to the main courtyard, which resembled the former Qingzhi Courtyard. All the children's toys, basketball court, pomegranate tree, and grape trellis had been moved there, making the place larger and brighter. There were about twenty side rooms on both sides alone, and a row of small houses at the back.
Changning couldn't help but laugh: "There are so many rooms in this house, we can't possibly live in them all."
“You’re still laughing? Weren’t you complaining before that the warehouse wasn’t big enough? Well, now I’ve had them build two big courtyards for you to use as warehouses. Once they’re full, we’ll expand them again.”
Changning was satisfied with what she saw, and the room was well-decorated with many items she had never seen before; they must be valuable items from Yinzhen's private treasury.
There were also glazed tiles, glass bottles, glass cabinets, and glass tables; Yinzhen collected quite a few for her.
What surprised her even more was the rose quartz incense burner with its ear covers. The pink crystal was shimmering and exquisite, beautiful and crystal clear.
"Oh! Isn't this the one I asked Zhang Qilin to have? It's done so quickly!" Changning was delighted, holding the ear-shaped incense burner with great affection. It was so beautiful! And so pink! So girly!
Seeing her satisfaction, Yinzhen smiled as well: "Zhang Qilin told me about it, and I had someone specially go to the south to find it. It was not easy to find such a large, whole piece of hibiscus stone, and it took almost half a year to carve it. What do you think? Do you like it?"
Changning nodded repeatedly: "I like it!"
The children had long since been taken away to explore on their own, leaving only Changning and Yinzhen inside the house.
Changning blushed and poked his chest: "Does that mean you can do whatever I say?"
Yinzhen grasped her mischievous hand and said softly, "Of course, as long as you want it, I will find it for you, whether I have it or not."
Changning chuckled, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere: "What if I wanted you to ride a horse for me?"
Yinzhen was taken aback.
Riding horses is a game that Hongmin and Hongchen have been particularly fond of lately. They sit on the back of a little eunuch and pretend to ride horses, waving their little hands and muttering, "Giddy up! Giddy up!" They actually look quite convincing.
When Changning first saw it, she taught the two children not to bother the young eunuchs. But the young eunuchs waved their hands and said it was fine. The young masters were light and carefree, and it wouldn't matter if they played for an hour. Besides, they only played for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. For the young eunuchs who did rough and tiring work all year round, this was a very easy task.
Later, Changning discovered that Hongyan had actually become Hongmin and Hongchen's horse, being ordered around by his two younger brothers, riding on their buttocks, and coaxing them to play.
Later, Hongzhao also wanted to be the one riding the horse, but he had been eating too much lately and was too embarrassed to let someone carry him. At his age, he was at a stage where he was quite concerned about his image and dignity.
Later, when Yinzhen came to visit his sons, he became Hongmin and Hongchen's personal attendant. Changning thought he would refuse, but to her surprise, he seemed to enjoy it quite a bit.
Hearing Changning say this, Yinzhen's gaze immediately darkened, but his eyes kept wandering over her body, making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Yinzhen had a smile playing on his lips, but it looked anything but friendly: "You want to ride me?"
Changning then realized what he meant, and immediately felt embarrassed and annoyed, punching his chest with her little fists: "Tch tch tch! I won't ride you!"
These punches made Yinzhen cough twice. Putting everything else aside, why did Yaoxian become so much stronger after giving birth?
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