After Wan Anran became pregnant, the entire Chuxiu Palace entered a state of readiness. Haitao, who had been promoted from palace maid to aunt, selected four women from the palace maids she had carefully observed for more than half a year: the gentle and mild-mannered Haitang, the steady and sensible Dinglan, the Lengxia who had some medical knowledge, and the cheerful and lively Nanzhou, as the head palace maids. She and Zhao Mama took turns in charge, and they organized the entire Chuxiu Palace in an orderly manner.
Saying goodbye to the orange blossoms, and parting ways with the perilla leaves.
Hai Tao, who used to be Consort Qi's personal maid but rarely showed her most capable side, has now become mature and steady, and is respectfully called Aunt Hai.
Wan Anran also let her do it.
She rarely takes time to cultivate her mind and character, but she diligently studies books and even practices playing the piano, striving to set a good example for the child in her womb. Look at the results of her prenatal education for the Empress's child—the Fifth Princess Wenxian is now as adorable as a little angel!
chubby cheeks, soft and sweet voice.
Wan Anran gently rubbed Wen Xian's adorable face, wishing she were carrying a daughter: "Wen Xian, do you want a little sister?"
Wen Xian thought for a moment and then shook his head.
Her cheeks flushed, and she twisted her fingers: "Wen Xian wants a younger brother, a younger brother can protect his older sister."
"A younger sister is fine too~"
“I read in the plays that if a bad son-in-law bullies a young lady, her brothers will all come to beat her up,” Wen Xian said firmly.
Wan Anran: …………
She wondered if Wen Xian should change the books he had been reading recently. Not only Wan Anran was speechless, but the helpless Empress was also speechless; the two had only a fleeting glimpse of hope in Yin'e.
Yin'e: "My younger brother and sister are both well."
He had two deep dimples when he smiled, and his smile was exceptionally bright: "Your subject likes them all!"
So cute~
The Empress and Wan Anran were all kissing and cuddling with Yin'e, but there was one question: "Why does Yinqi speak Mongolian?"
Consort Xuan was quite proud: "Yin'e speaks Mongolian very well."
The Empress's brow twitched, and she quickly asked a few questions in Manchu. Seeing that Yin'e, though young, spoke clearly and answered earnestly, she breathed a sigh of relief—it seemed that Consort Xuan wasn't so unreliable after all.
Consort Xuan grew even more proud: "Yin'e is really great! He's also learned Manchu very well!"
Wan Anran's eyelids twitched, and she quickly asked a few questions in Chinese. This time, Yin'e looked completely bewildered. He blinked for a long time before finally speaking, "What is Consort Qi... saying?"
The language used is Mongolian.
Something terrible has happened! Something really terrible has happened!
The Empress and Wan Anran glared angrily at Consort Xuan, their shock barely concealed. Wan Anran cried out in anguish, "Sister Xuan, where is the person who ordered me to study hard back then?"
Consort Xuan: …………
The Empress also looked serious: "It's alright now, but what about when we go to the Imperial Study?"
Consort Xuan was also helpless.
She grumbled pitifully, "Yin'e just had to whine to the Empress Dowager, and I couldn't do anything about it..."
Having the bloodline of Consort Xuan, Borjigit, the Tenth Prince became the darling of the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager after his birth. He lived in Cining Palace for twenty days a month and was raised with the utmost care and privilege. However, the problem lay in the close relationship between the grandparents and grandchildren.
The Empress Dowager knew the Emperor's thoughts all along.
Most princes with Mongol blood were unable to inherit the throne, so the mother doted on the tenth prince, pouring all the maternal love she couldn't show in the past onto Yin'e.
The Empress Dowager regarded Yin'e as her own flesh and blood.
Consort Xuan was a tiger mom when she was educating Yinzhuo, but now she has given up on herself and feels that with her own level of education, she should just let her child grow up happily.
Under the tutelage of these three...
Now, Yin'e is healthy, strong, lively and outgoing. The problem is that he is excellent in Mongolian and not bad in Manchu... but when it comes to Chinese, he is only good at nine out of ten things, and completely clueless about the rest!
The Empress and Wan Anran were in a terrible state.
Wan Anran, unusually proud, raised her chest and looked around at the two of them, actually feeling that her own educational level was the highest!
Look how wonderful Yinzhen is!
Wan Anran, who was beaming with pride, was held down by the Empress and Consort Xuan, and the three of them started playfully fighting.
When Yinzhen came to Kunning Palace to pay his respects after class, he saw his mother and the others looking at him expectantly. He was puzzled, but when he saw Yin'e being carefully handed over to him by his mother and mother, he immediately fell silent.
To let himself teach Yin'e?
Yinzhen's expression was strange, and he felt a headache coming on as he stared at Yin'e. What to say about Yin'e in his previous life? He had already defined him in his previous life: "Decades of instruction from the late Emperor in literature and martial arts, yet he achieved nothing. He accomplished nothing in his life to comfort the late Emperor's heart."
To put it simply, Yin'e was good for nothing and couldn't accomplish anything. His grades in school were abysmal, and he was always half-hearted and rarely focused. It was only because his father, the Khan, could spoil him that he could be expected to succeed Yin'e when he ascended the throne… ha!
So you still want me to guide you?
Yinzhen instinctively wanted to refuse, but the words of refusal circled on the tip of his tongue before he swallowed them back. He was not the same person he was in his previous life, and the Yin'e before him was not the son of Consort Wenxi from his previous life, but rather the son of Consort Xuan…
Perhaps things will be different?
With this thought in mind, and under the expectant gazes of his Empress Dowager, his mother, and Consort Xuan, he succumbed. Yinzhen snorted, "Your subject is very strict. If Yin'e cannot persevere..."
Consort Xuan smiled and said, "Your mother won't blame you."
Anyway, it's a desperate gamble. If Yinzhen can succeed, let's give it a try; if not... well, there's nothing we can do. He's our own son, what else can we do besides nurture him? We can't just throw him out the door, can we?
Since Consort Xuan had said so, Yinzhen had no choice but to take on the responsibility. However, Yin'e, who was overly pampered, also had obvious flaws. He was spoiled and willful. After reading for a while, he would not want to read anymore. If Yinzhen urged him a little more, he would cry and go to find the Grand Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager. After a month, his progress was almost zero.
Even Yinzhen had to admit it.
Although this younger brother has a different birth mother, he seems to have become a combination of Yinqi and Yin'e from their previous life. Spoiled by a group of people, he is clearly heading towards becoming the number one parasite in the Qing Dynasty.
Seeing that Yinzhen's face grew darker day by day, and that Yin'e's little mouth pouted higher and higher, Consort Xuan had no choice but to stop the two's teaching activities and said helplessly, "Never mind, let him be."
If things continued this way, Consort Xuan was afraid that Yinzhen and Yin'e would fall out.
Wan Anran was also helpless. She comforted Consort Xuan: "Maybe he'll be better when he's older. Look at Yinqi, he used to be so naughty, but now he's well-behaved, obedient, and sensible. Everyone loves him!"
Consort Xuan thought about it and agreed.
She clutched her chest and murmured, "If only it were like that."
Aside from a few minor incidents, Wan Anran's pregnancy was exceptionally peaceful. As a concubine, she enjoyed almost the highest level of treatment, spending her days leisurely and comfortably.
Of course, before she gave birth, the birthday banquet for Yinzhen this year was also particularly grand. Not only did the Empress Dowager and the Fourth Prince Yinzhi send congratulatory gifts, but many other people also came to Chuxiu Palace to attend. For example, the First Princess brought the Fourth Princess and Wenxian, and Yinqi brought Yintang and Yin'e, making the entire Chuxiu Palace exceptionally lively.
Yinzhen was very warm towards the eldest princess, the fourth princess, and Wenxian.
He was happy to see Yinqi, but the two brothers, Yintang and Yin'e, were a bit of a thorn in his side, and he almost didn't know what expression to make.
"Yin'e is fine, but Yin'tang..."
"There's no other way. If we didn't bring him, he would have roared so loudly that the entire Yikun Palace would never have peace." Yinqi chuckled awkwardly.
Yinzhen returned to Chuxiu Palace for the first time.
He exclaimed excitedly at the various toys, and the slide in the yard also thrilled him. Yinzhen climbed up and down, pulling Yin'e along for a good time. When they went back to the room to eat longevity noodles, he begged, "Mother Qi, can I bring my eighth brother to play with me next time?"
Are these two children already connected?
Wan Anran was momentarily puzzled, but nodded in agreement without paying much attention. Of course, before Yinzhen could be happy, she also put forward a condition: "You have to get your mother's permission first."
Yin Tang confidently replied, "Okay!"
Yinzhen and the others secretly smiled. Their mother/Qi's mother's due date was not far off, and no matter how bold Consort Xi and Consort Yi were, they would never dare to let Yinsi and Yintang come to Chuxiu Palace at this time. If something happened, they would not be able to bear the responsibility.
Saying it was an agreement was actually a polite way of saying no.
As expected, Yinzhen was given a good scolding by Consort Yi and Consort Ning, and his dream of playing in Chuxiu Palace was shattered.
This was something Yinzhen never expected.
The concubines were unwilling, so Yin Tang dragged Yin Si and Yin E into his life, giving him a magical experience.
Yinzhen's face darkened, and he was at a loss for words.
Seeing this, the eldest prince, Yinzhi, sarcastically remarked, "Fifth brother is quite popular..."
You deserved this treatment in your past life!
Yinzhen: Cracked.jpg
Unaware of her son's ordeal, Wan Anran gave birth smoothly on the eve of the Lunar New Year. While Consort Yi's three births were astonishing, Consort Qi's swift delivery of the twelfth prince using the "egg-incubating technique" left everyone speechless.
Even Yinzhen, who had heard the rumors surrounding his birth, was somewhat at a loss in the face of this scene. He had been distracted in class, and the First Prince had teased him about it several times, but he hadn't expected that when he arrived at Chuxiu Palace after class, his father was already holding his twelfth brother's hand and beckoning to him: "Come here, Yinzhen, this is your twelfth brother!"
For a moment, Yinzhen didn't know whether to be shocked by his mother's speed or by his father's foolish appearance.
Despite his inner grumbling, Yinzhen still happily went over to him. The newborn Yintao had a wrinkled face, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his little mouth opened and closed, making him exceptionally cute.
Yinzhen chuckled foolishly.
Just moments ago, he complained that Kangxi was a foolish father, but if he looked in the mirror, Yinzhen would realize that he himself looked just like that.
Hearing the silly laughter of the father and son outside, Wan Anran shook her head repeatedly inside the house. She instructed Aunt Hai to bring the child in and gently placed him in her arms.
Aunt Hai wore a joyful smile.
She looked at the little twelfth prince with affection: "My lady, what is the twelfth prince's childhood name?"
Yinzhen, standing outside the curtain, felt a twitch in his eyelids.
Wan Anran thought for a moment: "Since Yinzhen is a hairy peach, then Little Twelfth should be called... Flat Peach? Nectarine? White Peach? Yellow Peach? Oriole Peach?"
Anyway, I just can't stand Tao.
Wan Anran's voice stopped abruptly. She stared at the two blushes on the Twelfth Prince's cheeks, and a name inexplicably flashed through her mind.
Just then, Emperor Kangxi was laughing loudly outside.
He was in high spirits, delighted to stab his still-growing youngest son in the heart: "Yingtao? Yingtao! That's a good name. I think the twelfth son should be named Yintao!"
Yingtao, also known as Huitao, is hailed as the first among all fruits and is also used as a ceremonial vessel. Its fruit is as red as a gemstone and resembles a necklace, hence it is called cherry. Therefore, the name Yintao is both childlike and elegant, making it a very good name.
It's better than my own peaches.
Yinzhen couldn't help but shed tears, while Wan Anran was amused at the same time.
Yin Tao? Cherry!
She slumped back on the couch, grinning at Yin Tao who was smacking his lips, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "Since it's cherry blossoms, Yin Tao's nickname will be Little Maruko!"
What does Maruko have to do with cherries?
Unlike the bewildered Kangxi and Yinzhen, Wan Anran would feel a surge of joy whenever she thought of that short-haired little girl.
Kangxi couldn't see what was happening in the room, so he naturally didn't know about Consort Qi's overjoyed reaction. He thought for a moment and said, "It's probably what Tangyuan means?"
Yinzhen nodded.
For a moment, he felt he couldn't look Yin Tao in the eye. He thought Yin Tao's name was quite normal in his previous life, so why did he have the nickname "Cherry" in this life?
You know what, thinking about it this way... it's actually quite cute.
Yinzhen couldn't help but chuckle softly.
The chubby little 12 has no idea what it will be like to grow up, and it was so happy waving its little hands.
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