Chapter 122 The Evil Child

No one expected that in a kidnapping case, the kidnapped person was fine, but those who went to rescue him felt like they had lost half their life.

Yihuan only had time to hand Liuliu over to the care of the eldest princess, and she hurried to the Prince of Zhi's mansion.

The imperial physician had already treated Honghui's injuries. Fortunately, the knife was a penetrating wound, so apart from some blood which looked scary, it was nothing serious.

Hongyu's condition is not very good. His high fever continues to persist and he is already talking nonsense.

Now the two brothers are in the same room, which makes it convenient for the imperial physician to diagnose and observe them.

Yihuan was relieved to know that Honghui was fine. She thanked the princess who took care of them and said, "Thanks to my brother and sister-in-law for being alert. If Honghui had been allowed to continue, who knows how serious the situation would have become."

The princess smiled sincerely, "Stop talking like that. I have to thank your Honghui. If it weren't for him, I don't know how long Hongyu would have stayed in that cold cellar."

"Hongyu is our master's only child. It's my fault that I haven't been able to give birth to a prince for the prince in all these years since I got married."

The Princess mentioned her sad story. Yihuan didn't know how to respond, so she just smiled quietly.

"The imperial physician said that Honghui cannot be moved. In that case, he should stay at home to recover first. When he wakes up, we will go home. Do you think that's a good idea, Fourth Sister-in-law?"

"Sister-in-law is very considerate. I will come to see Honghui tomorrow." This is the Prince of Zhi's mansion, and she, as the younger sister-in-law, cannot stay overnight. Otherwise, she would never leave Honghui's side.

When Kangxi heard that Hongyu had been found, but Honghui had been stabbed, he felt relieved again.

After understanding the situation, his tone was a little subtle: "Hero saves the beauty, has Honghui reached this age?"

Yinzhen saw Honghui taking the children back home and didn't mention it.

Fuchafu

"Madam, the eldest lady was sent back by the people from the Fourth Prince's Mansion." A person dressed as a nanny responded hurriedly after receiving the news.

"Fourth Prince?"

"I heard from the guards that the eldest lady met a kidnapper, but she was lucky and met Prince Hongyu and Prince Honghui one after another. The people from the Fourth Prince's Mansion rescued her from the kidnapper and sent her here when they found out that she was our child."

Madam Fucha's face turned cold. "She is a jinx. Everything has gone wrong for me since she was born. The master calculated that she is young and incompetent. When she gets older, the entire Fucha Mansion will not be able to cause trouble for her."

"The person you found is not very capable. He can't even get a lone girl out of the capital, and you still have the nerve to ask for five hundred taels!"

"It's all because of my poor performance. But now that I have the protection of the Fourth Prince, I'm afraid it's difficult to do it again."

"What's the difficulty? If the Fourth Prince takes a fancy to a young girl like her, then that's great. She can go and harm the Fourth Prince. If they are just chance acquaintances, after a long time, who in the Fourth Prince's mansion will remember her. We just have to wait a little longer." Madam Fucha had a look of disgust on her face, as if she was not talking about her own daughter.

After Fu Cha Wanling returned home, she wrapped herself in a quilt. She didn't feel scared at all. The image of the boy blocking the kitchen knife kept replaying in her mind.

That seemed to be Prince Honghui, the emperor's favorite grandson, whose name was well-known.

Fu Cha Wanling rubbed her hot cheeks. That was not someone you could dream of. It was a blessing to have the chance to meet him.

At this time, Yinzhen was also sharing gossip about Honghui with Yihuan.

"The girl who was rescued together with Hongyu is named Fucha Wanling." Yinzhen's tone sounded as if he was looking forward to a good show.

"Fucha?" Yihuan was a little excited when she heard this surname. Isn't this the future Empress Qianlong's true love? But she silently calculated her age and felt that it was wrong. This Fucha Wanling was definitely not Empress Fucha who was younger than Hongli.

"The Fucha family is one of the eight major Manchu surnames and is from the Bordered Yellow Banner. There are countless people who serve as officials. It's a joke that such a family can't accommodate a girl." Yinzhen told Yihuan the information he had found out.

"Fu Cha Wan Ling was born with a fate that said she would bring bad luck to her father, mother and relatives, so she was kept in a small courtyard and only provided with food and drink, and nothing else was done to her."

"I wonder what fortune-teller Mrs. Fucha listened to and decided to sell her own daughter to settle the matter."

Yihuan was surprised to hear this: "There are still parents like this?"

"Not to mention other people, Li and the eldest princess in our house are the same examples. Fortunately, you are keeping them in check, otherwise who knows what kind of jokes would have happened!" Yinzhen grabbed Yihuan's hand and expressed his gratitude.

"Master, what you said is too polite. Honghui will wake up tomorrow. I will go pack up his things." Yihuan was not very interested in the private affairs of the Fucha family. What she cared about most now was Honghui's injury.

In the study of the Eighth Prince's residence, there were several people dressed as servants sitting there.

"Hongyu's move was a bit shabby. He let the Fourth Prince reap the benefits for no reason."

"When we received the notice and rushed over, the chess club had already been surrounded by Prince Honghui and his men. I could only watch from afar."

"In the final analysis, if you want to accept the power of the eldest prince, you still have to let him fight with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and both suffer losses. Although Fu Jin has given a new solution, it seems that it is indeed not feasible now."

Everyone was talking at once, and seeing that the Eighth Lady was not there, they blamed her for the failure.

The Eighth Prince listened for a long time, then gently put down his teacup, and the room instantly became quiet.

"I was too hasty in this matter. I apologize to all of you gentlemen." The Eighth Prince said, "We should take our time."

The guests responded one after another, and another wave of flattery came. The Eighth Prince had already gotten used to it.

In Yuqing Palace, the Crown Prince drank tea expressionlessly: "This little bastard is really lucky."

I don’t know if he was talking about Hongyu or Honghui.

Tong Guining's hands did not tremble at all as she poured the tea, as if she had not heard the prince's shocking words.

"Ning'er, the tea is full."

Tong Guining paused, immediately put down the cup, and knelt on the ground: "It is my fault, please punish me, Your Highness."

"Ning'er is too timid. As long as our prince comes early, I will not hurt you no matter what you do. Don't be afraid." The prince's tone made Tong Guining very uncomfortable, as if a long snake was circling her and spitting out its core.

Tong Guining said shyly, resisting the discomfort, "I have been using the imperial physician's pregnancy-maintaining medicine. My mother gave birth to five of us siblings, and my sister gave birth to twin sons. I also want to have this blessing."

When the prince heard this, his expression eased a lot: "That's right, our Ning'er is a very lucky person."

"That kid Honghui is a bit weird." The prince touched the princess's belly and began to talk to himself.

"You said, how great it would be if Honghui was my son. Fourth son! Fourth son!" The prince added, not sure whether he was envious or jealous.

Tong Guining buried his head completely in his knees.

(End of this chapter)