Chapter 231 Birthday
"Will you stay with me forever?" Yinzhen asked again.

Yihuan smiled and said, "Of course."

"You will return home in three days. I want to keep the eldest princess in the palace for a while." Yinzhen was satisfied with Yihuan's positive response and turned his attention to the eldest princess.

"I'm afraid that won't work. The newlyweds are in love and affection, and we can't break them up." Yihuan shook her head. "Besides, if the eldest princess is very satisfied, Your Majesty, be careful that she will resent you if you do this."

"The boy is still the best." Yinzhen said with emotion.

"The eldest princess has found a good home, and the next person to be busy is Honghui."

"That child is thoughtful. I want to find someone who is simple and happy. The most important thing is that the child likes him."

Yinzhen's eyes flashed with interest: "That kid came to you for help? Whose family is she from?"

"No, the emperor doesn't know Honghui yet. He is very shy. Every time we talk to him about this, he always tells us to make the decision. But I have seen with a cold eye that he has treated a girl a little differently over the years, and I don't want him to miss it." Yihuan approached Yinzhen and said a name.

Yinzhen understood, and suddenly he thought of something: "Tangtang, is there anyone in Honghui's room?"

Yihuan was stunned for a long while before she realized what someone in the room meant. She shook her head subconsciously: "No, he was too young before, and I was afraid that he would change his temperament. Later... I forgot."

Or maybe Yihuan deliberately ignored this matter. The first woman of a prince always has some special significance. Song can still recite scriptures peacefully in the Buddhist temple in the palace, while Nianhulu didn't even get a posthumous title.

Such a woman cannot be Honghui's future wife. Yihuan always feels sorry for the girl.

"That won't do, Tangtang. You can't wait until Honghui's wedding night without knowing anything. That would be a joke." Yinzhen took a sip of wine, "Tomorrow I will give him a few beautiful ones."

"How many?" Yihuan couldn't help but raise her voice.

"It is necessary to let Honghui broaden his horizons so that he will not be seduced by beauty in the future." Yinzhen said seriously.

"Is that so?" Yihuan was a little unsure. She always believed in Yinzhen's words, but she always felt something was wrong.

"Think about it, the Ninth and Tenth Princes, who are frequent visitors to romantic places, would never risk their lives for a woman, right? Look at the Eighth Prince, who was led directly into the abyss by that woman, Guo Luoluo. As for our Honghui, I would rather he be the Ninth or Tenth Prince than the Eighth Prince." Yinzhen continued to deceive.

Yihuan nodded first, then shook her head. What did the Eighth Master's character and methods have to do with Guo Luoluo? It was obvious that Yinzhen had a lot of opinions about Guo Luoluo.

"There is some truth to that." Yihuan persuaded herself to accept Yinzhen's idea. Perhaps this is the wisdom of the ancients.

Seeing how gullible Yihuan was, Yinzhen couldn't help laughing. His laughter was so loud that the people standing guard around him looked up to see what the emperor was laughing at.

Yihuan knew at this point that she was being fooled, so she quickly tried her luck.

If it weren’t for the Emperor, I really wouldn’t serve you, Yihuan muttered to herself.

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Time passed quickly, and before finding a wife for Honghui, his birthday arrived.

Honghui is now the eldest son who is highly valued by the emperor. It is impossible to celebrate his birthday secretly.

Grand banquets were held in both the imperial court and the harem, which were second only to the birthday banquets for the emperor and the empress, and everyone who could attend was present from the court and the country.

All kinds of gifts filled Honghui's house. Little Wolf buried himself in the gifts, opening them one by one and sorting them out.

"This is what the Emperor likes, this is for my mother. Hey, this sword looks beautiful, but it hasn't been sharpened yet, it's flashy but not practical. It belongs to Xiaolang." He muttered to himself and inserted the dagger into his belt.

Honghui and Hongyun watched nearby, smiling but saying nothing. Hongyun took out a seal carved from topaz and said, "I am not talented, but I carved this seal myself. My craftsmanship is crude, so please take it and play with it."

"It's a good piece of jade, completely natural without any traces of carving. I like it very much." Honghui was not lying. He looked at it for a while and put it in his pocket.

"See if there is anything you like and take it yourself. Look, Little Wolf has almost used up all the daggers." Honghui raised his head and gestured.

Hongyun smiled and said, "In my opinion, none of these are as good as the one hanging on the wall of the Yangxin Palace. It's just for children to play with."

"Third brother! Hongyan is not a child anymore!" The little wolf was trying to act like an adult in everything, and ran out with weapons all over his body.

"What kind of look is this? Don't you dislike Chen?" Honghui said with a smile, "I'll give it back to you. Take it off quickly. It's embarrassing to let others see it."

The three brothers met many classmates on the way to the palace banquet. Most of them gave them small gadgets that were not necessarily expensive but definitely very novel. Among them was a kaleidoscope that Honghui gave directly to Liuliu.

Hongqing came over and said, "Honghui, come here and see what good things I brought you."

After saying that, Hong Qing took out an oil-paper bag from his arms: "This is the braised pork trotter from Zui Xiang Ju. Their new chef is especially good at making pork trotters. I ordered this a month in advance. It's still hot. Let's eat it quickly."

Honghui: ...

It's hard to judge. Honghui looked at Hongqing, who hadn't changed much since he was a child, and laughed. He stretched out his hand to break the pig's trotter apart and said, "Come on, let's each have half. Do it quietly, don't let the little wolf see, otherwise neither of us will be able to eat a single bite."

The two hid behind a pillar and secretly shared a piece of pig's trotter. It seemed as if the times of playing and fighting in their youth had returned to them again.

Seeing that Honghui had really finished eating the pig's trotter, Hongqing smiled and patted Honghui on the shoulder: "Good brother!"

"I got this from my father's room. I thought you would like it."

"Map of mountains and rivers?" Honghui was a little surprised.

"You don't think I really gave you a pig's trotter as a birthday gift, do you?" Honghui raised his eyebrows with some pride, "They say that Brother Honghui is very smart and almost a demon. Now it seems that he is not that hard to deceive."

Honghui couldn't help but bend down, mainly because your silly character could really do such a thing.

"Does Uncle Wang know?"

"Hey, he's not going home anyway, let's talk about it when he remembers."

"That's right, let's go back, it's almost time for the feast."

The two wiped their mouths and returned to their seats. Little Wolf came over and suddenly sniffed: "Brother, did you eat meat just now?"

"Of course not. Hurry up and get it ready, in case the Emperor Father and Empress are coming soon." Honghui sat upright, ignoring Xiaolang's dog nose.

The little wolf quickly reached into Honghui's arms and said, "You said you didn't have anything, but look what this is. This is the oil paper used to wrap meat."

You know quite a lot, kid.

"Hurry up and take a seat. I'll take you to eat whatever you want after the banquet."

After receiving such assurance, the little wolf returned to his position contentedly.

People watching next to them couldn't help but sigh, saying that they are indeed brothers from the same mother and have a very good relationship.