Chapter 64 Honghui's Thoughts
After Yihuan woke up, she found that the room had changed a lot. Except for the soft couch where she rested, even the bed in the room had been replaced.
"What happened?" Yihuan was a little puzzled. Was there a thief in the house?
Ulanara helped Yihua lie down on the newly moved bed and signaled the servants to change the couch: "I heard from experienced people that when a woman is pregnant, her nose, ears, eyes, skin, etc. will become very sensitive. Mother thought that there might be something very ordinary in this room, but you can't smell or see it now, so I went back to Prince Beile and asked the storehouse to replace it for you."
"The prince specially selected items without peculiar smell. Jiu Ye also provided a lot of bad ones in the warehouse. You can live here first. If you feel uncomfortable, we can change them." Ulanara said with a smile, "If not, you can move your boudoir here."
"Mother, you're just joking." Yihuan was amused. If he really did that, the Fourth Prince would become a laughing stock in the capital.
It was not known whether it was due to psychological reasons or something else, but Yihuan's health was getting better day by day. Yinzhen breathed a sigh of relief and became much kinder to Lady Ulanara.
"You are the one who found the solution. Fu Jin looks presentable now." Yinzhen thanked Lady Ulanara solemnly.
Madam Ulanara hesitated and said, "My Lord, I shouldn't be the one to say what's next, but I really feel that something is a little strange. Please take a closer look at the furniture in Fu Jin's original room, my Lord. Maybe you will find something."
Yinzhen nodded. He had already thought of this and had already made arrangements. Seeing that he knew what was going on, Lady Ulanara said no more.
Although she felt sorry for her daughter, she could not interfere in the affairs of the prince's backyard.
Honghui has been getting closer and closer to Yihuan recently. In the morning, he dressed neatly, carrying the small schoolbag that Yihuan had sewn by hand, and tugged at the corner of Yihuan's clothes: "Mother, how are you feeling today?"
"Much better, Honghui, don't worry." Yihuan patted Honghui's little shoulder. The little man in royal blue looked very noble.
Honghui sighed and touched Yihua's belly: "Be good, little brother, or I won't like you anymore."
"Hey, look, he moved. He understood what you said. You said you don't like him anymore." Yihuan and Honghui stared at the little fist bulging out of the belly.
Honghui was a little flustered, and hurriedly coaxed: "Brother, I was just joking, don't take it seriously, I like you the most."
"Huh? Isn't mother the one Honghui loves the most?" Yihuan pretended to be sad.
Honghui became even more flustered, and he quickly explained: "Honghui loves mother the most."
Yinzhen waited outside for a long time but no one came out. When he came in, he heard Honghui's words and raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that Honghui likes mother the most. What about father?"
Honghui rolled his eyes slightly, and looked at Yinzhen calmly: "Father, let's go."
After saying that, the little figure walked in front. Yinzhen grabbed him by the scruff of the neck in anger. The two looked at each other for a while without saying anything. Yinzhen held Honghui and got on the carriage. The wheels drove towards the palace at a constant speed.
"Father, is there any problem with the furniture in mother's room?" Honghui suddenly asked. It was not easy for him to endure until now at such a young age.
Yinzhen thought for a moment and said, "It is an imported product, a Western perfume. The imperial physician carefully identified it and found that it contains a lot of musk. Women who smell it too much are very likely to have miscarriages. Fortunately, it was discovered in time and your mother is in good health and has withstood it."
"Miscarriage, like that of the Crown Princess?" Honghui asked, with a hint of fear on his face.
"Yes, Honghui, don't be afraid, Ama will protect you." Yinzhen held Honghui's hand, giving him continuous strength and warmth.
"Who did that?" Honghui continued to ask.
"Can you give Father a little more time?" Yinzhen said seriously. He currently had a general direction, but the person this direction ultimately pointed to was unbelievable.
"I'll go ask Huang Mafa to help investigate." Honghui also wanted to help.
Yinzhen stopped him immediately: "Honghui, remember, your Queen is the emperor, you cannot ask for anything from the emperor, do you understand?" Honghui didn't quite understand. He felt that the Queen loved him sincerely, and he was so powerful that he would definitely be able to find out the truth.
"Remember Honghui, father will tell you again, when facing the emperor, you must ask for nothing, you should accept whatever he gives you, and you must never ask for anything he doesn't give you." Yinzhen pinched Honghui's shoulders and asked him to repeat it.
"Have you remembered it?" Yinzhen asked again, worried.
"I've got it." Honghui was a little unwilling, but he was a kid who knew the importance of things, so he said he understood.
He thought about it in his mind all the way, if he couldn't ask for it himself, then that would be easy, wouldn't it be okay to let him give it to him voluntarily? Honghui's eyes rolled and he had an idea.
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Yangxindian
Today, Honghui was reading a memorial when he suddenly became distracted. This happened several times and Kangxi felt a little unhappy.
"Honghui, how can you not concentrate on studying? Is this what the Emperor taught you?"
Honghui knelt on the ground with a face full of shame: "Your Majesty, it's all Honghui's fault. It's just that Honghui is really worried about my mother."
"What's wrong with your mother?" Kangxi was quite satisfied with the Fourth Lady. After all, she had taught such a grandson who was so close to his heart. Moreover, he had never heard of the rumors in the Fourth Prince's mansion, so he thought that she was good at managing the household.
"My mother is pregnant with a little brother, and her belly is this big now." Honghui gestured and made Kangxi laugh.
"and then?"
Honghui frowned and said, "Mother vomited so much, Honghui was so worried."
"Later, Ama had all the furnishings in my mother's room replaced, even the bed. Honghui didn't understand at first, but my mother gradually got better and didn't vomit this morning." Honghui looked very distressed. "Honghui didn't understand even more. Why did Ama do this? Why did changing the furniture have such a big effect?"
"Huang Mafa, you had a cough the day before yesterday. Why don't you try this method? It's effective." Honghui's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had come up with a good idea.
Liang Jiugong quickly smiled and said, "Hey, Brother Honghui, you can't say that. Every plant and tree in the palace is regulated and can't be easily moved."
"Well then." Honghui nodded with some regret after hearing this, "Madam, it's my grandson's fault. I should go back to ask my father about these doubts tonight. I shouldn't delay today's homework because of doubts in my heart."
"What did your father say?" Kangxi asked, his heart moved.
Honghui cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Honghui, this is not something you should know, go and accompany your mother."
"Your Majesty, you see, my father is very stubborn." Honghui regained his emphasis, and the tone and voice of his previous sentence was very similar to Yinzhen.
Kangxi was amused, and he gently patted Honghui's buttocks: "I think you are itching, be careful or I will tell your father and spank you."
After seeing Honghui off, Kangxi continued reading and suddenly asked, "How many months has the fourth son's wife been married?"
"Your Majesty, it's been six months." Liang Jiugong knew all of this and spoke fluently.
Kangxi has seen many pregnant women at his age, but it is rare for a six-month-old to vomit so abnormally, and the way the fourth child handled it is also quite intriguing.
"Let the imperial physician take a good look at her tomorrow."
Liang Jiugong looked up when he heard this, then immediately lowered his head in response.