Chapter 99: Doubtful Honghui

Honghui felt that his father and mother had been acting a little strange recently.

Specifically, his mother suddenly regarded him as Liuliu, and would touch his forehead with hers every morning. The little girl would stick out her tongue and say "shame on you" to him. This was not acceptable because he had to maintain his dignity as the eldest brother.

So when Yihuan stretched her forehead closer again, Honghui chose to dodge tactically.

"Come here, why are you hiding? The temperature has been changing recently. Mother sees that you are studying hard, so don't get overheated without knowing it." Yihuan's inner alarm bells have been ringing in the past one or two months.

Although many things in the more than ten years since she traveled through time were very different from the history she remembered, sometimes she would wonder if there was something wrong with her memory or if history had been derailed by the fluttering of a little butterfly like her.

No matter what, life goes on, just like a winding river that eventually converges into the sea.

Yihuan was worried that Honghui would turn into a piece of cold text and his bright future would end this year, so she was particularly concerned about his health.

Honghui felt warm inside because of his mother's care. His mother still treated him like a child, just like Liuliu. However, he felt a little ashamed: "Mother, my son is grown up now and can take care of himself."

"Mother doesn't believe it." Yihuan said firmly, "Did you kick the quilt last night? There was a time when you were a child and you didn't sleep well. It was mother who personally watched you and corrected you."

“Mother!” Honghui hid further away and lifted Liuliu up. “Mother, look at my sister. She needs this more.”

"Hey, don't run. You should wear more clothes when going to the toilet at night." Yihuan's voice was like a flood or a beast, driving Honghui out of the main courtyard.

Yuxiao's wedding date was set for August. Apart from taking time to embroider her dowry every day, she also served Yihuan. It was the first time she saw the concubine so worried and anxious since the eldest prince fell off the horse last time.

"Fujin, don't worry. You and the prince are keeping an eye on the eldest prince at home, and the empress is looking after him in the palace. The eldest prince himself is very alert, so nothing will happen to him." Yuxiao comforted Yihuan.

Yihuan took a sip of tea and was silent for a while: "I know, I just feel nervous."

Now she feels like there is a sword of Damocles hanging over her head. What Yihua wants to do most is to melt the legendary broken sword.

At night, when Honghui was eating, he found a medicinal meal in front of him. He looked at Yihua with a question mark on his face: "Mother, what is this for?"

"Oh, it's good for your health, it's not harmful. It was sent by your mother Guo Luo, so drink it quickly and don't let her down." Yihuan gave Honghui a reason he couldn't refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and finish it.

Liuliu was a little unhappy when she saw that her brother was eating alone while she had nothing.

While no one was paying attention, she quietly stretched out her small spoon, slowly scooped a spoonful, took a small sip and spit it out. She looked at Honghui in disbelief, thinking that her brother was so pitiful that he had to eat such bitter things.

"Liuliu, don't waste food." Yihuan of course noticed the little girl's actions. Seeing that she wanted to throw away the porridge, she quickly taught her a lesson.

Honghui couldn't bear to see his sister's distorted face, so he quickly opened his mouth and swallowed it down whole. He then coaxed Liuliu to eat two bites of the sweets in a soft voice. The brother and sister were smiling and looked very harmonious.

Yinzhen thought about it and didn't hear that anyone from Ulanara's family had come recently. What was the purpose of Fu Jin's visit? He casually scooped a bowl of medicine from the medicinal food, and Yihuan subconsciously patted the back of his hand.

With a "click" sound, the room became completely quiet, and even Liu Liu didn't dare to move.

Yihuan then realized that she had switched back to the way the couple in her previous life were getting along under her high concentration.

She quickly put the soup in a clean bowl for Yinzhen, blew on it gently and placed it in front of him: "Why do you have to do it yourself? Come and try it. I watched me cook it all afternoon."

Yinzhen stared at Yihuan for a few seconds, until she looked away guiltily. He ignored the pain in the back of his hand, took a sip, and said "hmm". Only then did the servants in the room breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately their master didn't care.

Dinner passed in a strange atmosphere. Honghui put down his chopsticks and immediately ran away, saying that he had not finished his homework. "Don't stay up late at night. It doesn't matter if you can't finish it." Yihuan followed him worriedly.

Honghui quickened his pace again, and in just two steps Yihuan could no longer see his back, which seemed like he was fleeing in a panic.

"This kid, when did he bring his homework home to do it? He's trying to avoid me." Yihuan said with satisfaction as she looked at the medicinal meal that she had finished drinking.

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When he arrived at the inner room, Honghui was stunned again.

"Where's my bed?"

The maid who served him suppressed her laughter and said, "My dear brother, Fu Jin said today that all the furniture in your room is moldy, so we have to replace them all."

Honghui suddenly stopped smiling. He was familiar with this way of handling things. Could it be that his mother was so nervous...

Just as he was daydreaming, Yinzhen walked in with Doctor Qin.

"Honghui, Imperial Doctor Qin is here today to check Father's pulse, so it's a good opportunity for him to check you too." Yinzhen sat in the main seat, and it looked like he wouldn't leave until the pulse check was finished.

Doctor Qin remained calm and did not say a word that he had just changed his clothes and would be able to meet Duke Zhou soon.

The Fourth Prince didn't know what he was so anxious about. Prince Honghui looked very healthy, at least much better than him who was sleep-deprived.

After taking the pulse, Doctor Qin pondered for a while and said, "To reply to Lord Beile, Prince Honghui's pulse is strong. As long as he maintains a good daily routine, he will live a long life."

"Okay, Su Peisheng, reward."

Doctor Qin walked out of the inner room and took a look in the moonlight.

Wow, one thousand taels. He suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously thought that the Fourth Prince would order him to diagnose his pulse at this hour tomorrow. No, it’s not impossible.

He had to keep one between his hair and his purse, and if he had to choose, he chose the purse.

Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Honghui couldn't help but ask, "Father, you and mother have been acting so abnormally recently that even the imperial physician has come out today. Can you tell your son the truth? Does he have a disease that will kill him?"

"Nonsense." Yinzhen retorted, "It's just a routine check of the pulse, don't think too much about it."

"Be smart in the palace. Okay, go to sleep." After confirming that Honghui was in good health today, Yinzhen returned to the backyard contentedly.

Yihuan was making an undershirt, and judging by the size, it looked like Honghui's. Yinzhen came over and shook his arms, "Fujin, this undershirt is about to fade. I don't know when I can get you a second one."

Yihuan was amused. This piece of clothing was only a few months old, how could it be damaged? "Children grow fast, and they can't wear clothes in a few months. I have time to make more."

"Today you..." Yinzhen chose his words carefully, wanting to ask what was wrong with Yihuan.

Yihuan put down the half-finished undergarment and said, "Yinzhen, do you trust a mother's intuition?"

"I feel my eyelids twitching and my heart is beating fast when I see Honghui recently. I can only start with small things like food, clothing, housing and transportation to make myself feel at ease." Yihua pleaded with him sincerely, "I am far away from the palace, can you please take care of him more recently?"

Yinzhen sighed, perhaps this was the special bond between mother and son. He nodded and hugged Yihuan to draw strength from each other.