The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

As the end of the year approaches, the palace is busy. The affairs of the court are also being finalized, and the seal will be collected soon. Yinzhen has been leaving early and returning late these days.

Although Kangxi is now wary of the princes and does not allow them to take charge of a department alone, it is impossible for him to leave these outstanding sons alone.

Yinzhen still had some duties, but he was the prince's trusted aide, and Kangxi was unwilling to use him, so most of the tasks assigned to him were relatively unimportant.

Changning hid in the house and didn't go out. It often snowed outside, the weather was cold, and it was easy to fall, so she simply focused on taking care of her pregnancy.

At this point, she couldn't help but sigh that her belly was always bulging. She wanted to go outside to play snowball fights in the winter many times, but because she was pregnant, she couldn't enjoy the fun of the snow.

But it is quite satisfying to roast some charcoal fire in the house and eat some roasted sweet potatoes.

She remembered that she had spent the winter on the farm last year. Whenever she thought about it occasionally, she still felt that the days at that time were quite enjoyable.

After hearing what she said, Yinzhen thought the same thing in his heart. He planned to stay at the farm for a while after Yaoxian gave birth to the baby.

After being busy outside all day and drinking a lot of wind, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived at the lighted Qingzhiyuan.

He seldom goes to the front yard now, and when he does rest alone occasionally he just feels that he can't sleep alone.

There are lights, fairies, and children in Qingzhiyuan, which form a sharp contrast with the increasingly turbulent court outside.

Yinzhen became more and more greedy for this kind of warmth.

He walked into the yard, and just as he reached the door, he heard a child giggling from inside.

He recognized it immediately.

This is Hongchen smiling.

His laugh is the only one in the house that sounds like a goose.

Although Hongmin also loves to laugh, he is more reserved and always smiles sweetly, never laughing out loud like him.

As soon as he entered, he felt the heat coming from the room.

It’s warm enough.

This is indeed enough charcoal to burn.

Inside the room, Changning was teasing Hongchen with a cat toy, just like he did with Tuantuan, swinging the cat toy back and forth. Hongchen giggled and pounced here, then stood up and pounced there again, just like a big cat.

The mother and son had a lot of fun playing.

Hongmin quietly moved a little further away from the two of them and played his own Nine Rings.

"What's going on?" Yinzhen stood beside the charcoal basin, warming himself by the fire, trying to drive away the coldness from his body, fearing that Changning and the child would be frozen.

When Changning saw him come in, the smile on her face was still there, and the movement of her hands paused for a moment, allowing Hongchen to pounce on her, pulling the bell on the top and screaming "Ahhhh".

"I'm here to play with the kids. You came back early today. Have you eaten yet? Do you want me to eat with you?"

Yinzhen looked at his youngest son, who was sweating from shouting, with a red face and thick neck, and a smile in his eyes: "Use it later, play with him, and see how he teases Father's Hongchen. Wipe his sweat with a warm handkerchief later."

Changning turned around and saw Hongchen anxiously pulling the bell, trying to attract her attention so that her mother would continue to play with him.

While Changning was doing this, she was chatting with Yinzhen: "This Hongchen is really impatient. Who did he take after him? If he wants something, he won't wait even a moment. He has to get it right away, otherwise he'll cry and make a fuss. He has a really bad temper."

Yinzhen looked at the mother and son playing with curiosity, and couldn't help laughing: "Look at you, you don't act like you're coaxing a child, you act more like you're teasing a cat."

"They are all my children, Tuantuan too, the same."

Yinzhen was surprised to see Hongmin playing the game of nine linked rings without being disturbed at all. "Hongmin is a bit like Hongyan. You guys are so noisy but you can't disturb him. He is a bit like me."

Chang Ning rolled his eyes at him: "I thought you were praising the child, but it turns out you were praising yourself."

"I am the child's father, if you praise him, you are definitely praising me!"

The longer she spent with Yinzhen, the clearer it became that he was just a stuffy man. His seriousness and moodiness were all fake. In fact, he could say sweet words and was quite narcissistic.

Changning stood and played for a while and then felt tired, so he put away the cat toy and sat on a chair to drink fruit tea.

Hongchen was having fun, but when he saw that his mother stopped playing and ignored him, he became extremely anxious and started howling at the top of his lungs.

That sound was simply like a devilish sound.

too frightening.

Changning was really impressed by him. How could he be so energetic at such a young age?

At the same time, I was thankful that it was not Hyundai. If I had taken Hongchen on a high-speed train, I would definitely have been complained about and posted on a certain video platform, which would have probably made me go viral.

Certainly not a popular fire.

Yinzhen also sighed: "Hongchen is really extraordinary! I have never heard of a child crying so loudly."

Changning was speechless. How could this be praised?

Seeing that his father and mother had no intention of paying attention to him, Hongchen became anxious and stopped howling, but a word came out of his mouth.

"Amma!"

???

Changning suspected that she was hallucinating.

Her son can speak now?

Although Hongchen is already over eight months old, it’s no big deal that he can talk, but…

Son, have you forgotten that it was your mother who played with you?

Why are you calling Ama?

Compared to Changning's disbelief and indignation, Yinzhen was obviously much happier. He hurried over to pick up his youngest son and grinned: "Hongchen, call me Ama again."

This boy was quite considerate, and said "Ama!" in a clear and crisp voice.

This is not a vague pronunciation, the pronunciation is very clear, and it can be said that the words are pronounced in a standard and melodious voice.

Yinzhen was so happy that he held Hongchen tightly and refused to let go.

There is no such thing as having grandchildren but not children.

Yinzhen set his sights on Hongmin again, looking at him eagerly: "Hongmin, Hongmin, come, call me Ama, just like your brother, call me Ama."

Hongmin just looked up at him and continued to play by himself. Compared with Yinzhen, he was more attached to Changning and was like a good boy beside his mother.

Seeing that Hongmin ignored him, Yinzhen didn't think it was a big deal. After all, this son has always been introverted. However, he was still very happy that Hongchen called him "Ama" first.

After the twins were born, he actually didn't spend much time with them. He went to the grassland during one trip, and because he was thinking about the prince's affairs, he always stayed in the study. He was not as attentive to them as he was to Feng Sheng'e, Hutuli and Feiyang'a.

But children are the purest, and their reactions are the most real.

Doesn't this mean that in Hongchen's heart, he is his father? He was so touched that he didn't stay away from him because of his neglect!

But...Yinzhen suddenly thought, isn't the Emperor like this?

If I can be happy that they care about my neglected son, I'm sure the emperor will be even more happy.

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