Yinzhen: Become the favorite of the group in the Qing Dynasty where the brothers were reborn

"Ama~"

Honghui, holding the flower, ran towards Yinzhen, "Father~Flower, here~"

Seeing the tender little boy holding flowers and giving them to his father, Yinzhen was so moved that he held Honghui in his arms, put his hand on his son's forehead affectionately, and said softly, "Thank you, Hui'er."

"Hehe~" Honghui smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed and his eyes were not. He happily lay on his father's shoulder and rubbed him dependently, "Father~"

Yinreng chased after him, pinched Honghui's cheek in an angry and amused manner, and said to Yinzhen: "This kid of yours was hiding, and suddenly he plucked a flower and said he wanted to give it to his father, and then he ran over and ignored me completely."

Honghui didn't cry or make a fuss when being pinched. Instead, he smiled sweetly at Yinreng. His adorable little look immediately touched Yinreng's heart.

He immediately stretched out his hand to Yinzhen, "Come, come, fourth brother, let me hold Honghui."

Yinxiang poked his head out from behind, quickly pressed down Yinreng's hand, and said, "Second brother, you have been playing with Honghui for most of the day, let me hold the child first!"

He now stays in the palace most of the time, and goes out to visit his fourth brother's house less frequently. He hasn't seen his little nephew for several days.

This is a rare opportunity to come here, so I must play more with Honghui.

Yinxiang looked at Yinreng expectantly, and Yinreng got goosebumps. He could only withdraw his hand, looking helpless.

"Okay, okay, I'll hold you, I'll hold you."

Why has Thirteenth Brother become more annoying after becoming emperor?

Yinzhen watched them quarreling with a smile, loosened his grip on Honghui, and when Yinxiang reached out his hand to him, he gave Honghui to him, while admonishing him: "Be careful, Hui'er has gained a lot of weight recently."

As if he heard his father saying that he had gained weight, Honghui immediately puffed up his cheeks, waved his arms like lotus roots, and tried to refute: "No! Not fat!"

This amused Yinreng and Yinxiang, and also made Yinzhen laugh.

"Yes, yes, of course our Honghui is not fat, fourth brother, don't talk nonsense." Pretending to be dissatisfied, Yinxiang glared at Yinzhen and hugged Honghui over.

The three brothers here were teasing Honghui, and the brothers next to them were also making a lot of noise.

Hongyao always follows Honghui. When he sees Honghui picking a flower to give to his father, he follows suit and also picks a flower.

But he was not strong enough, and after trying several times, he failed to pull out a single flower.

The little fat ball squatted there angrily, which made Yinzhi feel very sorry.

Just as he was about to go forward to help Hongyao pick one, he saw Hongyao groping on the ground with his head down for a while, clenching his little hands into fists, and then running towards Yinsi on his short legs.

Yinzhi did not catch up directly, but fell behind a few steps, stared carefully at the place where Hongyao had just squatted, and suddenly laughed out loud.

There was a small palm-sized mark on the ground. Hongyao had scooped up a handful of soil.

Yinzhi was delighted at once, and he hurried to catch up, just in time to see Yinsi opening Hongyao's hand with an expectant look on his face.

When Yinsi saw Honghui giving flowers to his fourth brother, he was particularly looking forward to what his own baby Yaoer would give him. When he saw Hongyao running towards him, he immediately smiled.

But this smile froze after seeing the mud on Hongyao's hand.

Yinsi fell into deep thought, wondering if he was dazzled or saw it wrong.

Otherwise, why would he see Hongyao holding a pile of soil and wanting to give it to him?

The father was bewildered, but the uncles just laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, Hongyao you are so funny hahaha..." Regardless of his own starling's stiff smile, Yinzhen couldn't stop laughing.

He really never expected that Hongyao would have a handful of dirt, which was so different from Honghui's flowers.

Hongyao looked stupidly at Yinlang who was laughing so hard that his jaw couldn't close, and he didn't understand why his uncle was laughing like that.

He clenched his small fist and continued to hold it towards his father. His tender little voice rang out: "Father, here!"

Yinsi remained silent, looked at the soil again with an indescribable look, and wanted to say that he didn't want it.

But looking at his baby son's bright eyes, he couldn't say it.

With a helpless sigh, Yinsi stretched out his hand, placed it under Hongyao's fist, and said softly: "Yao'er, let go, father will take it."

As a father, he had no choice but to accept the affection of his beloved son.

Hongyao earnestly poured all the dirt in his hand into Yinsi's hand, and imitated the action of his father and mother patting the dust off him. He clapped his hands in an imitative manner, trying to give all the dirt to his father.

The scene was so funny that it attracted the attention of Yinzhen and the others.

"This little Hongyao is quite interesting~" Yinreng put one hand on Yinzhen's shoulder and spoke with a smile.

He also likes this little nephew very much. His adorable appearance is nothing like Lao Ba when he was a child.

"By the way, Thirteenth Brother, when are you going to get married and have children?"

My mind was spinning for a while. Yinreng was saying that Hongyao was cute one moment, and the next moment he started urging Yinxiang to get married.

Invisibly, he actually fulfilled the wishes of the two Empress Dowagers.

Holding Honghui's hand tighter, Yinxiang thought seriously for a moment, met his fourth brother's eyes, and said, "Next year, after my eighteenth birthday."

Although seventeen years old is not young, he has been wandering in the later generations for too many years and has become accustomed to the rules of the later generations.

It won’t be too late to marry Zhaojia back to the palace when she turns 18.

Yinreng didn't pay much attention to this matter. He just suddenly remembered it and asked. Now, after hearing Yinxiang's thoughts, he nodded and said, "It's not too late. Compared with your fourth brother, it's still early."

After all, even the eldest brother, that rough man, got married at the age of nineteen, so the thirteenth brother is planning to get married at the age of eighteen, which is already considered early.

"But then again, this old Fourteenth went to sea with Khan Ama, and he said he wouldn't be back for five, six, seven or eight years. Would he bring back a foreign brother or sister for us by then?"

Yinzhi suddenly came over and spoke with a malicious look on his face.

He was really thinking about this possibility seriously, even though his intentions were not so good.

These words shocked Yinzhen and his friends, and also made the pupils of the three members of the Eighth Prince's party tremble.

"No, it shouldn't be that serious!"

Yinzhen stopped laughing at his brother and quickly moved over to him, speaking with difficulty: "Fourteenth brother shouldn't be attracted to foreigners, right?"

"Who can say for sure? What if he falls in love with her?"

Yinreng thought that this was quite possible. After all, the fourteenth prince was a man of strong character and had been wandering outside for so many years. Maybe he really fell in love with a foreign girl.

"In that case, I'm suddenly worried about my Sixth and Seventh Sisters."