The Virtuous Concubine

The Fourteenth Prince was sucking his fingers in the cradle, eating them with great relish.

The Fourth Prince, who had originally had a gloomy face, couldn't help but laugh when he saw his younger brother's silly look.

It turns out that Fourteen was this stupid when he was little! He suddenly felt itchy and couldn't help but stretch out a finger to tease his brother, but he didn't know that it might really be that the two of them were incompatible.

The Fourteenth Prince seemed to be feeling unwell. He waved his hand and hit the Fourth Prince's hand, then burst into tears.

It was just a dry howl, without any tears. This made the Thirteenth Prince next to him start crying too.

The Fourth Prince was suddenly at a loss as to what to do. He didn't expect that just a slight teasing would cause such a big commotion.

The wet nurses nearby quickly came over to coax the two little princes. The fourth prince stood aside awkwardly, watching the chaotic scene, feeling extremely regretful.

He knew it! Fourteen was definitely born to defeat him. Sure enough, the noise was too loud. Malu and Jingyi rushed over after hearing the noise.

The prince also came over behind Malu and said he wanted to see this new brother.

Everyone present saluted the prince, who simply nodded indifferently and stood aside.

The Fourth Prince was extremely embarrassed. He stood beside the cradle with a dark face and no words, his lips almost pressed into a straight line. Fortunately, Yinzuo was there to help his brother out of the predicament, saying that the Fourteenth Prince suddenly started crying and the two brothers didn't know what to do.

Malu didn't take it seriously and smiled: "Children are like this. You and your fourth brother also cried when you were little. We are used to it."

Jingyi was rocking the Thirteenth Prince beside him, and she laughed when she heard this: "Yes, at that time, the Queen even said that she would just leave the Yonghe Palace to you, and she would go to the Imperial Garden to sleep in peace and quiet."

Everyone couldn't help laughing after hearing Jingyi's words. The Fourth Prince's expression also eased a little. He looked at the Fourteenth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince in the cradle and felt much better.

Malu was very satisfied watching the children gathered together happily. However, she quietly raised her eyes to look at the prince standing in the distance.

As Malu expected, the prince was shrinking in the corner at this moment, like a poor wretch who was spying on other people's happy lives. He felt extremely aggrieved and envious.

The Fourth Prince, the Seventh Prince, the Fourteenth Prince, and Wen Xian... They have a mother, brothers and sisters, and even Concubine De and Concubine Zhang Jia, who live in the same palace, get along so happily.

Thinking about his old father who had a strong desire for control and was gradually beginning to be wary of him, the prince felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

He silently looked at the people laughing and talking not far away, his eyes revealing deep desire.

Malu seemed unaware and just asked Dachun to take out his drawings, saying that he would continue to draw them today as a souvenir.

As she spoke, Malu asked Bai Fu to fetch the album of paintings of the Fourth Prince and the twins, causing the Fourth Prince to quickly beg for mercy: "Mother, mother! Don't take it out, please."

Malu drew the line draft very quickly. She used a charcoal pencil to quickly outline the people present. Yinzuo had sharp eyes and Jingyi was careful. They both discovered almost at the same time that there was an extra person in the front position.

Yinzuo was always a bold person who said whatever he wanted to say. He shouted, "Who is this?"

Malu smiled and waved for the prince to stand beside her. She personally took his hand and held the brush, then used bright yellow paint to casually outline the figure in the painting: "It's your second brother, the prince."

The prince obviously did not expect that Malu would paint himself in this commemorative painting. He just stared at himself in the painting in a daze.

He never thought that he would be integrated into the painting in this way, together with everyone.

Malu let go of his hand, picked up another pen, and started drawing quickly.

The prince took a while to calm down, looked at Malu gratefully, and said, "Thank you."

Malu smiled and shook his head: "Your Highness, you are too polite." Then he continued to paint.

As time was tight today and she was just drawing on impulse, she only gave a rough outline and it was not very complete, with many details left out.

But they couldn't just let everyone stand here forever, so Malu put up a frame and let everyone disperse.

When the prince left, he was still thinking about this painting, and planned to find a reason to get it and hang it in Yuqing Palace.

The Fourth Prince went back to the Prince Residence with the Seventh Prince. When Yinzhen and his party arrived at the Prince Residence, they were about to separate when he suddenly said, "The relationship between Mother and the Crown Prince is getting better and better."

Yinzuo certainly knew that his fourth brother was always jealous or wary of some people for no apparent reason.

He pushed the Fourth Prince into the study and sat down. He casually picked a flower from the flowerpot and teased the snowball that followed him closely at his feet. He smiled and said, "Mother treats the prince as her fifth son."

This sentence is a response to the fourth brother, and also a reminder to him not to hurt his mother's heart because of his own plans.

Yinzhen looked at Yinzuo with an inexplicable expression and said, "The Emperor's father is actually..."

Yinzuo said softly: "The Emperor is happy to see it happen. Whether the Crown Prince can take care of us, or one of us can take good care of the Crown Prince for him."

Yinzhen nodded slightly, feeling pleased with Yinzuo's maturity and stability. He knew that although his brother seemed naughty on weekdays, he could keep a clear head at critical moments.

In that case, I will follow my mother and take good care of this second brother, the crown prince.

When Wen Xian found out about this, he wanted to add himself to the painting: "Mother, how could you leave me out!"

As a result, Malu lazily pointed to the easel not far away and said, "You can add more by yourself, and help me finish this painting."

Wen Xian leaned over and couldn't help laughing: "Mother, you are such a jerk. Hurry up and paint. If you don't paint, I will complain to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and ask him to watch you paint."

Malu was just in a momentary mood at that time, and now that the excitement has passed, he is naturally reluctant to start painting. Looking at the painting again after all these days, it still looks the same as it did that day.

Ma Lu was sipping Longjing tea. When he heard Wen Xian say this, he couldn't help but hit the little girl: "You little girl, you run away every day and you're nowhere to be seen. As soon as you come to Yonghe Palace, you order your mother to do things."

Wen Xian stuck out his tongue mischievously and said, "Mother, this painting will be very interesting once it is finished. Please finish it quickly."

Malu shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll start drawing after I finish this cup of tea." Wen Xian then smiled with satisfaction and sat aside waiting obediently.

Malu finished her tea and picked up her paintbrush, but she hesitated. She looked at the unfinished painting, put down her brush and lay back down.

Wen Xian couldn't do anything about his mother.

Lately, I have been receiving some inexplicable errands from my father and have to participate in some inexplicable sacrificial activities. My homework has also increased, and my tutor has been replaced.

But I finally took a break and came to see my mother, but she was still lazy. Is she... sick?