Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

The next morning, Chunxi opened her hazy eyes and felt a sense of familiarity with the person waiting before her. She called out softly, "Mother~"

Qingyao asked gently, "Are you awake? How do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Chunxi: "I feel weak, as if some of my strength has not yet recovered."

Qingyao: "Just take a good rest today. You caught a cold and need to get enough rest."

Chunxi: "Okay, Chunxi will be obedient, mother." She replied obediently.

Main Hall of Kunning Palace

Qingyao said with concern, "Chenghu is still young, my husband needs to explain everything to him carefully." Kangxi nodded in agreement and returned to the inner hall with her. Qingyao gently reminded him, "My husband, please have some mung bean soup. It's so hot, you'll easily get angry." Kangxi smiled and replied, "Then I'll trouble you to bring me mung bean soup every day." Qingyao responded considerately, "My husband, please drink it first. I'll go and ask the kitchen to prepare some light and refreshing side dishes. It's so hot." Kangxi readily agreed. After drinking the mung bean soup, Qingyao turned and left in her flower-pot shoes.

In the other side of the room, the little fat boy was lying on the bed, very lively and cute. Qingyao walked in and teased the little fat boy, who kept making "ah ah" sounds. Qingyao raised her hand and gently pushed the little fat boy down on the bed, and the little fat boy giggled.

Three days later, in Changchun Garden, Kangxi announced everyone's living arrangements. Chenghu asked happily, "Father, can Baoqing live with me?" Kangxi smiled and agreed, "Of course." Chenghu asked again, "Father, is the West Garden big?" Kangxi said, "Not too small. In addition to the Taoyuan Library, there's also the Chenglu Pavilion." Chenghu nodded with satisfaction, "Is that so?"

Qingyao instructed: "Chenghu must not go too close to the lotus pond. Let He Zhu follow you." Chenghu agreed obediently: "Yes, mother." Chunxi also asked: "Then father, where will your daughter live?" Kangxi pointed to Ningchun Hall and said: "Chunxi, you can live there." Chunxi said happily: "Thank you, father." Everyone withdrew.

Qingyao asked, "Where will Your Majesty eat today?" Kangxi replied, "We'll go to your place today." Qingyao readily agreed, "Of course, there's nothing wrong with that. The kitchen staff are here too, so we can have them take turns preparing meals for Your Majesty." Kangxi nodded and said, "Okay."

As night fell, Qingyao lay obediently in Kangxi's arms in Guanlan Pavilion: "You bullied me just after arriving at Changchun Garden today, and you're not tired at all." Kangxi held her and stroked her back from time to time: "How could I bully you?" Qingyao said coquettishly: "Then didn't my husband bully me before?" Kangxi said with a smile: "Okay, Qingqing is right. I know Qingqing is worried about me." Qingyao said gently: "You are my husband, of course I feel sorry for you." Kangxi said with emotion: "Of course I am Qingqing's husband. It's getting late, Qingqing is tired after a day, so go to bed." Qingyao nodded obediently: "Okay." Then she lay down beside him.

In the cold winter of the fourteenth year of the Kangxi reign, when Nanny Ling reported to Qingyao the latest situation of the Imperial Household Department's selection, Qingyao simply replied calmly: "Okay, I understand. There is no need to mention these trivial matters, the palace maids will take care of them." Nanny Ling responded respectfully and quietly withdrew.

Everything was changing rapidly, and now everything in Kunning Palace had finally settled. Qingyao said to Madam Ling with a firm gaze, "No one engaging in intrigue or clinging to the powerful will be allowed in Kunning Palace." Madam Ling nodded solemnly, understanding.

At this moment, the little fat boy was playing on the bed. When he saw Qingyao, he crawled over obediently. Qingyao happily praised him, "Oh, you are really my good son." and affectionately left a warm kiss on his pink cheek.

The little fat boy let out a cheerful "ah" sound, and Qingyao guided him with a smile: "Yuanyuan, come and get this book." She knew very well that this was another step in his growth.

At this time, the voice of her other son Chenghu came from outside: "Mother~" Qingyao responded: "I'm here, Tuantuan, come and play with your brother." She pushed her chubby son down on the bed with a light push. Qingyao couldn't help laughing and covered her mouth with her hands.

Chenghu walked into the inner hall and saw his mother pushing his brother down. He immediately stepped forward to protect him: "Mother, don't bully Yuanyuan." He said as he walked to the bed.

Qingyao smiled and said, "Oh, Tuantuan has grown up and knows how to protect his younger brother. When Yuanyuan grows up a little bit, you can take Tuantuan away to raise him. Your father is right, you should raise your younger brother." Hearing this, Chenghu also laughed, and the relationship between the family became even closer.