Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is already the end of the year and the beginning of December.

Yinzhen carefully fitted the fan surface carefully painted by his third brother to the fan frame, fearing that the slightest mistake would destroy the perfection and harmony of the fan surface.

Chenghu was still busy in the Qianqing Palace every day and had no time to take care of other matters.

Yinzhen lowered his eyes to admire the folding fan in his hand, and carefully corrected every unsatisfactory part to make it perfect.

Yinreng led his younger brothers and sisters in an orderly manner, protected them, and demonstrated the demeanor of an older brother.

Yinzhen personally made a fan pendant and hung it on the end of the folding fan, carefully placed it in a brocade box, and then instructed the servants of Yuqing Palace to decorate Yuqing Palace.

Su Peisheng: "Master, just let the servants do these things. I will help you keep an eye on them. Why do you have to keep an eye on them yourself?"

Yinzhen shook his head and said, "I don't trust other people's work, so I have to keep an eye on it myself." As he spoke, he looked around the palace that was almost decorated, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

At this time, a young eunuch hurried over and knelt down to report: "Fifth Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent some fresh fruits to you."

Yinzhen smiled slightly, "I understand, go down." He knew in his heart that this was Chenghu's love for his younger brothers and sisters. After the eunuch left, Yinzhen walked to the table, looked at the many fruits on display, and said: "Su Peisheng, take some fruits to your third brother and younger brothers and sisters and say that they are from your eldest brother."

Su Peisheng: "Yes, my master." He took the fruit and gave it to him.

Yinzhen then continued to oversee the layout of the palace, ensuring that everything met his standards.”

Time passed quickly and it was December 13th, the birthday of Crown Prince Chenghu. Of course, Chenghu did not go to the Qianqing Palace that day but helped to deal with some unimportant memorials in the study of Yuqing Palace.

Yinzhen brought the brocade box to the front hall of Yuqing Palace, but saw no one there. He was very confused and asked, "Where is my eldest brother? It's his birthday today, so why isn't he here?"

Su Peisheng: "Master, please go to the place where the prince often goes."

Yinzhen: "I'll go to the study to look for my elder brother." He took the brocade box and went to the study.

Su Peisheng followed Yinzhen closely.

Yinzhen arrived at the study and saw Chenghu concentrating on handling government affairs. He quietly approached and said softly, "Big brother, happy birthday." Chenghu raised his head and smiled, "Thank you, Xiaowu."

Yinzhen took out a brocade box and handed it to him: "Brother, this is a birthday gift I made for you personally."

The two chatted for a while when suddenly a commotion broke out outside. Yinzhen frowned and said, "Go out and see what's going on." Su Peisheng hurried out to investigate and soon returned with the report, "Master, it's the Second Master who has brought the Fourth, Sixth, Seventh, Eighth, Ninth, and Tenth Masters to congratulate the Crown Prince on his birthday."

Yinzhen's eyes turned cold. He and Yinsi had always been at odds, and he hadn't expected him to disrupt things today. Chenghu, on the other hand, remained calm and ordered, "Please invite my second brother and the others in." Yinzhi and the others walked into the study, smiling and greeting Chenghu, but their eyes kept glancing at Yinzhen.

Yinzhen: "Your Highness, I and your brothers wish you a happy birthday." He bowed respectfully.

Cheng Hu: "Thank you, brothers, for celebrating my birthday."

Yinsi: "Has Fifth Brother prepared a birthday gift for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Yinzhen: "I gave it to my elder brother as soon as I arrived, but he hasn't read it yet."

Chenghu opened the brocade box given by his beloved younger brother, and looked at a sandalwood folding fan lying quietly in the box, with an apricot-yellow tasseled pendant hanging on the end of the fan.

Yinzhen: "Brother, do you like the folding fan I gave you? I made it myself."

Chenghu said softly, "How can I not like this folding fan made by Xiaowu himself?" He then gently unfolded the folding fan, and the familiar painting skills on the fan came into his eyes. He immediately understood - this must have been painted by his own baby Baocheng.

Yinzhen: "As long as big brother likes it." He said happily.

Cheng Hu suddenly caught sight of the scars on his beloved brother's hand. He strode over and took his hand. Seeing the scars on his hand, he felt very distressed: "What happened? How did you hurt your hand?"