Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

The Third Prince's Mansion

Yinreng rode a snow-white horse back to the outside of the mansion. He jumped off, landed steadily on the ground, threw the reins to the guard beside him, and strode straight into the mansion.

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Yaliqi sat leisurely nearby, a gentle smile on her face, her eyes soft and focused as she watched the two adorable little creatures playfully. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling her like a golden veil. One of the little creatures was running around happily, her laughter emanating from her lips. The other crouched on the ground, intently fiddling with a toy, occasionally looking up at her brother with an innocent smile.

Yinreng walked slowly into the main courtyard with steady and light steps. The sunlight shone through the lush branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on his handsome face. When his eyes swept across the courtyard, he was instantly attracted by the figure sitting quietly on a stone bench not far away. She was dressed in a simple and elegant Manchu dress, with a graceful figure, like a flower blooming in a quiet corner. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and he called softly: "Zhenzhen"

Yaliqi raised his head when he heard the call, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he stood up and bowed, "Master is back."

Yinreng quickly walked over to help her up, then took Yaliqi's hand and sat on the stone bench. "Is there anything going on in the mansion today?"

Yaliqi smiled and shook his head. "Everything is fine, but the children miss their father and are looking forward to your return soon."

Yinreng opened his arms with a smile on his face and firmly embraced his daughter who came running towards him. He gently stroked his daughter's soft hair and asked softly, "My little darling, do you miss me?"

I saw the delicate little girl with a pair of big watery eyes shining like the bright stars in the night sky. She tightly grasped Yinreng's clothes with her chubby little hands, then nodded vigorously and answered in a baby voice: "I miss you~" This response seemed to carry endless longing and dependence.

Yinreng joyfully held his delicate little daughter in his arms, his face brimming with the happy smile of a new father. He gently stroked his daughter's delicate cheek and murmured to himself, "Thinking back to when my eldest sister-in-law gave birth to my eldest niece, I was so envious! Every day I looked forward to bringing that lovely little one back home, playing with her for two or three days, and then reluctantly sending her back. But now, haha, I finally have my own darling!" As he spoke, Yinreng couldn't help but lower his head and kiss his daughter's forehead, his eyes full of doting and love.

Yaliqi's eyebrows arched, her eyes wide, and she said coquettishly, "Hmph! My daughter is my darling, and now it seems I'm no longer interested in us poor mother and son!" She bit her lower lip, a look of resentment on her face. Then, Yaliqi bent down, carefully picked up her son, and resolutely turned away, slowly walking towards the room with light steps.

Seeing this, Yinreng quickly handed his daughter to the maid and quickly caught up with Yaliqi. He put his arms around Yaliqi's waist from behind and coaxed her softly, "Zhenzhen, don't be angry. In my heart, the three of you are the most precious." Yaliqi was unmoved and snorted coldly, "I've heard you say this many times, sir. Every time you say it, it's just perfunctory." Yinreng was so anxious that he was sweating and hurriedly explained, "That's not the case this time. I just saw that my daughter was well-behaved and I got carried away for a moment." Yaliqi still didn't look back and carried his son into the house. Yinreng followed her into the house and saw Yaliqi sitting by the bed, crying silently. He was heartbroken and squatted down, looking up at Yaliqi like a child who had made a mistake. "Zhenzhen, I was wrong. I will never make you sad again." He reached out to wipe away Yaliqi's tears. Yaliqi turned her head away, but did not try to avoid him. Yinreng knew that her anger had subsided a little, so he quickly made another promise. At this time, the son stretched out his little hand and pulled Yinreng's braid, giggling. Yaliqi couldn't help but burst into laughter. The family reconciled and warmth filled the whole house.

That night, Yinreng returned to his room after finishing his duties. Yaliqi had already put her children to sleep and was embroidering under the lamp. Yinreng quietly approached and hugged her from behind. "Zhenzhen is really clever and skillful." Yaliqi rolled her eyes at him, "You only know how to say sweet words."

Yinreng gently removed the needle and thread from Yaliqi's hand and pulled her to her feet. "The moonlight is beautiful today. Zhenzhen, come with me for a walk." Yaliqi hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement. The two of them strolled through the courtyard, the moonlight spilling onto the ground like water.