Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Chapter 300 Brothers

Yinzhen raised his head slightly, shifting his gaze away from Yinhuan, and looked at the wet nurse beside him and asked, "Where is the Seventeenth Prince?"

The wet nurse quickly knelt and saluted, and replied respectfully: "In response to Fifth Master, the Seventeenth Prince is with the Empress Dowager. The Emperor is afraid that the Seventeenth Prince will recover from his illness, so he separated from the Sixteenth Prince."

Yinreng stood aside, his eyes fixed on his younger brother in his eldest brother's arms. The little fellow was all smiles, his arms tightly wrapped around his eldest brother's neck, as if afraid he would lose his support if he let go. Meanwhile, his eldest brother held him lovingly, patting his back gently and offering soothing words from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Yinreng couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Why does every younger brother like to be hugged by the eldest brother so much? And they always stick to the eldest brother like a piece of taffy! Don't I, the third brother, have any appeal at all?" Thinking of this, Yinreng frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face.

Yinzhen's deep eyes flickered slightly, as if he could see through everything and caught the fleeting, subtle change in Yinreng's expression. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he turned his head with a half-smile, his gaze fixed squarely on Yinreng. He spoke softly, "Third brother, seeing you like this, could it be... jealous?" His tone was teasing and playful, making it difficult to discern his true intentions.

Yinreng: "Xiaowu, are you so brave? How dare you make fun of me?"

Chenghu looked at Baocheng and Xiaowu who were fighting in front of him, smiled helplessly, and said, "Okay, you two stop making trouble! You know, the people closest to me are my brothers and sisters who are from the same mother. As for my brothers, it doesn't matter how many there are, but Baocheng, you are the unique and special brother, very different from the other brothers!" After that, he gently touched Baocheng's head, his eyes full of pampering.

After hearing Chenghu's words, Yinreng felt much better, and the unhappy look on his face gradually dissipated. He looked up at Chenghu and said, "Brother, you still love me the most."

Chenghu turned slightly to the side, freeing his right hand, then gently raised it and placed it on Yinreng's shoulder. He patted it gently a few times, as if he was afraid that using any more force would hurt the pitiful little guy in front of him.

Chenghu smiled, his eyes gentle as water, and said softly: "Silly brother, if I don't love you, who else can I love? After all, you are my brother from the same mother, and blood is thicker than water!" As he spoke, his eyes were full of pampering and care, as if he wanted to pass all the warmth to Yinreng.

Yinzhen smiled and gently shook the rattle in his hand. As his wrist turned, the rattle made a clear and pleasant "dong dong" sound, as if playing a cheerful melody.

At this moment, the young Yinzhen was staring at the rattle in Yinzhen's hand with his big round eyes, waving his chubby little hands in the air, as if trying to grab this novel and interesting toy.

Seeing this, Yinzhen handed the rattle to Yinhuan. Yinhuan was so happy that he danced with joy and grabbed the rattle and started chewing it.

Yinreng raised his hand with a smile, stretched out his slender index finger and gently tapped the little guy's pink nose, and said with a little bit of anger: "Oh, how dare you put everything in your mouth, little brat!" As he spoke, he shook his head gently, his eyes showing both doting and helplessness.

With a smile on his face, Chenghu carefully handed the delicate and adorable Yinzhu in his arms to Yinreng, and said in a gentle tone: "Come, Baocheng, look how adorable this little guy is! Come and hug your sixteenth brother." As he said that, he motioned him to come forward and take Yinzhu.

Yinreng hesitated for a moment, then slowly reached out and took Yinxuan in his arms. The little guy stirred in his arms, but didn't cry. Instead, he grinned with his toothless mouth. Yinreng's heart softened immediately, and the jealousy he had felt before completely disappeared.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside. Everyone looked over and saw that it was a palace maid carrying cakes in. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, these are the cakes that the kitchen has just made. The Emperor Retired sent them here for you to taste." The palace maid said respectfully.

Yinzhen took the initiative to taste a piece and praised it, "It tastes very good." Yinreng smelled the fragrance and stared at the cake. Yinreng smiled and broke off a small piece to feed him. The little guy ate it with gusto.

Cheng Hu looked at the little guy in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "This little guy can really stuff anything into his mouth!" As he said, he gently raised his hand, stretched out a slender finger, and carefully tapped the little guy's small and delicate nose.

The little fellow blinked his big round eyes and looked at Chenghu curiously, chewing his food non-stop, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he had just been tapped on the nose. Chenghu, on the other hand, looked at him lovingly, with a gentle smile on his face.