Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Kunning Palace in the first month of the 17th year of Kangxi's reign

Qingyao continued to curl up lazily in Kunning Palace, seemingly uninterested in the outside world. She felt drowsy every day, always longing for more time to immerse herself in dreams. However, surprisingly, her appetite was quite good.

Matron Ling asked softly, "Chunyu, how long has this situation lasted?"

Chunyu: "The Queen has never liked going out in cold weather. Lately, she has become even more sleepy and has a particularly good appetite."

Nanny Ling gently opened the door, stepped into the room, and asked softly, "Madam?"

"Well, Ma'am, what do you want to talk to me about?" Qingyao asked softly, with a hint of doubt and politeness in her tone.

Matron Ling asked with concern, "Madam, did your period come as expected?"

Qingyao thought about it carefully: "No, it seems it's too late."

Matron Ling gently advised, "Your Majesty, you don't look well. Why don't you ask the imperial physician to take a look?"

Qingyao said with an annoyed look, "I don't want to summon the imperial physician at all, nor do I want to taste those bitter medicines."

Matron Ling: "Your Majesty, your health is of paramount importance."

Qingyao said coldly, "I don't need a royal physician."

Kangxi asked with concern: "Qingqing, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to call the imperial physician to see you?" His words were full of care and worry.

Matron Ling: "Your servant pays respects to His Majesty." She said respectfully.

Qingyao: "My husband, you are here. I don't want to call the imperial physician, nor do I want to drink that bitter medicine."

Emperor Kangxi waved his hand gently, signaling Madam Ling to withdraw. He slowly walked to the phoenix couch, sat down, and gently embraced her, saying softly, "If you feel unwell, please call the imperial physician. If it's nothing serious, there's no need to force yourself to take the medicine, okay?" He coaxed her softly, his eyes filled with care and warmth.

Qingyao nestled lazily in his arms and said obediently, "Everything is up to my husband." After saying that, she yawned lightly, looking particularly cute and adorable.

Kangxi immediately called out, "Call the imperial physician."

Liang Jiugong quickly went to the Imperial Hospital.

Qingyao rubbed against his arms, like a lazy kitten, lightly found the most comfortable position, and then fell into a deep sleep quietly.

Kangxi gently tucked the quilt for her and slid his fingers lightly across her cheek, as if caressing a rare treasure.

Liang Jiugong knocked gently on the door, his voice gentle and respectful: "Your Majesty, Doctor Wang has arrived."

Kangxi calmly ordered, "Let him in."

Liang Jiugong gently pushed open the door and said respectfully, "Doctor Wang, please come in."

Doctor Wang walked in and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health." He knelt down and saluted.

Kangxi said softly, "Get up. Please feel the Empress's pulse." He then gently lifted her up, carefully placed her on the phoenix couch, and carefully pulled her arm out of the quilt. He then took a clean white handkerchief and gently placed it over her wrist, preparing to take her pulse.

Doctor Wang stepped forward to take the patient's pulse.

Kangxi asked Doctor Wang with concern, "How is the queen?"

Imperial Physician Wang withdrew his hand and said, "In reply to Your Majesty, the Empress's pulse is strong and flowing. It is smooth under the fingertips, like beads rolling on a plate. This is a positive pulse, and the fetus is stable. No medication is needed. Just be careful with your daily routine. I congratulate Your Majesty."

Kangxi was overjoyed: "The Queen is pregnant, what a great joy! There will be a huge reward!"

Doctor Wang responded humbly, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I'll take my leave." Then he slowly left.

Kangxi sat beside the phoenix couch, gazing at her affectionately, his gentle hand involuntarily caressing her belly.

Qingyao yawned lazily, then slowly opened her eyes, meeting his smiling eyes. She asked drowsily, "Husband, why are you disturbing my sleep?"

Kangxi said softly, "Qingqing, you have worked hard during this period."

Qingyao asked with a confused look on her face: "What are you talking about?"

Kangxi said, "My dear, you are pregnant."

Qingyao was surprised: "Husband, I'm pregnant again?"

Kangxi nodded and said affirmatively, "Yes, you are pregnant. I will share this good news with the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager later."

Qingyao asked expectantly, "Husband, do you think he will be Xiaowu?"

Kangxi answered without hesitation: "That is our Xiaowu, there is no doubt about it."

Qingyao was surprised to find that her recent sleepiness and good appetite were signs of pregnancy.

Kangxi said to Qingyao with concern: "Since you are pregnant, you are not suitable to wear flower pot shoes anymore."

Qingyao: "Husband, I've been pregnant twice. Did you ever see me wearing embroidered shoes during any of my pregnancy?

Kangxi: "If you like flower-pot shoes, I will ask the Imperial Household Department to carefully select a few pairs for you, just for your liking."

Qingyao complained, "Those flower-pot shoes are completely useless. What I want most is more money from my husband. I already have three children and another one in my belly, and my dowry is almost gone."

Kangxi was very satisfied and said: "Okay, then I will reward you with some good things."

Qingyao smiled and said, "I would like to thank you in advance. By the way, my husband, I am pregnant and may not be able to take care of Chenghu and the other two. I hope you can do it for me."

Kangxi gently stroked her hand and said softly, "My dear, you just need to rest and take care of your pregnancy. Chenghu and the others are already grown up, so there's no need for you to worry too much. I'll take care of everything, so don't worry."

Qingyao said worriedly, "But Baocheng said before that he didn't want a younger brother. What if he doesn't like the child after it's born?"

Kangxi gently stroked Qingyao's hair and said with a soothing smile, "Qingqing, don't worry. When the child is born, Baocheng will be filled with joy and love when he sees his soft and lovely appearance."

Qingyao: "Okay, my husband, I'm hungry."

Kangxi said, "I have had some delicious cakes and a bowl of nourishing bird's nest soup prepared for you. It's still some time before lunch, so you can enjoy some first."

Qingyao smiled and responded: "My husband has arranged everything. I will follow your arrangements."

Kangxi: "My dear, please let others handle the complicated affairs of the palace. Take good care of your pregnancy and do not overwork yourself."

Qingyao smiled and said to her husband, "Husband, please rest assured that I won't feel tired. When I was pregnant with Baocheng, I was also always handling palace affairs, wasn't I?"

Kangxi nodded gently, his deep eyes full of trust, "You can do it yourself, don't let yourself get too tired."

Qingyao thought of something: "Husband, what was the name of the child who was so kind to Baocheng in your dream?"

Kangxi smiled slightly and said, "Qingqing, you are still thinking about him." There was a hint of pampering and a chuckle in his tone.

Qingyao asked curiously, "Husband, what is the name of that little guy?"

Kangxi pondered for a moment, and finally remembered: "Oh, yes, his name is Yinzhen."

Qingyao: "Yinzhen, what a good name. If Xiaowu is a son, then let's call him Yinzhen."

Kangxi: "Okay, if Xiaowu is a prince, then he will be called Yinzhen."

Qingyao urged, "Husband, have someone serve the cakes quickly!"

Kangxi: "Liang Jiugong!"

Liang Jiugong: "Your Majesty, I'm here." He said respectfully.

Kangxi said, "Hurry up and go to the small kitchen in Kunning Palace and get some cakes and bird's nest soup. Tell them to keep these two delicacies ready at all times in case of emergency."

Liang Jiugong: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will go right away."

Qingyao leaned into his arms and smelled the faint scent of ambergris on him: "My husband smells so good."

Kangxi: "As long as you like it," hugging her.

Qingyao held her husband's hand, her eyes full of anticipation: "Husband, can you bring the Iron-eating Beast to accompany me? I'm really bored alone."

Kangxi suggested, "Perhaps you could get a little raccoon. It's not very big, and even if you want it to rest on the couch with you, it won't take up too much space."

Qingyao nodded and said, "In that case, let's get another raccoon."

Kangxi asked, "Which color do you prefer? Liang Jiugong will go to the cat and dog room later and carefully select a cat for you."

Qingyao: "Well, I want white. If you don't have it, then orange."

Kangxi: "Okay, I want white. I'll ask Liang Jiugong to pick it out for you later."

Liang Jiugong knocked on the door gently: "Your Majesty, what you want is ready."

Kangxi: "Send it in."

Liang Jiugong pushed open the heavy door, stepped into the inner hall, and gently put the things down.

Kangxi said, "Liang Jiugong, go to the cat and dog room and pick out a pure white raccoon cat for the queen. If white is not available, orange will do."

Liang Jiugong responded and quickly lowered his head and said, "I'll go right away." He went out and closed the door.

Kangxi gently picked her up and placed her gently on the Luohan couch by the window.

Qingyao sat down gracefully, picked up a piece of exquisite pastry gently, and handed it to him gently.

Kangxi took it and ate it: "Eat it quickly, aren't you hungry?"

Qingyao gently picked up a piece of pastry, savoring its delicate flavor carefully, a satisfied smile blooming on her lips. "Husband, aside from the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager, I think we should not tell anyone else about my pregnancy."

Kangxi nodded in understanding and said firmly, "I understand. I will not reveal this to anyone except the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager."

Qingyao: "It's not too late to talk about it after three months."

His Majesty Kangxi responded cheerfully, "Your Excellency's words are absolutely true."

Qingyao gracefully raised the spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful of bird's nest soup, and tasted it slowly.

Kangxi raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Qingqing with eyes full of doting, and asked softly: "Qingqing, does this taste suit you?"

Qingyao: "The taste is excellent, the pastries and bird's nest soup are just right, and the sweetness is moderate."

Kangxi: "That's good."

The door opened slightly, and a furry little head popped out, calling out in a soft voice: "Mother~"

Qingyao: "Who called me?"

Yinreng called softly, "Mother, it's me, Baocheng."

Qingyao: "Baocheng is here, come in quickly."

Yinreng rushed in and excitedly threw himself into his mother's arms, but before he could feel his mother's warmth, he was gently lifted up from behind.

Kangxi: "Your mother is pregnant with a little girl, please don't hurt her."

Yinreng was stunned and shouted in disbelief: "Sister?!"

Kangxi: "Yes, Xiangxiangruanruan can call Baocheng brother." He held his son in his arms.

Qingyao said, "Doesn't Baocheng dislike younger brothers? This is a younger sister, delicate and soft, she must be to his liking."

Yinreng: "Sister, just try to like it."

Kangxi asked curiously, "Aren't you inseparable from your brother? Why did you suddenly come to your mother?" As he said that, he gently patted his little butt, making him giggle.

Yinreng pouted and said, "Baocheng misses his mother."

Qingyao suggested, "Baocheng, do you want to sleep with your mother tonight?"

Yinreng happily responded, "That's great. I'll sleep with mother tonight." His voice was full of joy and anticipation.

Kangxi: "It's okay to sleep with your mother, but you have to be careful with your cute little feet and don't kick them around."

Yinreng asked in an innocent voice, "Father, can you hear Baocheng talking?" His clear eyes sparkled with curiosity about the world and anticipation for the future.

Kangxi stroked Yinreng's little head and said softly, "Your sister is still young, and I don't know if she can understand. But when she is four months old, you can try to communicate with her. When your mother was pregnant with you, your brother often talked to you. Perhaps your sister can also feel your feelings. No matter what the result is, you must believe that your sister will definitely feel your love."

Yinreng: "Then Baocheng likes my sister."

Qingyao smiled and said, "I believe my sister will definitely fall in love with Baocheng as a brother. Baocheng, you must protect my sister."

Yinreng said firmly: "I will do my best to protect my younger sister and elder sister.

Kangxi said: "Baocheng has grown up. In a few days, go to the Shangshufang to study with your brother."

Yinreng took Kangxi's hand, his eyes full of anticipation: "Father, I want to sit with my brother, is that okay?"

Kangxi smiled slightly and said, "Very good. I will let you sit with Chenghu."

Yinreng thanked him in a childish voice, then stretched out his chubby little hands, picked up a piece of dessert, and tasted it with satisfaction.

Liang Jiugong held the cat slave in his arms and knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, what you want is ready."

Kangxi: "Send it in."

Liang Jiugong gently opened the door of the inner hall and gently placed the cat slave in his arms on the Arhat couch.

The warm and comfortable inner hall suddenly became lively. The raccoon slave yawned lazily, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

Yinreng opened his bright eyes and asked curiously, "Father, what on earth is this thing?"

Kangxi said, "This little fellow was picked out by your mother, Liang Jiugong, from the cat and dog room, to relieve her boredom."

Yinreng slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the snow-white raccoon, feeling its soft fur and warm body temperature.

The raccoon servant rudely snatched the cake from Yinreng's hand and swallowed it in one gulp. Seeing his greedy look, Yinreng couldn't help but burst into tears and cried out sadly, "Ama!"

Kangxi asked anxiously, "What happened? Did it bite you?" Before he finished speaking, he immediately hugged his son tightly in his arms, his eyes full of love and worry.

Yinreng said sadly, "The cakes have disappeared."

Kangxi: "Who stole your cakes?"

Yinreng pointed his chubby finger at the raccoon that was curled up on the couch and fell asleep. He said aggrievedly, "It actually stole Baocheng's cakes."

Qingyao: "Baocheng, don't cry. Come here, mother will give you another piece of cake."

Yinreng gently took the cake and savored it carefully.

Qingyao: "This little raccoon is eating cakes. What a cute little fellow!"

Kangxi: "As long as you like it, that would be great."