Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Chunyu gently opened the door and respectfully invited, "Prince, Princess, please come in."

Cheng Hu walked into the inner hall of Kunning Palace and saw the person sitting on the Arhat couch. He bowed respectfully: "Your son greets Father, may Father be blessed with good health. Your son greets Mother, may Mother be blessed with good health."

Kangxi waved his hand gently, signaling him to stand up.

Yinreng followed his brother's footsteps and entered the inner hall. He ran towards Qingyao impatiently: "Mother~"

Qingyao gently stroked Baocheng's head and comforted him tenderly, "Mother is here, don't be afraid."

Yinreng buried his little head in Qingyao's arms, enjoying the warmth and security.

Kangxi chuckled and said, "Baocheng, didn't you see Father?"

Yinreng raised his head and looked at the person beside him: "My son saw it, Father."

Kangxi: "Why don't you pay your respects to Father?"

Yinreng: "I forgot for a moment." After saying that, he continued to bury his little head in his mother's arms, enjoying the warmth and sense of security.

Chenghu took Kangxi's hand and said softly, "Father, Baocheng is still young, please be more tolerant."

Chunxi said softly, "My daughter pays her respects to Father and Mother."

Kangxi smiled gently and motioned Chunxi to stand up, his words carrying a hint of warmth: "No need to be so polite, please stand up quickly."

Chunxi asked carefully, "Mother, has your health improved?" Her tone was full of concern.

Qingyao: "Don't worry, mom is fine. She just needs to finish the confinement period." She raised her hand and touched her daughter's head.

Chunxi said with relief: "That's good, my younger brothers and sisters are also very well behaved."

Chunyu knocked gently on the door and reported softly, "Madam, Aunt Zhang has brought the young prince and the young princess here."

Qingyao urged, "Hurry up and bring him in!"

Chunyu gently pushed open the door and invited Aunt Zhang in.

Nanny Zhang knelt respectfully before the Emperor, bowed her head slightly, and said softly, "Your servant greets the Emperor, the Empress."

Qingyao said softly, "Get up."

Aunt Zhang: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Qingyao said, "Come quickly and bring the little princess to me for a look!"

Nanny Zhang carefully carried the little princess into the arms of the Queen.

Qingyao lowered her head, holding the little princess in her arms, and said softly, "Your Majesty, come and take a look."

Kangxi gently took Xiaowu from the nanny's arms and said firmly, "You can leave now."

Nanny Zhang said respectfully, "I'll take my leave." She went out and closed the door.

Qingyao thought: "We need to give Xiaogege and Xiaowu a nickname."

Kangxi asked, "Qingqing, have you decided on a nickname?"

Qingyao suggested, "Let's call the little princess Nuonuo. What do you think, husband?"

Kangxi nodded, his deep eyes showing full of doting, "As you wish."

Cheng Hu asked curiously, "Mother, what is your brother's nickname?"

Qingyao turned to look at Chenghu and said gently, "Son, why don't you think about it?"

Cheng Hu: "Mother, I remember you particularly like giving your brothers nicknames. Why don't you give it a try?"

Qingyao: "Didn't you feel dissatisfied with the nickname I gave you before? So you can think about it yourself."

Cheng Hu suggested: "Father, why don't you give your brother a nickname? It must sound nice!"

Kangxi held his son in his arms and fell into deep thought.

Qingyao said: "Xiaowu is either called Zizi or Yuanyuan."

Kangxi: "Tuantuan is good, but it still lacks a roundness. The name should be perfect and have a good meaning.

Qingyao said: "We originally planned to let Baocheng keep his childhood nickname Yuanyuan, but Tuantuan thought it would be better to give his younger brother a different name, so Xiaowu became Yuanyuan."

Kangxi: "Except you, me, the Empress Dowager, and the Empress Dowager, no one else knows their nicknames."

Qingyao asked curiously, "Husband, is Xiaowu the child you described in your dream?"

The son in Kangxi's arms gazed deeply at the tender face and nodded gently: "Yes, they look quite similar."

Qingyao said, "Then treat Xiaowu as that child and pay more attention to him."

Kangxi praised him and said, "My dear, you are absolutely right. Everything is up to you."

Qingyao gently placed Nuonuo on the Arhat couch, then took Yuanyuan from her husband's arms. With one free hand, she gently stroked Yuanyuan's tender little face with her fingers, her eyes filled with the warmth of maternal love.

Kangxi gently picked up Nuonuo and turned to Tuantuan and said, "Tuantuan, come and see your sister."

In Kunning Palace, a family of seven gathered together in a warm and harmonious atmosphere filled with laughter.