Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

One day, Yinzhen and his elder brother were in the study of Yuqing Palace. Yinzhen turned around and found that his elder brother had disappeared without a trace: "He Zhu, He Zhu."

He Zhu moved upon hearing the voice, gently pushed open the door, and stepped into the study. He respectfully asked, "Fifth Prince, what are your instructions?"

Yinzhen asked anxiously, "He Zhu, have you seen my elder brother? Where did he go?"

He Zhu: "In reply to Fifth Prince, I did not see the Crown Prince leave the study."

Yinzhen: "Just now I was talking to my elder brother, and I lowered my head to read for a while. When I looked up again, my elder brother had disappeared without a trace."

He Zhu: "I didn't see the Crown Prince leave the study."

Yinzhen said anxiously: "This matter is too big, I can only tell my father. My eldest brother is the crown prince and has heavy responsibilities. This matter is really difficult to cover up." After that, he hurriedly left the study and rushed to the Qianqing Palace.

At the same time, in another Qianqing Palace, Kangxi was concentrating on reviewing memorials and working hard for national affairs.

Suddenly, an apricot-yellow figure appeared and fell to the ground in front of the imperial desk with a "bang".

When Yinreng heard the noise, he immediately dropped his brush and rushed to his father's side. He watched the figure on the ground in front of the imperial desk with vigilance.

Liang Jiugong plucked up the courage to step forward and try to find out the identity of the visitor.

Chenghu slowly stood up straight, and the moment he looked up, his eyes met the person above him.

When Kangxi first saw the man's appearance, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

Yinreng took a glance and found that the man's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to his own. He was stunned for a moment and his heart was moved.

Kangxi's eyes followed the apricot-colored figure closely, and he whispered softly, "Qingqing..."

Cheng Hu asked in confusion, "Father, shouldn't my son be in Yuqing Palace? How did he suddenly appear before you?"

Kangxi's eyes fell on the person who looked somewhat like his own queen, and he suddenly became suspicious: "Who are you?"

Cheng Hu said, "Father, it's me, Tuantuan."

Kangxi: But none of my sons is named Tuan Tuan. My eldest son is Yinzhen, and my legitimate son is Yinreng.

Chenghu: "My nickname is Tuantuan, and my full name is Chenghu. This name was given by my mother Huang Wuku."

Kangxi suddenly remembered his son Chenghu, who had died young, and wondered, "Chenghu died in the eleventh year. Where did you come from?"

Cheng Hu asked with concern: "What time is it now?"

Kangxi: "It is now the twentieth year of Kangxi's reign."

Cheng Hu: "That's not right, shouldn't it be eighteen years?"

Kangxi took a closer look and found that he was wearing the apricot-yellow clothes that belonged exclusively to the crown prince. He asked in confusion, "How can you wear such apricot-yellow clothes?"

Cheng Hu said nonchalantly, "Why not? As the crown prince appointed by my father, of course I can wear apricot yellow."

Kangxi suddenly noticed the pouch at his waist and stood up immediately. He pushed the prince aside and trudged over to him. He crouched down, carefully picked up the pouch, and gently stroked the familiar stitching with his fingertips, as if recalling a long-buried memory.

Cheng Hu: "The purse was sewn by my mother herself."

Kangxi asked, "Do you know your mother's name?"

Cheng Hu: "My mother's name is Qingqing, of course I know it."

Kangxi tightly embraced his beloved son, who had passed away more than ten years ago, and said with deep emotion: "My Chenghu, my father misses you."

Chenghu stretched out his hands, hugged Kangxi tightly, and comforted him: "Father, please don't worry, your son is safe and everything is fine."

Yinreng stared at the other person intently, with a hint of doubt in his tone: "Are you my brother?"

Chenghu asked, "Baocheng, you don't recognize your brother anymore?"

Yinreng was surprised: "You actually know my nickname! How did you know it?"

Cheng Hu said, "I was the one who gave you your nickname myself."

Yinreng was puzzled and asked, "But my nickname was chosen by my father himself."

Kangxi relayed, "This is not where you were before."

Cheng Hu said, "I see. I was teaching Xiao Wu at Yuqing Palace with him, and then we ended up here."

Kangxi asked, "Is Xiaowu Yinqi?"

Chenghu: "No, Xiaowu is Yinzhen."

When Yinreng realized that the person coming was his brother who had died young, he immediately hugged him and cried, "Brother, Baocheng misses you and mother."

Chenghu patted his back gently and coaxed him softly: "Baocheng, don't cry, be good."

Yinreng finally calmed down his grief and just sobbed silently in his brother's arms.

Kangxi said, "Baocheng, you've soaked my brother's clothes with your tears."

As Yinreng released his brother, he said shamefully, "Brother, I'm so sorry. I accidentally got your clothes wet."

Cheng Hu comforted him, "It's okay, brother doesn't mind at all."

Kangxi said, "Baocheng, take my brother back to Yuqing Palace and help him change his clothes."

Yinreng: "I understand, Father. I will take my brother to change his clothes right away."

Kangxi stroked Chenghu's head and asked gently, "Chenghu, how old are you now?"

Chenghu said respectfully to Kangxi, "Father, I am already twelve years old and a big boy."

Kangxi looked at him and said with emotion: "If my Chenghu were here, he would be the same age as you now."

Cheng Hu asked curiously, "Father, is my mother here? Is she the same as the mother over there?"

Without waiting for his father to speak, Yinreng hurriedly saluted him, then held his brother's hand tightly and left the Qianqing Palace together.

Chenghu was hurriedly pulled out of the Qianqing Palace by his brother. He asked with some confusion: "Baocheng, what happened?"

Yinreng: "Brother, my situation is different from yours. My mother passed away on the day I was born."

Cheng Hu asked slowly, "So, Mother has been gone for eight years?"

Yinreng nodded and prepared to return to Yuqing Palace with Chenghu, but unexpectedly met the eldest prince Yinzhi.

Yinzhen asked curiously, "Second Brother, who is that person you pulled? Why is he wearing the same clothes as you?"

Yinreng: "This is my business. Do I need to report it to you?"

Chenghu quietly leaned close to Yinreng's ear and whispered, "Baocheng, who is this stranger?"

Yinreng: "Brother, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." He pulled his brother around him and left, returning to Yuqing Palace.

Chenghu's eyes revealed some doubts, and he asked in a low voice: "Is that person Yinzhen?"

Yinreng: "It was him who relied on his status as the eldest son in the palace to bully me wantonly."

Cheng Hu: "Only in your place can he be considered the eldest son. Where I am, he is only the second son. I am the eldest son."

Yinreng: "Brother, if you were here, Baocheng wouldn't feel lonely anymore."

Chenghu smiled and said to Yinreng, "How can you feel lonely? You still have your father to accompany you."

Yinreng said sadly, "I have neither brothers nor sisters to share the joy of family life, nor a mother to enjoy the warmth and affection by my side. Father is not mine alone, but the master of everyone. I am alone in this palace, and I am completely desolate."

Chenghu gently embraced Yinreng in his arms, stroked his back, and said softly, "Baocheng, don't be afraid. Brother will always be by your side. Although I don't know how long I can stay in a foreign land, as long as there is a moment, brother will protect you."

Yinreng put his arms around Chenghu's waist and pleaded earnestly, "Brother, can you stay with Baocheng in Yuqing Palace?"

Cheng Hu readily agreed: "Of course."

Yinreng said happily, "I knew that if you were here, no matter what I said, you would agree to me without hesitation."

Chenghu looked at Yinreng lovingly: "Oh, my silly brother, we are brothers who came from the same mother. Of course I will agree to your words!"

Yinreng took Chenghu back to Yuqing Palace and said, "Brother, we are here. Please change in my room."

Cheng Hu: "Okay, go to your room and change your clothes."

Yinreng enthusiastically led his brother into his room. After opening the door, he smiled and suggested, "Brother, would you like to choose one of my casual clothes to wear? This way, we won't have to go through so much trouble. What do you think?"

Cheng Hu lowered his head, his gaze falling on his apricot-yellow crown prince's robe, and sighed softly: "Perhaps, this is better, it will save a lot of trouble."

Yinreng asked softly, "Brother, let me help you get the clothes. I wonder which color you like?"

Chenghu said, "Both royal blue and cyan are fine."

Yinreng walked to the wardrobe, opened it gently, and picked out a royal blue dress. He returned to his brother, handed it to him with a smile, and said, "Brother, try this dress on. I think it suits you very well."

Chenghu took the clothes and went behind the screen to change.

At this time, the four-year-old little Yinzhen came to Yuqing Palace with Su Peisheng. He went straight to his brother's door and called softly, "Second brother, are you there?"

When Yinreng heard Xiaosi's voice, he hurried to open the door.

When little Yinzhen saw the door open, he hugged the legs of the person in front of him.

Yinreng looked down at the little guy who was hugging his legs tightly, and gently held him in his arms, his eyes full of surprise and doting: "Xiao Si, why are you here?"

Little Yinzhen said, "Little Four misses his second brother very much."

Cheng Hu came out after tidying up his clothes and said, "Bao Cheng, there's a four or five year age difference between us. Your clothes really don't look right on me."

Yinreng gently embraced Xiaosi and closed the door. His eyes fell on Chenghu, who was wearing that inappropriate clothing and looked worried. He asked softly, "Brother, what should we do?"

Chenghu said calmly, "It's okay. If it doesn't fit, just make do with it. Baocheng, why does the child in your arms look so similar to Yinzhen?" He looked at the little guy in his brother's arms, a hint of doubt in his eyes. The little guy looked exactly like Yinzhen, which made people curious.

Yinreng: "Brother, come and meet me, this is the fourth son, Yinzhen."

Cheng Hu stretched out his hand towards the little guy: "Xiao Si, can I hold you for a moment?"