Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Cheng Hu watched the people from the Imperial Household Department take the measurements and casually asked, "Eunuch Liang, I wonder if my royal father is in the Qianqing Palace right now?"

Liang Jiugong replied respectfully, "In reply to your Highness, when I took over this position, Your Highness was in the Palace of Heavenly Purity."

Cheng Hu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood: "I will go change my clothes now, and then go to see the emperor."

Liang Jiugong responded respectfully: "I will take my leave now."

Chenghu nodded slightly, then turned back behind the screen and changed back into his own clothes. He walked out from behind the screen and said to Yinreng, "Baocheng, you and Xiaosi can play here. I'm going to ask my father if I can go to Kunning Palace to visit my mother."

Little Yinzhen said in his tender voice, "Brother, can you hug me?"

Chenghu gently stroked little Yinzhen's head and said softly, "Little Fourth, brother will come back to hug you later. Just wait patiently, okay?"

Little Yinzhen asked cautiously with a longing look in his eyes, "Brother, can you bring Xiao Si with you?"

Cheng Hu reluctantly took Xiao Si from his brother's arms and gently hugged him: "You only know how to act like a spoiled child."

Yinreng: "Brother, I'll leave Xiaosi in your care."

Cheng Hu: "Okay, I'll look after him. I raised you and Xiao Wu over there."

Yinreng smiled and said, "Brother, if you take Xiaosi away, I can concentrate on finishing my homework."

Cheng Hu: "Okay, you have to write it well. I will check it when I come back."

Yinreng smiled and responded, "Brother, I understand."

Chenghu held Xiao Si in his arms, slowly walked out of Yuqing Palace, and set foot on the road leading to Qianqing Palace.

Su Peisheng watched the Fourth Prince being carried out and immediately followed.

Chenghu held Xiaosi tightly in his arms and came to the outside of the Qianqing Palace.

Kangxi and Wei Zhu returned to the Qianqing Palace and suddenly found a figure waiting outside. It was his son Chenghu. He asked with a hint of confusion, "Chenghu, why are you waiting here?"

Cheng Hu: "I pay my respects to the Emperor. I want to go to Kunning Palace to see my mother."

Kangxi raised his head slightly, and said gently, "Stand up. Father agrees that you can go to Kunning Palace."

Chenghu asked worriedly, "Father Huang, if my son goes to visit Mother Huang Wuku, will she be frightened?"

Kangxi said to Chenghu kindly, "Go to Kunning Palace to see your mother first. I will tell your mother, Huang Wuku, to make preparations in advance."

Chenghu replied, "Son, I will go to Kunning Palace to visit mother right away." Then, he hugged Xiaosi tightly and went to Kunning Palace together.

Kangxi took Liang Jiugong to the Cining Palace.

Cheng Hu held Xiao Si tightly in his arms and walked along the palace path towards Kunning Palace. He asked softly, "Xiao Si, I remember you didn't like your brother holding you before. Why are you so clingy to me?"

Little Yinzhen said innocently, "I like my brother so much. He smells so good and makes me feel so comfortable."

Cheng Hu: "Maybe it's because I've been wearing the sachet for a long time."

Little Yinzhen: "Brother has a pleasant fragrance that makes me feel very happy."

Cheng Hu: "The scent of the sachet has been with me for a long time, and the smell has gradually faded. I'll ask the imperial physician to see what the ingredients are tonight."

Little Yinzhen rubbed gently in his brother's arms, as if seeking warmth and a sense of security.

Chenghu hugged little Yinzhen tightly and gently comforted him, "Little Fourth, don't move around, or you might fall."

Little Yinzhen leaned on Chenghu's shoulder and said confidently, "Don't worry, brother, I will be obedient."

Chenghu gently held little Yinzhen in his arms and slowly walked towards the door of Kunning Palace.

Su Peisheng strode forward, gently pushed open the door, and then respectfully stepped aside.

Chenghu gently picked up little Yinzhen and slowly walked into the inner chamber. After a few steps, he turned and saw a portrait hanging on the wall. He gazed at it, lost in thought. This portrait, carrying a dusty history, seemed to allow Chenghu to see the interweaving of past and present. Little Yinzhen curiously leaned forward from his arms, looking at the portrait, and seemed to sense the turmoil in Chenghu's heart.