Chapter Fifty-Six

  This change in the backyard came quietly and disappeared quietly.

  Lin Qingyu was completely unaware of this and continued to play with the adorable "Hong Yao" little bun, not knowing that danger was lurking nearby.

  Hong Ao Xiao Bao Zi woke up and didn't see his own fragrant mother, so he ate breakfast in a depressed mood under the comfort of the maid and nanny. Then, he was taken to the "game room" specially arranged by Lin Qing Yu for Xiao Bao Zi. The walls were painted with cartoon-like sea creatures. The floor was covered with thick carpets, on which were placed wooden toys carved by Lin Qing Yu himself, such as building blocks, small knives, bows and arrows, chessboards, inkstones, etc. There were also various pillows and dolls sewn by Lin Qing Yu himself.

  However, there was no usual liveliness, and Hong E's little bun looked listless, even the background seemed to have withered.

  Hong Hao hung his head and played with the building blocks for a while, then raised his head and stared at the door with his big, round, pure eyes. After looking for a while without seeing his mother, he pitifully lowered his head and started throwing the building blocks up and down.

  He repeated this action many times that morning, and the maids and nannies around him were so touched that they couldn't help but pray in their hearts: Master, please come back soon.

  Lin Qingyu was finally able to get out of bed, and the sun was already high in the sky. Under the service of Mo Jue and Zi Lian, she quickly finished washing up and putting on her makeup.

  When Lin Qingyu walked into the game room where Hong E was playing with a string of beads, he happened to see Hong E staring eagerly at the door. At the moment Lin Qingyu appeared, a dazzling light burst out from his son's eyes, shining so brightly that Lin Qingyu didn't dare look straight at him, and his heart felt a lump.

  "Mom, hug!" The sweet and tender voice mixed with some grievances made Lin Qingyu's heart tighten. Looking at his son stretching out his short and chubby arms for a hug, he quickly took two steps forward and picked up his son, secretly deciding in his heart: From now on, I'll never oversleep again.

  Lin Qingyu held Hong'e and sat down on the chair, stroking her son's fluffy little head, saying: "Baby is so brave, actually playing alone for a whole morning, didn't cry at all, Mama will reward you with a kiss."

  Upon hearing this, Hong E immediately lifted his head and puffed out his chest. His small hands patted his chest, and with a heroic air, he said: "That's right, baby has grown up and is now a little man. Ama says that after growing up a bit more, I can become the first brave warrior of the Qing Dynasty and be a mighty Batu! When he got to this point, Hong E lowered his head and buried it in Lin Jingyu's bosom. His voice was tinged with some inexplicable grievance: "But baby misses Mother so much! Next time, can't you not leave me alone?"

  Lin Qingyu's heart softened, and she was about to agree.

  "Who was it just now that said they've grown up? Still so stuck on Mother, and yet you still want to be the greatest hero of the Qing dynasty, huh?"

  Yin Zhen had actually been waiting at the door for a while, and when he heard this, he lifted the curtain and walked in with big strides. Lin Qingyu was taken aback, well, it seemed that 'listening to the wall corner' was also a hobby of many people.

  Hong Ao heard Ama's voice, turned his head and sweetly called out "Ama". Yin Zhen heard it, although his expression didn't change, but his eyes had already softened. His tone also slightly relaxed as he said: "Hong Ao, answer Ama!"

  Hong E leaned his head to one side and thought for a while before saying: "Although being Batu'ru is important, Mother is more important. So, I've decided, I'll become Batu'ru later, now just having Mother is enough!"

  Lin Qingyu's face lit up with a smile when she heard her son think so highly of himself. Although, as parents, they all hope their children will become dragons, Lin Qingyu is no exception, but isn't Hong'e still young? It's completely possible to wait a few more years before educating him. Besides, someone's heart is not in the wine, it's just sour grapes.

  Then, the mother and son hugged each other, you kiss me once, I kiss you once, Yongzheng looked at the corner of his mouth twitching. In fact, he felt that this feeling was not bad! Okay, Hong'e is a little smaller, so, reluctantly tolerate for a while longer!

  But after holding you for so long and kissing you for so long, it's enough! Are you sure you're not just being abandoned by that carefree mother-son duo?

  "Cough... cough..."

  Yin Zhen let out a light cough, and Lin Qingyu and Hong Ao simultaneously turned their heads around, slightly tilting them as they looked at him. Yin Zhen couldn't help but find it amusing to see the mother-son duo's identical actions, "Fourteenth Brother and Sister's birthday is next month, you'd better prepare!"

  "Good!"

  Yongzheng took Hong'e from Lin's arms and walked out while saying, "Father is going to the study room to teach Hong'e how to read!"

  Lin Qiong Yu: ...Alright, although it's true that he will teach Hong Yao to recognize characters, but he really thinks he doesn't know some small tricks. He not only eats the vinegar of his son sticking to him, but also eats the vinegar of himself playing with Hong Yao alone and leaving him aside. It's really... Lin Qiong Yu felt a bit helpless.

  Thus, in a guy called 'Aixinjueluo' constantly eating flying vinegar, a month's time quickly flowed away.

  This day was the birthday of Madame Wan, and Lin Qingyu had arrived at the Fourteenth Prince's residence early in the morning with Hong'e and the Thirteenth Madame. In the backyard, the atmosphere was lively, with the sisters-in-law chatting with their close friends about the latest gossip in the capital or the latest fashion trends.

  Among so many people present, Lin Qingyu naturally got along best with Shi San Fu Jun, and the two of them were together.

  "Fourth sister, this nephew of Hong Yao is really sturdy and pleasant to look at!" Zhao Jia's wife leaned in front of Hong Yao, stretched out her hands, and coaxed: "Nephew Hong Yao, Auntie San has delicious rice cakes here! Will you give Auntie San a hug?"

  Hong E looked sideways for a while, then said: "Mother is tired, rest!" Then stretched out his hands to hug Zhao Jia's neck, and rushed into her arms, sweetly saying: "Thirteenth Aunt, it's great! Kiss kiss~"

  "Oh my, this little guy knows how to be considerate of his mother, coaxing her into a good mood, he's so well-behaved!" Zhao Jia gently poked Hong Yao's forehead with one finger, and couldn't help but feel delighted! If only she could have given birth to such an adorable child herself, that would be wonderful!

  Lin Qingyu inadvertently caught a glimpse of Nalan Rongruo, saw that her expression was different, and immediately paid attention. She released her spiritual power to scan it, and found that she had already been pregnant for three months. Being able to get pregnant under the eyes of Wanyan's family without making a sound, and hiding it for three months, she indeed has some means.

  They say, is Niū Kètuó's this child the legendary 'Little Pliers'?

  The Empress Dowager seemed to have sensed something, turned her head and stared at Lin Qingyu with a provocative gaze. In her heart, she thought: That damned Lin Qingyu, you snatched my Fourth Prince, I'll snatch your 'Empress' position! Wait until I give birth to Hongli, gain Kangxi's favor, pass the throne to the Fourteenth, and become the mistress of the harem. Then, let's see how I deal with you! It's just a pity about the Fourth...

  If Lin Qingyu knew Nalan's thoughts, she would only say: Miss, you really are thinking too much!

  After searching through a lot of materials, I couldn't find any information on Fourteenth Fu Jin Wan Yan Shi, so I set her birthday in November.