Chapter 40 Sleeping Together

  As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yongyuan regretted it and couldn't help but carefully raise his head to glance at his imperial father, thinking about whether he should quickly admit his mistake before his imperial father got angry.

  It was really too careless of him. He felt that he shouldn't have lost his vigilance due to the emperor's previous indulgence and compromise. His imperial father, no matter what, was an emperor after all. Some words might be acceptable between ordinary fathers and sons, but in front of an emperor, they would become a crime.

  Long Hui smiled slightly and said nothing about Yong Hui's obvious arrogance and his inch-by-inch provocative actions, which would have been enough to behead someone else.

  With his finger gently wiping away the crumbs from Yong Hui's mouth, Long Huan Tian calmly asked in return: "Then what do you think I would be?"

  Yong Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and for a while, he didn't know how to respond. He had already imagined many possibilities and countermeasures in his mind beforehand, but the Emperor's actions still exceeded his expectations.

  "Huang Ama is just Huang Ama, what else can it be...", with a dissatisfied pout, Yong Xuan still used an answer that wasn't really an answer to sidestep Long Yintian's question, and this way of responding was also very suitable for a child of his age, of course, all of this was intentional.

  Long Hui didn't continue this topic because Yongyuan's answer had basically satisfied him and continuing would have no meaning.

  To be honest, this is the first time Long Yintian has been able to spend such a long time alone with Yongheng, and his understanding of Yongheng has become more comprehensive as a result. He had always thought that Yongheng was just a stubborn and introverted child, but everything that happened today completely overturned his impression, even to the point where he could say it was a little surprising.

  He refocused his attention on food, and this time, Yongyuan had grown in memory, no longer excessively indulging himself. He felt that Emperor Ama seemed to like him very much, so all he needed to do was think of ways to make this liking continue, or even magnify it as much as possible.

  Because he was very clear that in the imperial palace, what was most secure was not status or wealth, but the emperor's favor, so no matter what, he had to think of a way to make Emperor Ama like him and care about him.

  Although at this point, his fourth brother Yongyan did a good job, but the degree of that distance from what he wanted to achieve was still some distance away, so he had to take another step closer.

  Yong Xuan was eating and suddenly became dazed. Long Yitian couldn't help but ask, "Yong Xuan, what are you thinking about?"

  Long Hanyan's words suddenly interrupted Yong Tian's thoughts, he tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and made an effort to show a more obvious tired look. "Oh, nothing, I just feel a bit sleepy, so...I really want to sleep..."

  It's clear that Yongyuan is just pretending, but Long Yitian doesn't mind. Although for a child, it's already almost perfect, but that small flaw still exists. Age and experience are the hard wounds that Yongyuan cannot make up for at present.

  However, Long Yintian could also see that Yong Xuan was indeed a bit tired, so he simply picked him up and walked towards the bedroom, "Since you're tired, don't bother anymore, just stay here tonight."

  After eating and drinking his fill, Yong Xuan also felt the drowsiness getting thicker. Being able to stay in Yangxin Hall was something he had been longing for, so he didn't refute Long Yintian's words at all. In his opinion, whatever rules and etiquette there were, as long as he could achieve his goals, everything else was irrelevant.

  For the time being, let Yong Xuan sleep in his own bedroom. Long Yintian then got up and left, walking straight towards the direction of the imperial study.

  After all, because of Yongyuan's relationship, he had already spent nearly an entire afternoon, and those officials waiting to be summoned were probably getting impatient. Moreover, there was still a large pile of memorials that hadn't been reviewed, and if he didn't hurry up, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

  Kuro Neko Shura's Divider Line

  He put the last memorial on the table, Long Yitian rubbed his sore shoulders and casually asked Wu Shu who was standing beside him, "What time is it now?"

  "Reporting to Your Majesty, the latest chapter of 'Shooting the Peach Blossom' has just been released." Wu Shu came back on duty and replied, although he saw Long Yintian's movements, but he knew better than to go forward and help, because he was very clear that Long Yintian had never liked others to get close to him rashly, even including the concubines in the harem, only those few princes were an exception.

  Long Hui went back to his bedroom as usual after drinking a few mouthfuls of tea, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly remembered that there was still a little guy in his bedroom. He asked while walking: "Is Yong Xuan asleep?"

  "The Eighth Prince went to sleep after using the toilet in the evening, and afterwards both Empress Dowager and Imperial Noble Consort Jiayi sent people to ask about it. I replied according to your intention." With just a simple sentence, Wu Shucai clearly explained what had happened that night. He knew he didn't need to say much more because this wise emperor would definitely understand.

  "Empress Dowager...", Long Yitian thought for a moment and understood the key point. Although both Jia Gui Fei and Empress Dowager came for the sake of Yong Xuan, their starting points were different. However, since someone wanted to take the lead, he might as well give them an opportunity. As for how far they could go, it still depended on their individual abilities.

  He smiled faintly at this, and directly issued an edict, which would also avoid some troublesome matters. "Wu Shu, tomorrow morning you will transmit my oral decree, and have the Eighth Prince move to Nurturing Heart Palace to reside."

  After Yongyi moved out of the palace to build his own mansion, Yongqi and Yongrui also followed the imperial edict to move into Yangxindian. At that time, no one thought much about it because there was a precedent, but this time Yongzhao had only been in the Grand Secretariat for a year, and at such a young age, he was already learning about government affairs, which seemed a bit too early. The reason behind this is difficult to understand without making people think more.

  Wu Shulai took the order very succinctly, but his doubts grew more and more. He couldn't understand what this emperor wanted to do now. With this edict, the harem would definitely be in turmoil again. But hadn't it just been peaceful for less than two months? Did the emperor not like the peace and quiet of the harem? (Can't help but say, you're really something...)

  After entering the bedroom, Long Yitian dismissed the servants by his side and walked softly to the bedside. Looking at Yongheng's defenseless sleeping face, his mood also improved for no reason.

  In terms of appearance, Yongyuan is not the most outstanding among the many princes, but he is very pleasing to the eye. It's clear that he has inherited all the advantages of his mother's looks, except for the heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which is almost identical to Long Yitian's.

  He reached out with the palm of his hand and gently stroked Yong Huan's cheek, and Long Yitian could clearly feel a strange and indescribable feeling rising from the bottom of his heart. He had experienced this feeling before, but it was only the second time it was so strong, and the first time was when he was with his imperial brother in his past life.

  "Perhaps it's because of blood ties...", Long Yintian felt that this was the only explanation that made sense, and besides, he had always only had this feeling when facing his closest blood relatives, never with strangers who were completely unrelated to him.

  The intense drowsiness made Long Yitian give up the idea of continuing to explore, he directly took off his clothes, lifted the quilt and got in, then habitually stretched out his hand to pull Yong Hui into his arms. Although he had now completely accepted all kinds of common sense in this world, the habits that were imprinted on his soul would probably never change.

  Yongyuan, who was sleeping soundly, seemed dissatisfied that his beautiful dream had been disturbed. He subconsciously twisted his body and frowned slightly, then leaned towards the only source of warmth beside him, wrapping his arms and legs around the person before falling back asleep.

  As for Yong Xuan's unconscious dependence, Long Yintian actually liked it. In his opinion, close relatives should be closer to each other, which is conducive to the cultivation of emotions, especially the relationship between father and son, which is more subtle than that between brothers.

  Although he indeed accepted the memories of Qianlong, at the same time he had several things that he couldn't understand. That is, why the father of this body, Yongzheng Emperor, and his children would be so estranged, which was not conducive to cultivating and controlling the children.

  However, he wouldn't mind other people's ways of doing things, as long as everything is done according to his own views.

  Looking at Yong Xuan's appearance, Long Yitian smiled slightly, pulled the quilt on his body tight, and then adjusted his posture slightly. He hugged the little person in his arms and gradually fell asleep.