Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

Ting Yu Yuan

"Your servant/your servant pays respects to the concubine and the eldest prince. Good luck to the concubine and the eldest prince."

The servants and maids of Tingyu Garden came forward one after another, their faces showing some pride and they looked much more energetic. They were proud that their master had won the favor of the prince, and they were no longer afraid of being squeezed by the people in the main courtyard when they went out.

"Concubine, eldest prince, you are finally back. I am so happy..."

Jianqiu had been waiting for a month and finally the master she had served since childhood came back. Even the young master had recovered his health. She could still hold back her emotions before they met, but now that she saw him, she burst into tears.

Honghui knew that this was a loyal servant who had never betrayed his mother in his life. He was just not very smart: "Aunt Jianqiu, why are you crying? My mother and I are back, aren't you happy?"

Yixiu personally helped the man up. Honghui was critically ill that day and only Jianqiu was by her side. She contributed a lot to Honghui's rescue.

"Hurry up and get up! I left in a hurry that day, leaving you alone in this Beile Mansion. I wonder if Fu Jin made things difficult for you?"

Jianqiu burst into laughter and said, "Master, how could the concubine care about a small person like me? After the emperor makes the decision for you and the eldest prince, the concubine will not dare to embarrass us in Tingyu Garden."

Jianqiu said very honestly: "I am happy for you and the eldest prince. The master has finally come to an end of all the hardships!"

Yixiu was touched by what she was thinking. She remembered that the Fourth Master had actually let her and her son move to Haitangyuan, which was closest to the front yard, for Honghui's enlightenment. It was obvious that the Master cared about Honghui.

It doesn’t matter if the master doesn’t favor her much. As long as he values ​​Honghui, I will be satisfied.

"The prince has told me to move to Begonia Garden when my master returns. My master's luggage has been packed and the storeroom has been moved there. But I don't know whether my master and the eldest prince are satisfied with the layout of Begonia Garden, so I didn't decide to move in immediately."

Yixiu didn't care about the layout of Haitang Garden. It would definitely be much better than Tingyu Garden. What she cared about was whether the people who served her acted on their own. Jianqiu did a good job.

"Okay, I understand. Is there anything else?" A lot of things must have happened in the mansion after I've been away for a month!

Jianqiu obviously understood his master's thoughts and quickly explained everything that had happened in the past month, including things related to Tingyu Garden, but most of them were matters related to the mansion.

"Master, I heard that the prince and his wife often quarreled, apparently because of the prince's favoritism towards the princess. This month, the prince went to Gangege and Miaoge's rooms to rest several times, and also went to sit with Ligege and Songge. It seems that Qige was taken out on by the prince."

Yixiu seemed to be thinking about something. She finally realized that the master no longer favored her good elder sister alone. She just didn't know if Honghui would still have the same glory as today after the concubine gave birth to a legitimate son?

As for those concubines, they were all Han army banner women. Even if they were pregnant, they could not compare to the eldest prince Honghui, who was born to Manchu banner women.

As the time went by, the mother and son had dinner and went back to their rooms to rest. They had to move to Haitang Garden tomorrow! There was no need to look first.

Honghui lived in the side room next to his mother's. Although the room was not big, it had everything he needed. He also had a small study room for reading, which was prepared by his mother herself.

After hundreds of years, Honghui no longer had any impression of Tingyu Garden. Now, flipping through it and looking there, he felt that the long-lost memories had come back to him.

A few random thoughts flashed through his mind. Looking at the patterns on the pillar, Honghui gradually felt sleepy. When he woke up again, it was already daybreak.

"Brother Honghui, are you awake? The master asked me to help you wash up!"

Seeing Aunt Jianqiu coming, Honghui knew it was time to get up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "Aunt Jianqiu, what time is it now?"

"Brother, don't be in a hurry. It's only past the middle of the morning hour and the master has just woken up. It's not even time for breakfast yet!"

Honghui would not delay and refuse to get up. He still had to pay his respects to his mother. How could he be greedy for this temporary comfort?

After washing, Honghui felt more energetic. He didn't want anyone to carry him and walked very steadily. After only twenty or thirty steps, he saw his mother.

"My son greets his mother!"

Yixiu held him in her arms and kissed him affectionately. This was her most beloved son, her own flesh and blood.

Honghui obediently fulfilled his mother's wish and gave her enough peace of mind. Since that rainy night, his mother always had nightmares, dreaming that he would fall ill and die early.

Honghui had no choice but to remind his mother over and over again that he was still alive and well in this world and had not left her alone.

After breakfast, the two of them stayed in Tingyu Garden to direct the servants to pack up, planning to move into Haitang Garden in the afternoon to avoid any more trouble from the concubine.

Regarding the matter of paying respects, it was not that Yixiu did not abide by the rules of morning and evening visits, but that Fu Jin did not want to see the Fourth Master's women, so she had spread the word early on that she did not need to pay respects on a daily basis and only needed to go to the main courtyard on the first and fifteenth days of the month.

Don’t underestimate Tingyu Garden because it is not big. However, the belongings of the mother and son as well as the luggage of the servants were quite trivial. Even though most of the things had already been moved there, it still took most of the day to pack them up.

The servants of Tingyu Garden went back and forth to Haitang Garden, put down the things in their hands properly, and then returned to continue moving.

The servants in the main courtyard of the Fu Jin Mansion saw the commotion in the mansion and asked a few more questions, "What is this all about?"

The people in Tingyu Garden replied, "The prince asked our master to move to Haitang Garden. He is moving things now!"

The servants in the main courtyard were speechless and ran back to report to the concubine to make the decision. However, this was the prince's idea, so how could the concubine dare to stop him?

It's just that the thunder is loud but the rain is small. Isn't it because they don't dare to go against the master? After hearing about this, Yixiu was a little worried that Fu Jin would come out to cause trouble, but until she moved in, no one from the main courtyard came.

At about mid-afternoon, Yixiu and Honghui, followed by a group of servants, left in a mighty procession. All the things that needed to be moved had been moved away!

Honghui vaguely saw a few women with exquisite clothes looking out from the distance, but he couldn't see their faces clearly. They should be his father's concubines, right?

There is nothing to worry about! Honghui took a quick look and followed his mother's pace. He was small and would not be able to keep up with his mother's pace if he was distracted.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the Begonia Garden was in sight. It was surrounded by red walls and green trees, and there were many Begonia flowers planted in the courtyard.

The ground is covered with flowers as beautiful as snow, which makes people want to wander among them. It looks much more exquisite than Tingyu Garden.

How could my mother bear to give up such a good place? It's so close to the front yard where my father lives!

Now I remembered that the main courtyard where the wife lived was much bigger than this place, twice as big. How could she settle for second best and not live in the main courtyard which symbolized the status of a concubine, but choose to live in Haitangyuan which was closer to Ama?

"Honghui, you still live with mother in the wing room, right next to her. Mother is worried if you live far away."

Honghui perked up, his words and actions showed the childishness of a spoiled child. He shouldn't act too mature at this time, otherwise his mother would feel disappointed.

"Okay! Honghui doesn't want to leave my mother either. If you ask me to live somewhere else, I'd be a little scared!"

Sure enough, Yixiu was no longer sentimental. Instead, she started to tidy up the ear room with great interest. She felt uncomfortable watching the servants tidying up the room. She always wanted to do everything around Honghui herself.

Honghui did not stop his mother's actions. He watched her clean up the side room and then clean up a study room. He even called Aunt Jianqiu excitedly to make some new summer clothes for him.

"I think this lake blue dress is very good. It makes Prince Honghui look fair and tender in it."

"I think the indigo color is nice, and the blue-gray one is also okay. Honghui has grown an inch taller. The ones I cut last year can no longer fit him, and I haven't had time to cut them this year..."

Honghui's ears almost turned red. He realized that if his mother continued talking, it would get dark soon, so he quickly reminded her.

"Mother, please hurry up and cut my son's summer clothes. If you delay any longer, you won't have time to clean your own room. Mother, I want to go to your room, too."

Yixiu was so busy that she didn't notice it was getting late. It was not until Honghui reminded her that she suddenly realized what was going on and went to the main room with Honghui.

Well... it really doesn't suit Mother's preferences. The servants dare not act on their own and can only follow the old rules of Tingyu Garden. However, that is not the arrangement Mother likes.

Yixiu didn't want to make a big fuss. She had been used to living a simple life for the past three years, so she didn't care. "There's no rush to clean up my mother's room. We can take our time to clean it up later. Let's just live here today!"

Honghui didn't want to see his mother wronged herself like this, so he immediately volunteered, "Mother, why don't you let your son clean up for you? You cleaned up the room for me, so I'll clean up for you, too."

Yixiu looked at Honghui with amusement. Why was he so cute? Well, let him fulfill this little wish.

After getting permission, Honghui ordered his servants to start moving, changing here and moving there. In just a quarter of an hour, the main room had changed to a new style, and it looked much more elegant and interesting.

Yixiu was very surprised that her son knew her preferences so well. "Honghui, what do you think? You know me so well. I like the room that Honghui made very much."

Honghui accepted his mother's compliment with a smile, not feeling guilty at all. He had been with his mother for twenty years, so how could he not understand her preferences?

In the room her son had prepared for her, Yixiu had a rare beautiful dream. In the dream, her son had grown up and stood in front of her. He was handsome and elegant, and she liked him just by looking at him.