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

During the New Year period, the Eighth Prince's Mansion was bustling with people coming and going every day, with carriages and horses bustling about, and people paying New Year's greetings and delivering invitations making a huge commotion.

In contrast, the gate of the Fourth Prince's residence was much quieter. Apart from the princes and a few members of the royal family, no one came to pay New Year's greetings. In fact, there were people who handed in invitations, but the Fourth Prince did not like to make friends with the ministers, so he rejected all of them and did not let anyone in.

The Eighth Prince's Mansion and the Fourth Prince's Mansion are next to each other, and the contrast is extremely obvious. I don't know what the servants in the Eighth Prince's Mansion think, but the servants in the Fourth Prince's Mansion always speak with a bit of sourness.

"I heard that people came to Tongjia's mansion today. Even Shun Anyan, the grandson of the late Princess Wenxian and the uncle of the current emperor, came. The mansion of the Eighth Prince is very prosperous."

"And the new prince from Prince Yu's Mansion is here too, and..."

One time, Honghui heard a lot of discussions on his way to the front yard. He turned around and told his father and mother about it. They were punished and reprimanded. From then on, the atmosphere in the mansion improved and no one dared to talk about it in person anymore.

For the servants, it was easier to fool the wife. When the wife was in charge of the household, it was common for them to pass the buck and cover up for each other. However, the concubine was very strict in the household, so they had to do their job seriously and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

They are spoiled! They are all timid. They think that Concubine Fujin can entertain the female relatives and they think that she will be able to take back the housekeeping power sooner or later. So they are unwilling to accept Concubine Fujin's discipline.

After the eighth day of the first lunar month, no one came to visit the mansion, and the Fourth Master, the master, was completely idle.

These days, Honghui goes to the front yard every day. Sometimes he accompanies his father to entertain guests, and sometimes he goes to read. He never has a single day to rest.

A busy daily life does not mean that he can forget the humiliation his mother suffered. Honghui has thought more than once, if he could do better and be a few years older, would he be able to support his mother?

It was not until the twelfth day of the first lunar month, after he returned to Haitang Garden, that he heard a piece of good news that made everyone happy.

"Master, I heard that the Eighth Lady was scolded when she entered the palace yesterday. Her eyes were red and swollen when she came out of the Yanxi Palace. Not only that, she also brought back four palace maids. It is said that the emperor rewarded them because he saw that there was no movement in the backyard of the Eighth Prince."

Jianqiu's voice was extremely excited, and the gloating in her words could not be stopped. The master was humiliated and the servant died. The master was humiliated, and she, a servant, hated the Eighth Lady to the core.

Yixiu and Honghui asked in unison: "Really?"

"It's all true. If you don't believe me, ask Ran Dong. She's well-informed. She found out about this."

Ran Dong smiled and replied, "My Lord, this is indeed true. There was a big commotion in the mansion next door last night, and the Eighth Lady and the Eighth Prince even had a few words."

The mother and son looked at each other, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Honghui couldn't help but say, "The Queen is very wise. She knows that Aunt Eight is bullying Mother, so she came to help her."

Yixiu glared at him. This was a nice thing to say but it was not. "The Emperor obviously sent a maid because the Eighth Prince had no children. This is to relieve the Eighth Lady's worries!"

Mother, please stop talking. What you said sounds very sarcastic.

Jian Qiu was still flattering on the side: "Master is right, the emperor has rewarded people, I believe the Eighth Lady would not dare to deal with them casually, right? There are four bondservant palace maids, if one or two of them make a move, the Eighth Prince will be able to have a son to inherit the throne in the future."

That's not necessarily true! Aunt Eighth was born in Prince An's Mansion. Although Prince An has now been demoted to Prince An by the Emperor, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and Uncle Eighth still has to rely on Aunt Eighth to fight for the throne. At this critical juncture, Uncle Eighth will only keep Aunt Eight steady and will not act rashly to anger Aunt Eighth and Prince An's Mansion.

Another point, Honghui had long suspected that his eighth uncle was inferior to his origin, so he didn't want the palace maid to give birth to his offspring? Of course, it is also possible that his eighth uncle has a physical problem.

There are many speculations made by later generations, and he also listened to them.

From that day on, there was a big commotion in the Eighth Prince's mansion. It was said that the Eighth Lady had a quarrel with the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince was busy coaxing the Lady and socializing with court officials and clan members. His handsome and elegant face looked a little haggard.

One day, then two days, the news of the excitement in the neighboring mansion continued to flow into the Fourth Prince's mansion. Yixiu waited and waited, and after waiting for half a month, she actually received the news that the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Concubine had reconciled.

"I heard that in the past half month, although the Eighth Prince went to other people's rooms, he never asked for water and just slept. The Eighth Prince didn't use any of the four palace maids!"

Ah! Isn't this just fooling the emperor? Is this really possible?

Kangxi said that he was not so idle and did not have time to inquire so carefully about his son's bedroom affairs!

No one knows how the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Lady reconciled, only they themselves know the answer.

That night, Yinsi went to the main courtyard as usual, "Shuhui, I'm here, please open the door, I want to see you."

"Yinsi, please go away. You have gone to other women's rooms. I don't want to see you." The voice coming from inside the room was hoarse and choked with sobs.

"Shuhui, please understand me. The emperor called me over and gave me a beating. I have no choice..."

"Go away! You have forgotten the promise you made to me on our wedding night. It's been less than eight years and you are breaking your promise!"

"I didn't!" Yinsi shouted, then lowered his voice, "Shuhui, of course I remember the promise I made to you, 'I wish to win the heart of one person and stay together till old age', how could I forget it? No matter how much the emperor scolded me, I would not favor other women. Although I went to those men's rooms in the past half month, I just slept there. I have never betrayed you."

Guo Luoluo's voice came closer and closer, and it was obvious that she had come to the door of the room. "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"No, Yinsi has never lied to Shuhui. I can swear to heaven. Shuhui, please let me in. I haven't been able to eat or sleep well in the past half month. I have to get up early every day to attend court. I have lost several pounds. Shuhui, please feel sorry for me, let's make peace!"

The door was opened, and Guo Luoluo threw herself into Yinsi's arms, crying uncontrollably.

"Yinsi, why can't I give birth to a legitimate son for you? That way no one will separate us."

Yinsi looked at Guo Luoluo affectionately, "It doesn't matter, it's just that fate hasn't come yet. Didn't the imperial physician also say that there's nothing wrong with your health? So don't worry, we will have a legitimate son sooner or later..."

That night, the two masters in the Eighth Prince's mansion reconciled. With the Eighth Lady's help, the Eighth Prince could socialize with peace of mind.

It can be seen that the strategy of inflicting pain on oneself can also play a big role if used appropriately!