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

The next day, the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Lady came together to visit, bringing with them several gifts of apology. It was obvious that they were here to apologize.

The Eighth Lady was somewhat reluctant, and perfunctorily bowed to Yixiu, the Concubine, and said, "Concubine, please forgive me for any offense I caused you that day."

Yixiu was a little flattered. She never thought that one day she would be able to see the domineering Eighth Lady bow her head.

"Eighth Lady, you are embarrassing me. I didn't take what happened that day to heart, so why should I forgive or not?" The Fourth Master and her aunt had already made the decision for her. She was already very satisfied, so there was no need for her to keep holding on to it, otherwise people would think she was narrow-minded.

Now that both parties had found a way out, the matter was over. Afterwards, they would pass a message to the palace, and the Yonghe Palace's targeting of the Eighth Prince's Mansion would come to an end.

The Eighth Lady had no intention of staying to talk, but instead left the apology and took the Eighth Prince away. Similarly, the Fourth Master and Yi Xiu did not try to keep them, as long as they could save face.

Honghui only found out about this after school.

"What? Eighth Aunt came to my house today to apologize?" Honghui was extremely surprised. With Eighth Aunt's personality, could she apologize to the concubine whom she despised from the bottom of her heart?

Yixiu was in a good mood. Even if the Eighth Lady was reluctant, it was still an apology.

"How could mother lie to you? The Eighth Prince and the Eighth Lady are here today, and your father is here too. You can ask him later."

Honghui didn't plan to ask his father. Combining the causes and consequences, he could guess that his eighth uncle couldn't withstand his father's offensive and gave in.

He lowered his head, his tone mixed with frustration, "Mother, it's all my fault that I'm too young and can't support you. But don't worry, when I grow up, I will never let you be bullied again!" In this matter, he played no role from beginning to end.

Yixiu hugged her son tightly and comforted him, "How could you not have played any role? It is because of you that the Fourth Master and Auntie would give me, a concubine, so much face and even look for opportunities to retaliate. If it were an ordinary concubine, I'm afraid she would have to grit her teeth and swallow her anger."

Honghui smiled, making his mother think that he had heard everything, but in fact he hadn't.

He had no power, no achievements to show for himself, and even no basic favor from the emperor. Why should others be afraid of him? Even his father often treated him as a child, not a eldest son he could rely on.

He wanted to grow up quickly, even if it was just three or four years older, so that he would have the opportunity to do more things.

There was a period of time in later generations when time travel was particularly popular. Yes, that's the word time travel. They were particularly keen on traveling back in time to the harems of Huang Mafa, Ama and Hongli and having love affairs with the emperor. So the Forbidden City was bustling with people every day, and he also gained a lot of knowledge.

When some young ladies came to the Forbidden City, what they mentioned the most, apart from the concubines who left their names in history, was the so-called essential knowledge for time travel, such as cowpox, soap, glass, etc. They were almost tired of mentioning them.

Unfortunately, he didn't care about these insignificant things before, so he just listened to them briefly. Now when he thinks back on it, he only remembers a general idea. The specific process still needs to be explored carefully, and he doesn't know how many detours he will have to take by then!

Thinking of this, Honghui felt even more regretful. Why didn't he learn more about the lives of later generations? Why did he confine himself to that small place?

"Honghui, Honghui?" Yixiu stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her son. "Honghui, what are you thinking about? How come you didn't hear your mother calling you?"

Honghui smiled slightly, pulled himself out of his regretful thoughts, and said to his mother: "It's nothing, my son was just thinking about the lessons he learned today."

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Ever since the Second Prince's one-month old birthday, Rouze has been in a bad mood. On the one hand, the Second Prince's health was not good, he had a minor illness every three days and a major illness every half a month, which made her feel uneasy; on the other hand, Silang came less often and rested in the backyard more often, and went to Begonia Garden the most often.

The eldest prince of Yixiu's family has brought her so much glory and grace. Now he can study and make progress, but her second prince can only lie in bed and struggle to survive. Not only can he not bring glory to his mother, but she, the biological mother, also has to worry and suffer.

Without the power of housekeeper, Rouze also received less favor. She felt that her life was becoming more and more miserable.

Rouze stroked the guzheng in her hand, playing "Xiangjiang Yuan" over and over again, thinking in her heart, Silang, when can you come to see Wanwan? Wanwan is sincere to you!

At this time, a maid came in and replied: "Fujin, I heard that the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Lady came to the mansion today, and it seems that they came to apologize to the concubine."

"Snap...hiss..." Rouze couldn't help but use more force, and the string broke.

Yixiu was only scolded once, but Silang rushed to defend her and targeted the Eighth Prince for a month. Now the Eighth Prince and his wife came to apologize in person, and they were forced into no choice.

The eighth brother's wife also stood up for her, but it implicated the eighth prince. Silang, Silang, do you still remember that Wanwan is your legal wife?

"Fujin, Fujin, are you okay?"

Rouze came to her senses and sent the little maid away with a few words. She was in no mood to continue arguing with the servant.

Thinking back to a year ago, when she was not pregnant yet, Silang favored her alone, while Yixiu, who had the eldest prince, was completely ignored. How could Yixiu turn things around now? Shouldn't she have taken action against the eldest prince that day? This wrong step would lead to all the wrong steps!

Now her mother is not allowed to come to the house to see her, and even the writing of letters is restricted. This is all Silang's idea. Silang seems to be particularly distrustful of her mother.

Si Lang even said, "Rouzhe, you will be a concubine in the future, and I can put aside the matter of you using Xiji Pills for now, but your mother, Jueluo, must not come to the mansion to see you again. She has bad intentions and will only lead you astray."

She didn't know why Silang had such a grudge against her mother. It was obvious that her mother only cared about her, her only daughter. It was she who took too many Xiji Pills on her own initiative. It had nothing to do with her mother.

However, when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. In order to win back Silang's heart, Rouze can only be obedient in the hope that Silang will calm down as soon as possible.

Just when Rouze was feeling sad and depressed alone in the room, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Fujin, it's bad, the Second Prince suddenly has a high fever again!"

Rouze was startled. How come he had a high fever again after just two days of peace?

She couldn't have children. The Second Prince was her only child. What if something happened? No, don't! Rouze shouted anxiously, "Have you called Dr. Lu? Hurry up, go!"