Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

Yi Ya thought that during this period of time, Yinzhen had relied on his wisdom and hard work to help Kangxi solve his problems and handle all the major and minor affairs of the court, winning a lot of praise.

Yi Ya thought to himself that it was time for him to get more recognition and rewards.

"Master," Yi Ya called softly, with a hint of barely perceptible anticipation and nervousness in her voice, "Do you think the Emperor will take this opportunity to reward you at the banquet tomorrow night?"

Yinzhen turned around when he heard the voice. He walked to Yi Ya's side, gently took her hand, his eyes full of tenderness and determination.

"Yiya, the Emperor's mind is always hard to fathom, and it is not something you and I can easily guess. But no matter what, I will do my best to live up to the Emperor's expectations and your support and trust in me."

Yi Ya felt mixed emotions when she heard this. She naturally hoped that Yinzhen could be named a prince, which would be the best affirmation of his years of hard work and a symbol of their family's glory.

But on the other hand, she was secretly worried that once Yinzhen's status became more prominent, would there be more concubines in the mansion, thus changing their existing peace and harmony.

"Master, I..." Yi Ya hesitated as she was about to speak. In the end, she turned her worries into a sigh, "I just hope that my family is doing well."

Yinzhen gently embraced Yi Ya in his arms, feeling her body temperature and heartbeat, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"Yiya, don't worry. No matter where I am, you will always be the most important person in my heart. As for the affairs of the mansion, I will handle them properly and will never let anyone or anything affect our relationship."

The two embraced each other, and everything around them seemed to be still. Yi Ya looked up at Yin Zhen, her eyes flashing with trust and determination. She knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as long as they walked hand in hand, nothing would be impossible.

"Okay, Master, let's take it one step at a time. I believe in you and I believe in our future." Yi Ya said softly, her tone full of strength and hope.

Yinzhen smiled slightly, with a gentle light in his eyes. "Thank you, Yiya. It is my greatest luck to have you by my side."

……

On a spring afternoon, the sun shines through the window lattice and into the study where Yinzhen and Yi Ya live together. The golden spots of light and the antique furniture complement each other, creating a quiet and warm atmosphere.

The two had just finished an in-depth discussion about all matters in the mansion, and there was still a hint of seriousness and concentration in the air.

Yinzhen gently put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Yiya tenderly, as if he had something to say, but it finally turned into a smile.

He turned to Su Peisheng who was waiting outside the door and said, "Su Peisheng, go to Fu Jin's study and pick out a few books that she likes to read. I will accompany her to calm down."

Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly concealed it, respectfully replied "yes", and turned to leave, his steps revealing his delicate understanding of his master's thoughts.

Yi Ya listened to Yin Zhen's instructions, and a warm current surged in her heart. She looked up at Yin Zhen, her eyes full of tenderness and gratitude. She knew that this was Yin Zhen's unique way of expression, using actions to interpret his care and companionship for each other.

So, she smiled gently and said to Bai Zhu who was standing beside her: "Bai Zhu, go get those account books that have just been sorted out, and I will continue to check them."

Bai Zhu responded immediately after hearing this, and turned to the cabinet next to the bookshelf, his movements light and quick. After a while, he returned to Yi Ya with the account book in his arms, gently placed it on the table, and then quietly stepped aside so as not to disturb his master's work.

The study room regained its tranquility, but this tranquility was full of warmth and harmony. Yinzhen took the book from Su Peisheng, sat on a soft couch next to Yi Ya, and began to read.

He occasionally looked up at Yi Ya who was concentrating on using the abacus, his eyes full of tenderness and appreciation.

Yi Ya was completely immersed in the world of account books. Her fingers jumped on the abacus, making rhythmic sounds, like a melodious song.

Her face was filled with seriousness and concentration, but when she occasionally looked up at Yinzhen, the tenderness and happiness in her eyes could not be concealed.

The couple were busy with their own things, not disturbing each other, but invisibly forming a warm picture. They enjoyed this rare tranquility and company in their own way, as if the whole world had stopped.

Time has lost its meaning here, leaving only the faint scent of ink and the crisp sound of abacus, interweaving into a warm melody that belongs to them.