Honghui is the eternal pain in Sifujin's heart.

Seeing that Hongchang and Tongxuan occupied the position of Honghui at the beginning, it was fake to feel sour.

If he has another son, he must also cherish Honghui as much as he treats, how can Hongchang have anything to do with them?

In the final analysis, it's still my own stomach that doesn't fight.

Every time I look at Hongchang and Tongxuan jumping around, smart and clever, I feel unwilling.

Why is it that other people's children are fine, but her children are destined to die young?

What did her Honghui do wrong? What did she do wrong again?

Mama Sun couldn't see that Si Fujin was so sad, and proposed: "If Fujin really wants a child, why not let Ruan Gege give birth to one, and then ask for the child over, after all, the third elder brother was raised by Li Fang Fujin for a period of time, and this time he was raised by Fujin himself, and he must be smarter than the third elder brother." ”

Sifu Jin frowned, dissatisfied: "This Ruan family is useless, he hasn't said a little news after entering the mansion for so long, and he doesn't even have one-tenth of the Li family's favor, how can he let her have a child?" ”

In fact, Sifujin still has a little selfishness in her heart, she herself is still young, and she still has time to give birth to a child, how can she be willing to let others give birth to her grandfather?

Fortunately, the Ruan family has no children, and his heart can be more balanced.

It's just that this Ruan family is useless, and he can't catch the master's heart until now, and he wasted so much thought for her in vain.

Mama Sun slandered in her heart, this Ruan family was not ambiguous at all when she climbed into bed, why couldn't she compete with Li Fangfujin?

Alas, it is still everyone's life.

Prince Yong returned to the study from the backyard and went to the door, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound from inside, and he suddenly glanced at Su Peisheng with a sharp glance.

Su Peisheng hurriedly lowered his head and replied cautiously: "Master, it was the eldest brother of the Thirteenth Master's Mansion who was inside, and said that he was looking for you, so the slave let him go in and wait." ”

Prince Yong didn't say anything more, pushed open the door, and walked in.

What caught the eye was Hongchang's small body sitting on the ground, with tears in his eyes, and the blue and white plum bottle with twig patterns fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, but Hongchang was holding a picture scroll in his hand.

Seeing the tall figure of Prince Yong standing at the door against the light, looking at him with cold eyes, Hongchang's small body shook and lowered his eyes weakly.

Prince Yong walked over slowly, squatted down beside Hongchang, looked at the porcelain shattered to the ground, and then looked at his evasive gaze: "What's the matter?" ”

Hongchang timidly raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that he couldn't see joy and anger on his face, but he was still a little scared, and said glutinously: "Fourth, fourth uncle, Hongchang is wrong. ”

When the words fell, tears hung in the corners of his eyes and couldn't fall, so pitiful.

Prince Yong sighed in his heart, reached out and touched his head, picked him up, sat on the chair, put him on his lap, saw the scroll he held tightly in his two small hands, and asked casually: "What's wrong?" Why do you touch these things without permission? What about the minions around you? ”

Hongchang hugged the picture scroll tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that the other party would take it away, and replied with a crying voice: "Hongchang wants to see Eniang, this is Eniang, the fourth uncle, Hongchang is wrong, don't snatch Eniang away, Hongchang begs you." ”

Prince Yong was stunned for a moment, looked at his little face crying flowers, and then looked at the picture scroll he was holding in his arms, and frowned: "Your mother?" ”

Hongchang nodded heavily, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked: "Hongchang saw it, this is Eniang, it was Ama who gave it to the fourth uncle." ”

After a moment of silence, Prince Yong stretched out his hand.

Hongchang shook his head, his chubby little face was tangled, and he refused to let go.

Yongzheng stared at him with faint eyes.

Hongchang pursed his mouth, wanted to cry, but held back, and reluctantly gave the scroll to Prince Yong.

Prince Yong took the scroll, glanced at Hongchang lightly, and slowly opened the scroll.

Hongchang forgot to cry, looked at this scene with wide eyes, and tried to look into the painting, but suddenly his brows furrowed together, and his eyes were dazed.

Prince Yong touched his head and continued to ask, "Who is this?" ”

Hongchang glanced up at Prince Yong, and then at the person in the painting, his little face was entangled, and he wanted to cry again: "Eniang......"

"Is she your mother?" Prince Yong had a smile in his eyes, looking at his aggrieved, sad and confused little appearance.

"Woo wow...... Hongchang suddenly cried, lying in the arms of Prince Yong, crying breathlessly: "I want Eniang...... I want my mother...... E-niang don't want a big treasure......"

Hearing the name Dabao, Prince Yong's eyebrows wrinkled subconsciously, and then he stretched out, looked at Hongchang's sad appearance, and reached out to pat his back: "Manly man, how can you cry at every turn?" ”

His voice was cold, with a reprimand, Hongchang was still crying sadly, his little body twitched and twitched, his little hands clutched Prince Yong's clothes, and his chest was dirty with snot and tears.

Prince Yong's brows furrowed again, he reached out and hit his little buttocks, and scolded: "Don't cry anymore!" ”

He didn't use his strength, but the man's strength was already great, Hongchang was beaten, and his tears suddenly flowed more fiercely, but he closed his mouth tightly and didn't dare to cry anymore.

Prince Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to put the painting away, when his eyes suddenly fell on the woman in the painting, and he paused.

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with bright eyes and bright teeth, full of smiles, childish eyebrows and eyes, delicate and lovely, Prince Yong's heart moved strangely.

After a few glances at the woman in the painting, Prince Yong retracted his gaze, re-rolled the painting, and put it back in the blue and white porcelain urn.

Putting Hongchang on the chair, Prince Yong looked at him and asked him lightly: "Do you want to see Eniang?" ”

Hongchang chick nodded like a peck of rice, his eyes were full of longing.

Prince Yong smiled faintly, laid out rice paper on the bookcase, took out the wolf's hair, and began to paint.

Hongchang looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, looking at the lines of Prince Yong's pen, full of curiosity.

Until a familiar person gradually appeared in front of him, Hongchang's eyes were full of tears again, his mouth was curled, he wanted to cry, and he thought that the fourth uncle had just not allowed him to cry, so he hurriedly held back, staring at the person in the painting without blinking.

After receiving the wolf's hair, Prince Yong waited for the ink to dry and looked at Hongchang: "Do you like it?" ”

Hongchang nodded indiscriminately, with tears in the corners of his eyes, but he smiled, his eyes were full of starlight: "Thank you, Fourth Uncle." ”

Prince Yong carried him to the ground and patiently instructed him: "In the future, no one is allowed to touch things again, be careful of hurting yourself." ”

Hongchang nodded again and again, smiling brightly.

At this time, Su Peisheng came in: "Master, the letter from the Thirteenth Master is here." ”

Prince Yong took the letter handed by Su Peisheng, opened the letter, read it at a glance, and frowned suddenly.

When Su Peisheng saw it, he chuckled in his heart, couldn't it be that the thirteenth master had an accident?

But he didn't dare to ask about these things, so he hung his head busily.

Prince Yong groaned, put the letter in his sleeve, turned his head and saw Hongchang looking at his sleeve, suddenly smiled, and asked, "Miss Ama?" ”

Hongchang's eyes widened and he nodded vigorously.

Prince Yong touched his head and comforted: "Your grandma and Eniang can't come back now, but one day she will come back, you must know that your grandma and Eniang are always thinking about you and Tongxuan." ”

Hongchang's eyes lit up and he grinned.

Su Peisheng looked at it and sighed in his heart, the master really spoiled the children in the thirteenth master's mansion.

In the past, the Fu Jin was also so favored by the master, and the child was like this, is this because of the thirteenth master, or because of that one? ?

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