Chapter 011

Chapter 011

When the little milk dragon was picked up, he flailed a couple of times but still couldn't escape his imperial father's grasp, so he just pouted and stayed silent.

"Hmm?" Kangxi, holding Baocheng by the collar, sat down and cradled him in his arms, his eyes questioning.

Even without asking, Kangxi already knew.

But Baocheng thought it was his little secret, something he shouldn't casually reveal to his imperial father.

"Nothing, Imperial Father," he whispered softly, unaware that his little secret had already been seen through by the adults.

"Do you really like her that much?" Kangxi's voice was low and serious.

The little milk dragon, who had been reluctant to speak, immediately fell for the trap, "Yes, yes!" After nodding, he quickly covered his little mouth with his chubby hands, clearly trying to hide it.

Facing his imperial father's knowing gaze, the little milk dragon panicked. How did Imperial Father know!

He had hidden it so well and hadn't told a soul!

But thinking there was someone to share his little secret with, someone he deeply trusted—his imperial father—he hesitated for a moment but couldn't help confessing honestly.

It turned out Su Yi hadn't shown up for the past few days.

Su Yi's presence had been very familiar to the little milk dragon since his birth. As soon as Su Yi appeared, he could sense her immediately, even if he couldn't see her. He just had a feeling that she was watching him.

He had kept this little secret well hidden.

But a few days ago, the presence that appeared daily disappeared, and it hadn't returned for several days. He wanted to send someone to look for her, but he knew that wasn't possible.

At night, he finally broke down, but the maids were at a loss.

However, now that Imperial Father seemed to know as well, the little milk dragon suddenly felt like he had found a group to belong to and started talking.

"Perhaps she was delayed by something and couldn't come. Baocheng, you don't need to worry too much," Kangxi said. This ghost came and went as she pleased and was quite powerful. It was unlikely that anything had happened to her.

He had once visited a renowned and deeply spiritual master, asking if he could detect any evil spirits haunting him. The master shook his head, saying it was all fate, a matter of cause and effect.

Although this ghost hadn't shown any ill intentions in the past three years, Kangxi couldn't help but remain wary of things he couldn't control.

If she left on her own and never returned, it might not be a bad thing.

Thinking to himself, he decided to assign Baocheng more homework and tasks to keep him too busy to think about this matter. After some time, he would forget about it.

The little milk dragon, unaware that his dear imperial father was already planning to increase his workload, replied innocently, "Is that so, Imperial Father?" His eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Baocheng, aren't you scared?" Kangxi avoided Baocheng's question and instead asked if he was afraid.

The chubby, dumpling-like face looked even cuter when he smiled, soft and milky. He thought for a moment, unsure how to express it, but still firmly said, "I just really like her, not scared, and she won't hurt me."

She smelled sweet and fragrant, very much like his mother's scent, but Imperial Father said his imperial mother was no longer here. He didn't have an imperial mother...

Kangxi reached out and gently patted the little milk dragon's head without saying a word.

It was already late at night by the time the little one was willing to sleep. The little one was restless in his sleep, whimpering and crying for someone to hold him in the middle of the night.

"Liang Jiugong, who in the harem do you think would be suitable to be Baocheng's imperial mother?" Kangxi, after leaving the crown prince's quarters, threw a deadly question at Liang Jiugong.

It nearly scared Liang Jiugong's heart to a stop, and he quickly knelt down, "Your Majesty, how could this servant dare? Your Majesty, please spare this old bone."

Whether it's the little crown prince or the concubines in the harem, it's not something a mere servant can comment on!!

"It was just a casual question; why are you so nervous?" Kangxi didn't expect the old man to come up with anything substantial. Every woman in the harem aspires to be the empress, but none are deemed suitable.

Baocheng is still young. Once an empress is established, how could the Hesheli family remain calm?

Liang Jiugong couldn't help but panic—this could easily be a matter of life and death. "Your Majesty, this humble servant is timid and easily frightened."

A few more scares like this, and his old bones wouldn't be able to take it.

"Alright, you may leave." Kangxi was amused by his distressed face and waved him off.

"Yes, Your Majesty." This time, Liang Jiugong responded particularly briskly and quickly went outside to wait.

Yikun Palace

"You're saying the Emperor didn't go anywhere?" Concubine Niohuru closed her eyes, enjoying Yujing's massage, her voice soft and tinged with laziness.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The Emperor did not choose any consort tonight." Yujing continued her massage, smiling as she replied.

She thought to herself that now Her Majesty could rest assured; the Emperor was genuinely occupied with state affairs and hadn't been enticed by any young noblewoman.

However, Concubine Niohuru wasn't as pleased as one might expect.

She still felt that Kangxi's gaze when he left was somewhat off, but she couldn't pinpoint what might have upset him. She had already gone over everything she said after seeing Kangxi, and she hadn't said anything that would displease him.

At that time, Kangxi could only see that she was daydreaming.

Kangxi is truly difficult to please. Could it be that gentle and warm approaches are ineffective in winning his favor?

Niohuru Residence

Recently, a joyous event occurred at the Niohuru residence: the young lady who had been in a coma for three years woke up a few days ago.

Not only did she wake up, but she also hasn't fallen back into a coma for several days and no longer vomits blood. The doctor diagnosed her as being in good health, just needing some recuperation after lying down for so long.

This made Shushujueluo overjoyed. Her youngest daughter had been lying half-dead on the bed for three years, like a living corpse. If the doctor hadn't said there was still breath, she might have given up hope.

With one daughter unseen in the palace and another unconscious, if it weren't for A Ling'a, Shushujueluo wouldn't know how to persevere.

Bayala was also pleased with Su Yi's awakening. With her finally awake, the clan was preparing to send another girl into the palace. Su Yi's awakening at this time was indeed a good thing.

If a branch family member were sent in and gained influence, it would create competition with Concubine Niohuru. Although they are sisters, there's still a difference between close sisters and branch family members.

Not to mention, Su Yi has grown into a stunning beauty. Even after lying in bed for three years, her beauty hasn't diminished. The previously selected branch family girl couldn't compare.

The Niohuru family naturally needed to reconsider.

Su Yi, having wandered outside for three years, was somewhat reluctant to return. But now that her body was almost fully recovered, it was time to go back. In her previous state, she could only watch others eat, and she couldn't even touch the little milk dragon or the little beauties.

It was truly heartbreaking.

Now that she's awake, Su Yi is surrounded by a group of little beauties fussing over her, each speaking softly and gently. This feeling made Su Yi somewhat euphoric; this was the life she wanted.

Eating and drinking, surrounded by a group of little beauties, one telling stories, another singing tunes, another feeding grapes, and yet another fanning her.

Just thinking about it makes Su Yi's heart race.

Meanwhile, the news of her awakening also reached Yikun Palace, and Concubine Niohuru found out.

"You're saying Min Yi has woken up?"