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

Snow flakes were falling all over the sky, and the biting cold wind blew on his body, and Honghui couldn't help but shiver.

"Honghui, what are you doing outside? It's freezing cold, it would be bad if you catch a cold!"

Mother's voice came from inside the house. Honghui did not reply, but rushed forward and threw himself directly into Ama's arms, "Ama, it's snowing! Why are you here? Mother said you had something important to do. Have you finished it?"

Yinzhen forced a smile, raised his left hand gently, and stroked his eldest son's little face, "Father has finished his work, so I came..."

He was interrupted before he could finish his words!

"Father, why is your right hand bleeding? Didn't Eunuch Su bandage it for you?" He noticed it at a glance.

Honghui raised his voice, his tone anxious and worried, "Mother, come quickly, Ama's hand is injured and it's still bleeding!"

Yixiu rushed out to greet him and grabbed the injured right hand. The bloodstains looked particularly shocking. She felt distressed and anxious, and looked at the Fourth Master with disapproval in her eyes.

"Master, why didn't you bandage your wound? Su Peisheng, how did you serve him? Jianqiu, go call the palace doctor!"

Yinzhen suddenly felt embarrassed, and averted his eyes guiltily, letting Yixiu and her son pull him into the warm house. Su Peisheng followed behind from a distance, not daring to explain anything, and only dared to smile.

"Master, no matter how angry you are, you must not ignore your own body! This wound is obviously caused by you. If my aunt saw it, she would be very distressed!"

"Father, you taught your son, 'Your body and hair are given by your parents, so you must not damage them.' But when it comes to you, why can't you remember it?"

"Grandpa..." "Ama..." "Grandpa..." "Ama..."

After a series of mumblings, Yinzhen really regretted it. He should have asked Su Peisheng to bandage his wound before coming to Haitang Garden. This mother and son are too nagging!

But a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the haze in his heart was blown away. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten Rouze's existence.

Looking at the mother and son surrounding him, Yinzhen suddenly felt valued. Xiaoyi and Honghui, mother and son, noticed at a glance that his hand was injured!

Then, the corners of his mouth drooped. In the main courtyard in the second half of the afternoon, Rouze didn't seem to notice that his right hand was injured and bleeding?

Yinzhen thought about it carefully and realized that Rouze was only thinking about asking him to calm down, and she really didn't notice his injured right hand, let alone show any concern.

He felt a little disappointed. Rouze had been very considerate in the past, but when the time came, she only cared about herself.

"hiss!"

A sharp pain awakened Yinzhen's consciousness. He looked down and found that it was Xiaoyi who was cleaning his wound personally.

Yixiu's movements were extremely cautious. The handkerchief stroked her gently and delicately, and she consoled her, "Master, please bear with it. The bloodstains have frozen. You need to wash them with warm water before you can bandage them. Fortunately, your wound has stopped bleeding a long time ago, otherwise you would have to stop the bleeding first before you can apply the medicine."

She thought the court doctor's movements were too rough and did not allow him to do it, for fear of hurting the Fourth Master.

After the wound was cleaned, the medicine prepared by the government doctor was applied, and then it was wrapped with gauze in circles. The wound was considered to be properly treated.

Yixiu heaved a sigh of relief, and finally had the mood to pay attention to Su Peisheng who was huddled in the corner, "Su Peisheng, you must remember to change the medicine for Lord Beile, and persuade him more often on weekdays, and don't let Lord Beile ignore his own health again."

Su Peisheng came forward and said with a smile: "I will listen to Concubine Concubine, Master. My words may not be pleasant to hear, but I am loyal to you. If you are hurt, I will feel sad too."

Yinzhen touched his nose with his left hand uncomfortably, trying to change the subject, "Honghui, Father hasn't come to see you for a long time, you look much better."

Honghui gave his father this face, so that his father would not get angry after being scolded for a long time. "My son is in the growth stage, and the meals in the small kitchen are very suitable for his taste. Besides, you once asked him to exercise more after studying every day, so my son dare not slack off."

Yixiu smiled and added: "Master, Honghui is in much better shape than before. He hasn't been sick since the beginning of this winter. This shows that burying oneself in study every day is not a good idea. It is the right thing to do to combine literature and martial arts."

The more Yinzhen listened, the happier he became. Having a legitimate son who could die young at any time, he increasingly realized how important the health of his children was.

"Yixiu, you've done a great job. I feel relieved to leave Honghui in your care. As you know, the Second Prince is not well, and Honghui will be the face of the mansion in the future, so we can't let our guard down."

Yixiu showed a worried look at the right time. Even if she didn't place anyone in the main courtyard, there was a constant stream of bad news every day. The Fourth Master asked the Emperor to find an old doctor who was good at taking care of children for the Second Prince. The old doctor stayed in the mansion and didn't dare to leave the Second Prince's side for a moment.

"Master, with Dr. Lu here, the Second Prince will definitely get better, don't worry too much."

Yinzhen smiled bitterly. If the second prince had any hope of growing up, he would not be so angry and disappointed with Rouze. "Thanks to your good words, I now only hope that our ancestors will bless us and save the second prince's life."

Princes who died young would not even have a name, let alone be recorded in the royal genealogy. They could only be placed in small coffins and buried, with no mounds or trees planted on the ground, leaving no trace, so there would be no offerings or incense, and they would be buried alone in the ground, unable to rest in peace.

As it happened, Yixiu also thought of this. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes, thinking of Honghui's life being in danger. If it weren't for her son's good fortune, he would have been hastily buried and no record would have been left in history.

Yixiu held her son in her arms out of fear, and only felt relieved after feeling the warmth of that little body.

Honghui was unexpectedly hugged. The posture was extremely awkward because he and his father were sitting on one side, and his mother was sitting opposite.

He asked in confusion: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, mother just wants to hug you." Yi Xiu realized her own gaffe, and first comforted the Fourth Master with her eyes, then let go of her son's body and pretended nothing had happened.

Yinzhen guessed why Yixiu lost her composure, and stretched out his injured right hand, patting her a few times as if to comfort her. The pain of losing a child was something that parents like them could not even imagine. It must have been an unforgettable pain!

“Gu…” “Gu…”

First Honghui, then Yinzhen, both of their stomachs roared with hunger, which suddenly awakened Yixiu from her sadness.

"Jianqiu, hurry up, why don't you serve the meal? Your master and young master are waiting for the meal!"