The Softhearted Green Tea Sixth Prince [Qing Transmigration]

Also known as: How I Use My Cuteness to Save the Fragile Bonds Between My Mother and Brother, and Between My Brother and Me “Congratulations, Consort De. You’ve given birth to the Sixth Prince.” The moment Yin Zuo was born, his mind buzzed. Consort De? The Sixth Prince? I’ve become the short-lived Yin Zhuo, who only has six years left to live in this lifetime!!! Yin Zhuo quickly set three little goals for his short life: First: cling to my older brother’s coattails! Second: live to a ripe old age! Third: mend the relationship between my brother and Mother, and with my unfortunate little brother who hasn’t been born yet! Everyone in the imperial palace knew that Sixth Prince Yin Zhuo, with his soft, delicate little face and personality like a sticky rice ball, was devoted to his full older brother, Yin Zhen. The first words he learned to say were “Fourth Brother.” Once he learned to walk, he followed Fourth Brother everywhere. Whenever there was something tasty or fun, Fourth Brother was the first person he thought of. But Yin Zhen had been a little block of ice since childhood. No matter how much his younger brother clung to him, he wouldn’t thaw, keeping him at arm’s length. Even Kangxi felt sorry for Little Sixth. Yet when the little rice ball Yin Zhuo fell ill, Yin Zhen was the one who worried most. Holding his little brother in his arms, his eyes bloodshot, he wouldn’t let anyone touch him. Once the little rice ball recovered, the block of ice had melted into a pool of spring water, unbelievably gentle. By then, Yin Zhuo had won the affection of all his brothers with his personal charm. But the people always surrounding him were the very people Yin Zhen disliked: Third Brother! Eighth Brother! Ninth Brother! Don’t you all have younger brothers of your own? Go back and ask your mothers to have more children for you to play with! After his unlucky little brother, Fourteenth, was born, he somehow started clinging to Sixth Brother all day too. Yin Zhen’s face darkened again. In our past life, you fought me for the throne. In this one, you’re fighting me for Yin Zhuo! Yin Zhuo had a massive headache. Uh! It seemed like the third goal wasn’t going to happen. Please note: 1. This is a heartwarming story focused on healing family bonds, featuring beautiful brotherly affection and a warm mother-son relationship. The protagonist won’t take part in the succession struggle. The story focuses on childhood and may not follow the characters into adulthood. 2. This is an alternate history, so please don’t nitpick the historical details. If it’s not to your taste, feel free to leave. You don’t need to tell me you’re dropping it, but please don’t attack the author personally. 3. Thanks to the kind B Shui user who made the picture available for all authors to use. Please don’t mention other stories in my comments and insult me without understanding the situation. Theme: May we reclaim all the beautiful things we’ve lost in life