Yinreng was extremely shameless and brazenly honest.

Shi Xiuzhu suddenly felt that the food on the table no longer tasted good. He was filled with regret, wondering why he had been born into the wrong family.

If I were still a man, would I have a beautiful wife and young children by my side now?

“I didn’t come here to watch you two show off your love,” Shi Xiuzhu said.

Yinreng, on the contrary, felt a surge of appetite. He said, "I know you're here to laugh at me and wait for me to be deposed."

Shi Xiuzhu took a deep breath and exhaled, then took another deep breath and exhaled.

"I'm full." Shi Xiuzhu put down his chopsticks.

Yinreng then added, "Take care, and don't bother seeing me off."

Shi Xiuzhu was half-chased and half-pushed away, but he felt much lighter on the way back.

He's given all the necessary reminders. As long as Yinreng doesn't get too caught up in the deep bond between father and son in the royal family, he won't panic no matter what they do.

If the Crown Prince, whom all the ministers admire, could be so easily deposed, wouldn't he have lived these past thirty years in vain?

The Eighth Prince's residence was divided into three parts, forming a tripartite balance.

The Eighth Prince and his wife sat facing each other, while the two princesses bestowed by Emperor Kangxi knelt on the cushions, obediently bowing their heads.

"Your Highness is so blessed," said the Eighth Prince's wife.

The Eighth Prince dared not look at the two concubines kneeling before him, but he couldn't help but smile and reach out to take the Eighth Princess's hand.

The Eighth Prince's Consort looked at him sarcastically, her hands clasped in front of her abdomen: "I congratulate you first, Your Highness. However, the imperial physician just examined my pulse yesterday and advised me to drink less strong tea to calm my mind and nourish my energy. Therefore, I will not drink the tea offered by my two younger sisters."

It was customary in the inner quarters for concubines to serve tea to the mistress. Only after the mistress drank the tea was it considered that she acknowledged their status.

Even if a concubine was bestowed by Emperor Kangxi, if the Eighth Prince's wife did not accept the tea, their status in the Prince's mansion would be illegitimate.

The two young girls, who had been overjoyed to be entering the Eighth Prince's household and marrying such a gentle and refined man, were now pale with fright, their eyes brimming with tears, afraid of breaking another taboo.

Knowing that the Eighth Prince valued his primary wife, they hadn't expected to gain favor and compete with her. But they couldn't afford to be disliked by both the primary wife and the prince right from the start.

"This servant knows my lowly status and dares not let the Princess Consort be unwell. The Princess Consort is kind and gentle; you can simply lift the tea lid." The princess kneeling on the left was bolder.

Another princess who entered the room with her was trembling almost imperceptibly.

The Eighth Prince's wife's lips curled up as if she were smiling, but her eyes were icy cold.

"Since you know your lowly status, you should know that when your masters speak, servants can only kneel and listen to their instructions. Are you so bold because you think you have the confidence to be appointed to the Prince's residence by the Emperor?"

"This servant wouldn't dare." The bold princess immediately bowed down, her face almost touching the ground.

She forgot that the Eighth Prince's wife was the most unruly, domineering, and arrogant.

Although the Eighth Prince's wife dared not send her back home directly, it was not a big deal for a princess to die in the Prince's mansion in three to five months.

Her family had fallen on hard times, and she was fortunate to have a good surname thanks to the kindness of her ancestors, but she had nothing else.

"Alright, I've met this person. There are plenty of empty courtyards in the backyard; Master can have them moved in. They are, after all, Master's women; you can do whatever you want with them. This concubine takes her leave." The Eighth Prince's wife spoke sarcastically, rose, curtsied, and walked out.

The Eighth Prince wouldn't let her leave alone; he was a jealous, petty, and domineering man. If he stayed inside alone, things might get complicated later.

"Fujin, do you know what Father Emperor meant by appointing these two princesses to the manor?" The Eighth Prince's eyes gleamed with ambition.

The Eighth Prince's wife was stopped by him and could only stand still and say, "I know, but so what? I am not a virtuous and gentle person by nature. Both you and Father Emperor have known this for a long time."

“Since you never hid my temper, and Father still betrothed me to you, you should have known the outcome today,” said the Eighth Prince’s wife.

The Eighth Prince said bitterly, "But we have little affinity with children, and I cannot be without any offspring."