Qing Dynasty Rebirth: A Concubine in Emperor Kangxi's Harem

Adopted son, not saintly, male is not pure + the emperor certainly cannot be pure, if you want to see purity, please go elsewhere.

After being tricked by a system into thinking she had come t...

Chapter 177 Itchy Hands

Putting aside everything else, even though in history Ying Yinzhen eventually returned to her side, Wuya Shi didn't seem to treat the child very well.

On the contrary, it was because of the fourteenth prince that Yinzhen suffered all kinds of grievances, and if she remembered correctly.

If she hadn't come here, under normal circumstances, it would have been Uya who, for the sake of her status, took the initiative to give the Fourth Prince to Consort Tong.

Then they act like they're the victims, saying on the surface that they miss their children, but in reality they feel extremely disgusted with them.

How can someone have the nerve to say they miss their child? How can someone be so shameless?

Mingxiu felt nauseous when he thought about some of the comments he had seen about the Uya clan.

His face turned cold.

“You’re mistaken, Consort Wuya. Everyone says that time reveals true character. The Imperial Noble Consort’s heart isn’t made of stone. As long as Consort Wuya is sincere, she will eventually be able to move the Imperial Noble Consort over time,” Mingxiu said with a forced smile.

Consort Wuya paused slightly as she wiped her handkerchief, secretly resenting this person for being so stubborn.

Fortunately, Mingxiu didn't know what she was thinking. If she had known, she probably would have cursed her out.

Putting everything else aside, just considering the corruption within the Imperial Household Department that was exposed at the time, Uya didn't harshly criticize Mingxiu, but she also secretly harmed Mingxiu quite a bit afterward.

The two had been irreconcilable enemies for a long time, yet now they seemed to have forgotten how they had treated her before.

Thinking this, Mingxiu felt nauseous and had no desire to deal with the two of them.

"I have other matters to attend to, so I won't discuss them with you two sisters. Since you two sisters have needs, why don't you go directly to the Imperial Noble Consort, or even directly to the Emperor? I believe the Emperor will uphold justice for you. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now," Mingxiu said coldly and left.

It's embarrassing to talk to these two.

I'm no longer in the mood to shop; all the good feelings I had when I left have now been destroyed.

Mingxiu returned home with Green Bamboo, feeling somewhat dejected.

Back in the palace, seeing his chubby daughter sleeping soundly in her cradle, he gave her a good rub before he could finally calm down.

Since she arrived here, history has been changing, and her daughter has never appeared in history.

It's unclear whether things are good or bad, and besides, there's no historical record of her name, Hesheli Mingxiu.

However, what she excels at most is not to waste her own time. Since there is no such thing, she just doesn't want to follow the original history.

Anyway, she's already here, and her daughter has already been born.

As long as I take good care of my daughter, I'll see what happens next; there's plenty of time.

Mingxiu sighed and adjusted her mindset.

After dinner, Mingxiu took a stroll around the palace. Looking at the mahjong set in the room, she felt a little itchy to play.

She hadn't touched mahjong for a long time, from her pregnancy to giving birth and postpartum confinement. It was fine if she didn't mention it, but now that it's been brought up, she's starting to get a little itchy.

Mingxiu went directly to the study and wrote a letter to Consort Hui, which was then sent to Consort Hui's palace.

The gist of it is that the younger sister misses her older sister, so why doesn't the older sister come over and have some fun, and maybe play some mahjong?

When Consort Hui received the letter, she was a little surprised that a letter was needed, but after reading its contents, she was both amused and exasperated.

She shook her head but still replied with a letter: "Since my sister invited me, I'll definitely go. I'll be there in a little while."

Mingxiu was satisfied with the letter; she was preparing things so she could start playing as soon as Consort Hui arrived.

A short while later, Consort Hui arrived gracefully.

Mingxiu waved excitedly.

"Sister Huipin, come quickly, I've been waiting for you for so long." Mingxiu grabbed Huipin's hand and started to act coquettishly.

Consort Hui smiled good-naturedly, "Really? Do you miss me or mahjong?"

"Hehe, of course I want to. Doesn't Consort Hui want to play mahjong with me?"

"Yes, of course I want to. These are pastries that my sister made herself. You can try them later." Consort Hui pinched Mingxiu's little nose and pointed to the pastries behind her.

Mingxiu nodded and peeked behind her, telling Lüzhu to take the things to the mahjong room so they could eat while playing mahjong.

Mingxiu summoned Consort Hui, intending to test her and see if she had any news about Lady Wei.

But now that she's here, she's finding it hard to open her mouth.

Consort Hui had already figured this out, so there was no need for anyone to guide anyone else.

The two walked into the mahjong room while talking.

Everything inside was ready. Mingxiu, with Luzhu and Huiping, with her head maid Liuying, started playing mahjong again.

While shuffling mahjong tiles, Mingxiu picked up the pastry that Consort Hui had just brought over, took a bite, and held it in her hand.

Not bad, the pastries are bright green, soft and chewy, and have a unique, indescribable flavor.

She took another bite and tasted it, noticing a hint of the flavor of the cola she had previously experienced.

Mingxiu opened her eyes wide, looking at the pastry in her hand, feeling that it was so magical.

"Sister Huipin, this pastry is so delicious! How is it made? It has a flavor I've never tasted before," Mingxiu asked Huipin curiously. A pastry that tastes like cola? How amazing!

Consort Hui chuckled softly, holding a handkerchief in her hand. "You'd never guess what I put in here."

Mingxiu blinked, looking at Consort Hui with a curious expression.

Seeing Mingxiu's curious expression, Consort Hui didn't deliberately tease her, and lightly uttered "cilantro."

What?

"Cilantro!" Mingxiu exclaimed in surprise.

"There's cilantro in this! Can cilantro be used in pastries?" Knowing what was in it, Mingxiu frowned immediately.

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