Emperor Kangxi was just holding his beloved son's hand when, in the blink of an eye, his son had disappeared. When he looked up, he saw the two of them embracing each other affectionately, and he smiled helplessly.

Before the smile on her face could fade, she heard her precious son's words and her lips twitched.

This brat is doing who-knows-what all day long. He asks me a question every day, and they're all really tricky. He even resorted to crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide. I had no choice but to send him to the Imperial Study. Surprisingly, the brat seems quite happy about it.

You'll find out later; learning isn't an easy thing.

I'll send it over to him tomorrow and see who to have teach it—Tang Bin, Li Guangdi, or maybe arrange a few more?

He lifted his robe and sat on the stool, looking at the two of them: "Alright, you two wash your hands and eat first. After you finish eating, Xiuer, take out the calligraphy you wrote and let me take a look. Baocheng, go back and get some sleep. Tomorrow morning, go to the study with Baoqing."

After saying that, he watched the two of them nod in satisfaction and then began to wash his hands and eat.

After finishing the meal, he had Liang Jiugong take Yinreng back before he began to examine the papers that Mingxiu had handed him earlier.

After opening it and taking a look, Kangxi felt like washing his eyes, his brows furrowing tightly.

Looking at Mingxiu, he said helplessly, "Did you not practice properly when I gave you the calligraphy model? Look at your handwriting, what's the difference from before?" Kangxi was really speechless. It wasn't that Mingxiu's handwriting was unrecognizable, but it was too soft and weak, lacking any style or strength.

Seeing Kangxi drawing xx on her workbook, Mingxiu quickly said, "Your Majesty, as you know, I've never been good at writing. Besides, I'm clumsy and only just received the calligraphy practice book a few days ago, so of course my writing isn't very good. Don't worry, I'll practice more in the future, and my handwriting will definitely get better and better." She was afraid that if Kangxi filled the workbook with xx, she wouldn't be able to go out and play.

She still has an important mission, there's absolutely no way she can't get out.

"Oh, so you mean you can practice two large characters every day?" Kangxi raised an eyebrow at Mingxiu.

Mingxiu's eyes widened. When did she say that? The Emperor is twisting the facts.

She can't, she can't.

But seeing the threatening look in Kangxi's eyes, Mingxiu reluctantly nodded. Fine, as long as she's willing to let her go out, two cards will do.

"Alright, then remember to hand it to me when you've finished writing it by tomorrow, and I'll take a look," Kangxi said with great interest.

"Oh, no need," Mingxiu exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmm?" Kangxi glanced at her sideways. "What did you say?"

"Hehe, Your Majesty, I promised I would finish writing it and have someone share it with you," Mingxiu said through gritted teeth.

Seriously, I ruined myself trying to go out and have fun.

Kangxi gave a slight smile: "Alright, come and serve me during my bath. If you serve me well, I'll take you out."

Mingxiu took a deep breath and let Kangxi lead her towards the bathroom. Just one last step; she had to bear with it.

When they entered, Liang Jiugong had already led his men away. Mingxiu glanced around and realized that not a single person had been left. She could only begin to undress Kangxi.

He rolled up his sleeves and rubbed Kangxi's back as he did so. Looking at Kangxi's smooth and firm back, a 'thump' sound came from the air.

Mingxiu said she didn't know whose saliva it was, but it certainly wasn't hers.

She pursed her lips, took a handkerchief, and began to rub Kangxi's back, from back to front, and then down. As she watched Mingxiu's hands lower and lower, Kangxi smiled and pulled Mingxiu into the bathtub.

Mingxiu exclaimed in surprise, her clothes were completely soaked, revealing the beautiful curves of the young girl, which made Kangxi's eyes darken. In the end, of course, she was completely taken advantage of.

The next day, when Mingxiu opened her eyes, she saw Green Bamboo standing next to her bed, which startled her.

"What are you standing here for?" He patted his chest, trying to soothe his wounded heart.

Green Bamboo realized she had frightened her empress, but quickly replied, "Your Majesty, before His Majesty left, he told me to get ready quickly when you wake up, to dress simply, and that someone would take you to see His Majesty soon."

Mingxiu immediately perked up and sat up in bed: "Really? Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and help me wash up!" She said, and couldn't wait to get out of bed.

Knowing that her mistress was eager to leave the palace to play, Green Bamboo naturally dared not delay and quickly helped Mingxiu change her clothes.

She got ready quickly, and didn't even want to eat breakfast. She ate a little something to tide her over, and then watched from the doorway as someone came to take her out to play.

Not long after, Mingxiu saw a eunuch walking towards her. After recognizing who it was, Mingxiu walked straight over to him.

If she weren't worried about being bothered, she would have run over there long ago, disregarding her image.

The young eunuch led Mingxiu directly to a very secluded little gate, with no one guarding it. If Mingxiu hadn't recognized him, she might have thought someone was trying to kidnap her.

Just as Mingxiu was becoming more and more suspicious, she saw a horse parked at the door. Without any suspicion, Mingxiu got on the horse and saw Kangxi sitting inside, holding a book in his hand.

Mingxiu's eyes lit up when she saw it. Kangxi was very handsome, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong, sunny look. In addition, he usually wore yellow or purple clothes and rarely wore light blue clothes.

The light blue brocade robe, combined with Kangxi's appearance and the book in his hand, truly gave people the feeling of a gentleman of unparalleled elegance and grace.

In short, he's so handsome.

At this moment, Kangxi was also amazed when he saw Mingxiu, but his face quickly darkened. Mingxiu was not wearing a traditional Manchu dress today, but rather a Han Chinese woman's outfit, but it was somewhat different. It was Mingxiu's own modified version: a light yellow gauze skirt paired with a pure white cloud-patterned inner layer. The waist-cinching design made Mingxiu's already slender waist even thinner. In addition, Mingxiu had been influenced by 21st-century aesthetics and added multiple layers of fine gauze to the skirt, making her look ethereal. Combined with the softness of the gauze skirt, Kangxi couldn't take his eyes off her.

Mingxiu suddenly threw herself into Kangxi's arms and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, you look so handsome today! I can hardly take my eyes off you!"

Kangxi's face darkened. Although he appreciated Mingxiu's praise, he couldn't help but frown whenever he saw Mingxiu's clothes: "What's wrong with you today? Why are you dressed like this?"

Mingxiu looked at her clothes with confidence and said, "Isn't it beautiful? I made this myself." She even opened her arms to show it to Kangxi.

Kangxi's face darkened. "You should change. What's the point of dressing like this?"

Mingxiu looked down at her clothes and saw nothing wrong with them; they looked quite nice. Then she glanced at Kangxi's expression and seemed to understand something.

With a grin, she leaned on Kangxi's shoulder and asked, "Your Majesty, are you jealous?"

Kangxi wouldn't admit it, but he tightened his grip on Mingxiu's waist, and Mingxiu chuckled.

"Isn't that right, Your Majesty? If you don't tell me, I won't change it, will I?"

"emperor"

"You tell me."

"Yes or no"

Emperor Kangxi, unable to bear the commotion any longer, could only nod helplessly.

Mingxiu's laughter instantly grew louder.

After laughing for a while, Mingxiu whispered something in Kangxi's ear, and it was obvious that Kangxi's originally dark expression improved a lot.

Of course, Mingxiu couldn't escape changing clothes in the end either. Fortunately, there were spare clothes in the carriage, so Mingxiu could only reluctantly change into a pink qipao.