Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Emperor Kangxi's Empress Xiaochenren

In a world ravaged by catastrophe, the formidable Ye Wanwan is suddenly transmigrated to the Qing Dynasty. After her experiences in the apocalypse, Ye Wanwan no longer trusts anyone.

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Chapter 217 Homework

Wanwan's plan was quite good. When the palace maids or eunuchs of Yikun Palace delivered the medicine, she would apply it to Yinzhen's body through her hands.

This way, the irritating part of the medicine can be easily removed.

At that time, Consort Yi would be unable to defend herself, since the same medicine, the same box of medicine applied to two people, one person acted normally, while the other acted abnormally.

Whom will the Emperor ultimately believe? Isn't it obvious at a glance?

Wanwan had good intentions but dug a pit for Yikun Palace. Afterwards, she said to Kangxi, "I know this matter is difficult for you to handle as well. Why don't you try the medicine on Yinzhen as well? I have a lot of confidence in my medicine. You should handle it well."

Wanwan: "What do you think?"

Kangxi immediately felt as if his suspicions had been slapped across the face.

Looking at Wanwan, where does she look guilty or like she's done anything wrong?

Kangxi gazed at Wanwan with deep affection and said, "I believe in you."

Kangxi's gaze was somewhat affectionate and possessive, causing Wanwan to unconsciously look away and turn to look at Yinzhen.

"Xiao Si, how are you feeling? Is it hurting a lot?" Wanwan asked.

Although Yinzhen's hand stung slightly, the pain wasn't severe, and over time, he seemed to have gotten used to it.

It's like when you first go into the toilet, it smells terrible, but after a little while it feels normal.

Yinzhen said, "Mother, it does hurt a little, but I can bear it."

Wanwan said, "That's good. If you apply this once or twice more, your hand will be completely healed."

Wanwan said, "I only apply it for a little over an hour at a time, and then I apply it again at night. I shouldn't need to use it again tomorrow."

Yinzhen said, "Good son listens to his mother."

Seeing how well-behaved you, Yinzhen, are, Wanwan's maternal instincts are overflowing again. "Your father promised you that you would take a month to recover from your injury," Wanwan said, looking at Kangxi with a hint of malice. "The Emperor gave Yinzhen a month's sick leave. I wonder if Yinzhen will actually be able to rest for a month."

This put Kangxi in a difficult position, since he had initially estimated that Yinzhen's injury would take at least a month to heal, but he hadn't expected it to heal so quickly.

But the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back. Generally speaking, once one recovers from an illness, one should go back to school. Moreover, Emperor Kangxi was very strict about the princes' studies.

Kangxi didn't want to refute Wanwan's words, so he threw the question to Yinzhen: "Yinzhen, look at your injury (on your buttocks). It should be completely healed in another four or five days. When you can run and jump again, shouldn't you go back to school?"

When Yinzhen first heard his mother tell his father that he was on a month-long sick leave, he was overjoyed and got up very early, just like when they had classes.

I had to get up a little after 3 a.m. (between 3 and 4 a.m.) and I couldn't eat breakfast. I had to study on an empty stomach. I had to read 120 lessons of a single text. Only after I finished studying could I have some breakfast.

After they finished eating, the teacher arrived and then gave them a lesson. They only had a half-hour break and lunch time. In the afternoon, they had to take riding and archery lessons, although so far the riding and archery lessons he taught were relatively simple horse riding and archery.

However, this workload is beyond what a child can handle, and he has no idea how miserable the princes of Emperor Kangxi were in history (?′ω`?).

You spend a day with me, and I'll spend a day with you.

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