Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Imperial Consort

New book is open: "Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Beloved Consort", welcoming new and old friends to follow.

Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...

Chapter 1174 Each with their own ulterior motives

Prince Zhi had been grieving these past few days. Upon learning of Bao Yue's murder, his first suspect was his trusted confidants. He knew they viewed Bao Yue as a ticking time bomb; if Emperor Kangxi discovered her presence, Prince Zhi's future would be ruined. Even if Prince Zhi couldn't bring himself to kill her, his trusted confidants would not tolerate her.

"Your Highness, we will reach Khorchin in another day. You should put aside your worries and think about how to make a good impression on the Emperor!" Da Hui saw that the Prince Zhi was still grieving over Bao Yue's death as he rode silently on his horse.

"Tell me honestly, did you kill Baoyue?" Although Prince Zhi knew they were doing this for his sake, it was also for theirs, which made him somewhat uncomfortable. Doing something voluntarily and being forced to do it were two completely different things.

"Your Highness, we servants would never dare to do such a thing. On the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes; Princess Baoyue was struck by an enemy arrow. Your Highness, please accept our condolences!" Da Hui, who had always served as a strategist for Prince Zhi, was the one who devised the plan to assassinate Baoyue. However, he also knew that he could never admit to this in front of Prince Zhi, even if it aroused the prince's suspicion.

Prince Zhi recalled the horrific sight of Bao Yue lying on the ground, an arrow wound piercing her left atrium. Her eyes seemed not yet closed, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"No need to say more, I know what I'm doing!" With that, Prince Zhi suddenly raised his whip and lashed it hard across the horse's belly. The horse, in pain, lurched forward and galloped away with Prince Zhi in its wake.

Moer's slap is coming soon, keeping pace with Da Hui.

"Is Your Highness still having second thoughts?" Mo Ergun asked.

"Have you dealt with the archer you arranged? We absolutely cannot let the Prince find him, understand?" Da Hui said, frowning.

“Your Highness is too indecisive. At a time like this, there can be no sparks. How could you keep that woman by your side?” Mo Ergun said.

“Alas, we have removed an obstacle from the prince, and also the one he loves most. So that person must be killed. The prince must not be allowed to find him, otherwise we will have shot ourselves in the foot,” Da Hui said.

"Yes, don't worry. I've got it covered. Dohar should be almost ready," Morgun said. They were all bondservants who followed Prince Zhi, and Prince Zhi's honor and disgrace were directly related to his bondservants. So even if Prince Zhi didn't want to fight, these servants would force him to.

“This time, we must take down the Eighth Prince in one fell swoop and push the Prince to the top.” Da Hui’s eyes gleamed with an unusual light.

Prince Zhi, carrying Galdan's head, led his troops into the Khorchin grasslands. Other troops remained in place, awaiting Kangxi's orders before making further plans.

Meanwhile, Emperor Kangxi had been on the Khorchin grasslands for ten days, drinking and hunting with nobles like Ban Gu, showing no sign of his intention in rushing to the grasslands. The Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, the Fourteenth Prince who had arrived, and several younger princes, including the Fifteenth and Sixteenth Princes, followed and served Kangxi.

On this day, Emperor Kangxi once again led his men on a hunting trip to the grasslands. The Eighth Prince, Ninth Prince, and other princes, as well as several of Ban Gu's sons and grandsons, accompanied him.

In a small tent behind Emperor Kangxi's imperial tent, several palace maids from the imperial tea room had a moment of free time and were all resting on their beds.

Since serving Emperor Kangxi, Jin Die has seemingly disregarded everyone except Mei'er. These days, Kangxi, in a state of novelty, frequently summons her to his bedchamber and bestows upon her jewelry, further fueling her belief that she will one day rise to a higher social status. Even though she is given contraceptives after each trip to London, she believes she is still young and will have a chance to conceive, thus ignoring the matter of the contraceptives.

"Sister Mei'er, the Emperor lost his temper yesterday! I was so scared." Jin Die had a feeling that she was no ordinary palace maid, so she went up to Mei'er and always liked to tell her how favored she was by Emperor Kangxi.

"Come on, let's go for a walk, it's so stuffy here." Mei'er quickly pulled Jin Die outside.

After the two stepped out of the tent, they heard a few whispered "Pah!" sounds coming from the room.

"What are you doing?" Mei asked, pulling Jin Die back as she was about to turn around and go inside.

"I'm going to teach those little sluts a lesson. But look at the Emperor we serve, they all have eyes like chickens'!" Jin Die said angrily.

"Aren't they all like that? If you can't even endure this, how can you expect to climb to the position of a noblewoman?" Although Mei'er felt that she was no different from the others in the palace before, she was now just like herself, the most disliked of the emperor's women in the palace. They only served the emperor, but their treatment was not much better than that of palace maids.

The two walked hand in hand toward the grass behind the imperial tent. A gust of wind blew by, and the two women dressed in red flags stood out against the autumn wind, their figures slender.

"You just said the Emperor lost his temper, what was it about?" Mei'er has been appearing in front of Kangxi much less lately, and Jin Die has been serving her.

"I don't know why, but she just smashed all the cups in her hands. Her face was frightening, and I didn't dare to go near her. Later, the Emperor... he..." Jin Die said, blushing.

Seeing her expression, Mei'er naturally understood what had happened, and glanced at Die'er, saying, "The Emperor truly favors you greatly."

Jin Die smiled smugly and said, "It was all recommended by my sister. I will never forget her kindness."

Mei'er smiled in response and said, "Die'er, would you like to know what the Emperor's favorite woman is?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Die became truly interested and asked repeatedly, "What does the Emperor like best? Tell me quickly, sister."

Mei'er said, "The Emperor likes those who know his heart the most. If you can find out why the Emperor is angry, and then prescribe the right medicine, you will be able to receive special treatment from the Emperor. Sister has served the Emperor for a long time, and I'm afraid he has become disgusted with you. Now is the time for me, and I hope that you can help me in the future."

These words stirred up Jin Die's vanity, and she couldn't help but say smugly, "Don't worry, sister. How can I possibly know the Emperor's intentions?"

Mei suppressed her cold laughter and whispered a few words in her ear.

"I'm afraid that won't work. If the Emperor finds out, it will be disastrous," Jin Die said, her expression changing drastically.

"You're always serving the Emperor, it's just a small favor. Besides, the Emperor isn't here right now. If you go in and pretend to clean the tent, no one will dare to watch you," Mei'er tempted. This Jin Die was obsessed with climbing the social ladder, and Mei'er had to use her to find out Kangxi's intentions.