Growth type + Love at first sight + Stunning beauty + Sweet doting + Doting husband + Sober-minded.
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Li Dequan nodded, and the two smiled at each other without saying anything more.
After Emperor Kangxi and Harigana left Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager smashed a teacup on the ground with a loud bang, and the tea rolled right in front of Consort Yi.
Not only Consort Yi, but also Consort Hui and others suffered the same fate, their bodies splattered with tea stains.
The thought that Consort Yi would soon be punished made Consort Hui feel much better.
She used to bully others in front of her because of the emperor's favor, and even said that her eldest son was rude. Now, she not only doesn't have a rude son by her side, but she is also completely disliked by the emperor.
Serves you right!
Consort Hui kept her head down, her mind racing with thoughts, but no one saw her like this.
"Consort Yi! Since you haven't learned the palace rules well, then you should learn them again."
Starting tomorrow, I will have Granny Deng from Cining Palace go over and properly teach you the palace rules.
Consort Yi looked at the Empress Dowager in disbelief. She knew Granny Deng; she was a very formidable nanny who had a knack for disciplining people. No one had ever successfully learned the palace rules from her.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. I know I was wrong. Please forgive me."
Consort Yi knelt on the ground, her face streaked with tears.
If it were a man looking at her, he would definitely pity her. But now, surrounded by women, he not only doesn't pity her, he even feels disgusted by her.
"Sumalagu, take her away."
Consort Yi is confined to her quarters for a month. Let Granny Deng teach her proper palace etiquette. For someone from the Guo Luo Luo clan to lack such manners is simply laughable.
Guo Luoluo, who was kneeling behind, stiffened. She hadn't done anything, so why was she being scolded?
If the Empress Dowager says this, will the girls of the Guoluo clan be able to find good marriages in the future?
And her daughter, who is now being raised under Consort Yi's care, might that affect her?
In short, everyone had different thoughts, but only the Empress Dowager knew that the Grand Empress Dowager was taking her anger out on others.
However, Consort Yi is not pitiful. Among so many people, why was she the only one punished?
Sumalagu called two nannies to take away Consort Yi, who was still begging for mercy, but they were blocked before they could even touch her.
"I can walk by myself, I don't need you bunch of dog slaves."
After speaking, Consort Yi stood up and walked directly towards the door without saying goodbye.
"Consort Yi has been disrespectful and has been confined to her quarters for three months. She is also punished by copying the palace rules one hundred times."
The Empress Dowager's voice came again. Consort Yi, who had reached the door, paused briefly but did not speak. She walked out with her head held high and her chest out.
She is Consort Yi, the great-aunt of Lady Guoluo, and she will not lose face.
After Consort Yi left, Bumbutai lost interest in chatting with the other concubines and dismissed them after a few words.
But to her surprise, the one walking at the very front was the Empress Dowager.
In Qingxi Palace, Emperor Kangxi carried Harigana down from the imperial carriage, and only after entering the inner hall did he begin to reprimand him in a low voice.
"Jiaojiao, what did you promise me? You said nothing would happen and you would take good care of yourself, but what happened? If I hadn't gone, wouldn't you have called the imperial physician?"
Harigana couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Emperor Kangxi's voice was very soft; he never spoke so softly, not even when visiting his two children.
Even the final question lacked any authority.
"Xuan Ye, I was wrong! Don't be angry!"
She held his prayer beads and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
Emperor Kangxi's forehead veins throbbed; he was earnestly trying to persuade them, and they actually laughed.
What's most infuriating is that he didn't even finish his sentence, otherwise he would have started crying.
Helpless, I tried to pull the person into my arms, but they pushed me away.
"Xuan Ye, why don't we change our clothes first? You're too uncomfortable."
As Harigana spoke, he rolled up his sleeve to show her the red marks on his hands.
He seemed a little uncomfortable when he was holding me, and I didn't expect it to turn red.
"Jiaojiao, does it hurt?"
Kangxi held her hand, his eyes filled with regret. He had been so worried about her health that he had forgotten his court robes might hurt her.
"Xuan Ye, I'm not in pain. Go change your clothes quickly. I have something to tell you."
She had a good chat with the Empress Dowager before, and she wanted to discuss whether the Empress Dowager could manage the affairs together with her.
Kangxi intended to hand over all power to her, but she did not want to monopolize it.
Firstly, she wouldn't be able to explain herself if something happened, and secondly, it would be too tiring; she didn't really want to exert herself.
She wants the power of the palace, but she doesn't want it all.
As for the other concubines, she didn't trust any of them, and she didn't need any of them.
Even the honest and upright Consort Rong was not trusted by her.
The human heart is ever-changing; once something is obtained, there will be even more greed.
Heaven knows if that Consort Rong, who seems so honest, will turn around and pounce on her once she tastes the sweetness of power.
She doesn't want to cause trouble for herself; a stable and steady life is best.
While Kangxi was changing clothes, she summoned Granny Hu and asked her to deliver the dietary recipes and books that Zhao Rongxi had prepared for her to the Empress Dowager's palace. She also instructed Granny Hu to make sure that the Empress Dowager consulted the imperial physician and confirmed that she could eat the food before she could start taking supplements.
When Kangxi returned, he saw Hu Mama going out and noticed the book in her hand, which piqued his curiosity.
"Xuan Ye, come quickly."
Harigana patted the spot next to him, and once Kangxi was seated, she immediately sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and began to chatter about her requests.
Kangxi was stunned for a moment, and finally came to a conclusion: "Jiaojiao, are you sure it's not because you're lazy?" He regretted it as soon as he said it.
"No, Jiaojiao, what I mean is that you like quiet, so you don't want to be bothered by the trivial matters in the palace."
This explanation is worse than saying nothing at all.
Harigana never expected that she would have such a lazy image in Kangxi's mind.
"Xuan Ye, you'll know in the future, there's no need to say it aloud."
She glared at him, released her hands from her neck and tried to get down, but Kangxi grabbed her waist and made her unable to move.
"Jiaojiao, do you trust the Empress Dowager that much?"
Emperor Kangxi was somewhat surprised, not expecting her to trust the Empress Dowager.
"Xuan Ye, the Empress Dowager is a very good person, and she is also very experienced. She has managed the Forbidden City for so long without any problems. What's wrong with me humbly learning from her?"
Harigana's eyes were full of admiration and joy, showing no aversion whatsoever to the fact that the Empress Dowager and the Grand Empress Dowager were from the same tribe.
Kangxi's heart was filled to the brim.
Although he was very assertive when confronting the Empress Dowager, he actually didn't want to resort to violence if the problem could be resolved through appeasement.
The Khorchin were located on the back of the Qing Dynasty. If they were to form an alliance with other tribes, they would face both internal and external troubles.
"Jiaojiao!"
Kangxi held her tightly.
He used to think that God had been very unkind to him, but now he realizes that all the sadness and suffering will be made up for in another way.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Harigana sensed the change in his aura, unaware of what he was imagining.