The Great Fujin's Child-Rearing Diary of Qing Dynasty Transmigration

He Zhuo, the youngest daughter of the Irgen Gioro family, was bestowed a marriage to the 'Eldest Prince' of Emperor Kangxi's lineage.

Her story is about diligently raising childre...

Second concubine? (¬¬)

He Zhuo thought this way, and it naturally showed in his eyes. Yin Zhi felt uncomfortable being looked at like an idiot by his wife.

Unaware that his wife mistook him for a foolish jerk, he stammered, bewildered and somewhat guilty, "My lady... today, sir..."

He Zhuo was too lazy to argue with this idiot and interrupted him directly:

"My lord, are you going to make Lady Xitala a secondary consort?"

He Zhuo's voice was very calm, but his words were like a thunderclap, startling him to his feet.

He quickly denied any such intention, thinking to himself, "Is the Fujin (wife) a mind reader?" His mother had indeed said that if this woman from the Hitara clan were to give birth to a son, and if the family were to achieve military merit this time, it wouldn't be out of the question to make her a secondary Fujin.

However, he didn't agree.

Little did she know that the more Yinzhi acted this way, the more certain it was that he and Zhuoyue had discussed this matter behind her back; otherwise, this big jerk wouldn't have reacted this way.

snort! ! !

He Zhuo raised an eyebrow, inwardly disdainful, and slowly strolled to Yin Zhi. Her nail guard brushed against Yin Zhi's clothes, and she said in a low voice, "Then why are you acting so strangely these past two months, Master? You've been asked away from other people's places twice by Princess Xitala, and today it's my turn. Isn't it all to elevate Princess Xitala so that she can give birth to an heir and become a secondary consort in the future?"

"Indeed, the Hitara clan wields some influence in the army. If they achieve further military merit this time, hehe..."

Yinzhi, feeling somewhat embarrassed and annoyed by Hezhuo's sarcastic remarks, stopped talking and sat down with a flick of his sleeve.

I don't know if it's because of what happened today, or because my mother's plans have been exposed.

He Zhuo did not part his braids, but went straight to the dressing table and took a jade pendant, a peace buckle, which was very clear and a rare treasure.

He Zhuo showed the peace buckle to Yin Zhi: "February 14th is Your Highness's birthday. I don't know if Your Highness will celebrate your birthday at home this year. I originally planned to give this gift to Your Highness today."

When Yinzhi saw that the safety buckle was somewhat complicated, his anger immediately subsided, and he walked to his wife's side.

"This is a safety buckle. My lord is going to the battlefield with Father Emperor. As his wife, I only hope that my lord will be safe. Here, let me put it on you."

After taking the bride with him, Yinzhi turned around and hugged his wife in his arms. The two of them didn't say a word and just snuggled together.

He Zhuo spoke calmly, "Sir, can we just live our own lives and not get involved in these things?"

When his thoughts were exposed by his wife, Yinzhi felt both pleased and annoyed. He was pleased that his wife understood him perfectly, but uncomfortable that she didn't support him.

He Zhuo rolled her eyes inwardly when she saw that Yin Zhi was silent. If it weren't for her own child, she wouldn't bother with this mess.

He Zhuo cupped Yin Zhi's face, making him look into her eyes: "Bao Qing, we are not alone. We have sons and daughters. There are several daughters in Zhilan Courtyard, and Consort Guan has also given you a son. Have you thought about their future?"

Yinzhi felt uncomfortable and shook off Hezhuo's hand: "Are you sure that I will lose?"

"The Crown Prince was established as the heir apparent from a young age and was personally raised by his father, the Emperor. He is incomparable to others. Besides, what's so good about that position? It involves daily toil. Although it has supreme power, it also represents heavy responsibilities."

The Qing Dynasty will become a heavy shackle, firmly binding the ruler. Aren't we living well now? Why fight over such nonsense? If something happens, will everyone in this mansion be taken down with them?" He Zhuo made a beheading gesture.

When Yinzhi's true feelings were exposed, he did not receive the support of his wife. Instead, he was persuaded to leave, and he walked out of the main courtyard with a grim face.

After leaving the main courtyard, Yinzhi stood at the entrance for a while, his heart filled with complex emotions, before returning to the front courtyard with a normal expression.