Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Humiliation
"Why did you come today? I knew you would come to beg me, but I hate you for coming to beg me."
Yinreng screamed in pain. For the sake of her fourth brother, she disregarded all propriety, righteousness, and shame and came forward to plead for mercy without hesitation.
He had been distracted for the past two days. He was happy that she came to ask him for help, but he was also distressed by her deep love for her fourth brother.
Chu Xian closed her eyes in shame, hoping that all this humiliation would end as soon as possible.
The prince nibbled and bit her like a madman, and she whimpered in pain.
"Xian'er, will you give birth to a little prince for me? I will definitely make him the Crown Prince in the future!"
Chu Xian could only nod with sobs, tears streaming down her face as the prince was now tearing off her bellyband. Once the bellyband was torn, he extended his claws to her panties.
"Xian'er, relax a little. You'll feel pain soon, and I don't want you to feel any pain."
"Try to accept me, okay? Xian'er, I've loved you for many years, and my heart remains unchanged."
Chu Xian was almost driven crazy. The prince was shamelessly using his hands...
She began to degenerate, thinking that if he used his hands, she could barely maintain her innocence.
But she knew that the prince would never let her go easily.
At the critical moment, the door banged.
"My Lord! Prince Yong is here! And the Eighth Concubine! They're rushing in!"
"What are you panicking about?" The prince sat up dissatisfied.
"Xian'er, let's continue next time. Fourth Brother is stubborn and self-willed, and is definitely not someone you can entrust your life to. You should know that from the moment you stepped into Yuqing Palace today, there's no clear distinction between you and me."
"If my fourth brother treats you harshly because of this, just tell me, and I will not forgive him."
The prince slowly withdrew his fingers, his misty eyes lingering on the graceful body of his beloved.
The door slammed open.
The prince grabbed the dragon robe in displeasure and put it on Xian'er.
"Yinreng!" A heavy punch flew towards him, and Yinreng did not dodge and took the punch head-on.
"Yinzhen, kneel down!"
"If I hadn't intervened, you would still be sitting in the clan house reflecting on your mistakes, you ungrateful bastard!" Yinreng slowly stood up.
As he raised his hand, several powerful eunuchs rushed into the room, surrounded his good fourth brother, and forced him to kneel at his feet.
"Why? Do you want more people to appreciate the beauty of Fourth Brother's wife, Fourth Brother?"
"Look at your wife. You've only been in the clan residence for two days, and she's already desperately looking for support. She's so shameless as to climb onto my bed and enjoy my pleasure."
"Fourth brother, your wife is just like this. She lies on the bed like a dead fish. I don't know what you like about her."
The prince took the shoes off his fourth brother's shoulders and left with a smile.
"Ling Pu, reward Nara with contraceptive soup."
"Let's go, my good fourth brother. You've escaped from the clan residence, which is a serious crime. I'll cover up your crime for the meritorious service you've received from your fourth brother's wife."
"Prince! Don't go too far!" Wan Ning rushed to the naked Xian'er with tears in her eyes. The moment she lifted up her python robe, she covered her mouth tightly.
Worried that Prince Yong might see it, Wan Ning hurriedly took off her outer robe and tremblingly helped Xian'er change her clothes.
"Mammy, go quietly and find some clothes."
"No, Madam Gui, go get my clothes from Prince Gandong, and bring me the embroidered silk jacket that the Empress Dowager gave me."
"Fujin, you can't do that." Nanny Chun was moved to tears.
With tears in her eyes, Nanny Gui turned around and went to the residence of Prince Ganxi, hid the concubine's spare clothes in the food box, and hurried back to Yuqing Palace.
The movements in the study of Yuqing Palace naturally could not escape the eyes and ears of the Crown Princess.
When Nanny Gui returned to Yuqing Palace, she ran into the Crown Princess who had heard the news.
The nanny beside the Crown Princess pretended to be casual and raised her hand to overturn the food box in Nanny Gui's hand. As expected, the woman's clothes and bellyband were scattered all over the floor.
"Oh, isn't this the Eighth Lady's dress? The Empress Dowager gave it to her last year."
The Third Lady behind the Crown Princess had a strange look in her eyes.
The Crown Princess thought to herself that this was not a good thing. She had wanted to show Nara a warning today, but she had not expected to uncover the scandal between the Crown Prince and the Eighth Concubine Guo Luoluo.
A group of ladies from outside the royal family began to whisper to each other. The Crown Princess became flustered and turned around to scold them.
"Everyone, go back. I advise you to watch your mouths. If I hear any foul language, I will not forgive you!"
Everyone looked at each other and dispersed.
As night fell, Chu Xian, in a daze, squeezed into a narrow sedan with Wan Ning and returned to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
Finally, he was exhausted and fainted.
"Fujin, the Eighth Master is blocking the sedan chair."
"Don't worry about it, just carry the sedan back to the main courtyard of the concubine."
Wan Ning hugged the unconscious Xian'er tightly. After today, the Eighth Concubine Guo Luoluo will be completely infamous in the city.
She doesn't want fame, she wants Xian'er.
"Guo Luoluo Wanning! Crazy!"
When Yinsi's angry curses were heard, Wan Ning shed silent tears.
"Eighth Prince, you can divorce me now."
There was a dead silence outside the sedan chair, and Wan Ning hugged Xian'er tightly with tears in her eyes.
Chu Xian didn't wake up until the next morning.
Wan Ning was sitting by the window holding the little prince and playing with him.
"Xian'er, you're awake now. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. I asked them to make a lot of mooncakes with red bean paste that you like."
"Prince...Is the prince back?"
Wan Ning's smile froze for a moment. "Xian'er, the prince has escaped from the clan residence and is accompanying the emperor on his way to the Mulan Autumn Hunt today."
Chu Xian was struck by lightning. After he escaped, he never even looked at her. His thoughts were obvious.
"Wan Ning, does he dislike me..." Chu Xian sobbed anxiously.
"Xian'er, Prince Yong is not that kind of person, don't think too much about it." Wan Ning comforted her, but she was actually unsure in her heart.
After all, she had never looked at men right.
"Well, I won't think about it too much. I won't think about it anymore. The two of us will have a good holiday with the children."
Chu Xian lowered her head and wiped away her tears, then spent the holiday with Wan Ning with a heavy heart.
During this time, Nanny Chun choked up and told the story of how the Eighth Lady had defamed herself in Yuqing Palace to preserve her reputation.
Chu Xian burst into tears due to guilt, and knelt down to express her gratitude to Wan Ning.
"Xian'er, there's no need for this between you and me. In this world, there's no one else I care about except you. But you're different. You have a husband and a child. You can't get into trouble."
"If Yinsi divorced me, I would be more than happy to do so. However, my reputation is already in tatters, so why would he still not divorce me? It makes me so angry."
"Xian'er, my greatest wish in this life is for you to live a good life. My second wish is to divorce Yinsi."
"Okay, from now on I will do my best to help you leave him." Chu Xian promised with tears in her eyes.
If the Fourth Master ascends the throne in the future, the first thing she will do is to grant Wan Ning and the Eighth Master a divorce.
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After the Fourth Master went to Mulan for the Autumn Hunt, he never sent any letters home.
The letter Chu Xian sent home with great humility fell on deaf ears.
In December of the 40th year of the Kangxi reign, Chu Xian was absent-mindedly chatting with Wan Ning.
"Fujin, great news! The Crown Prince has been deposed by Emperor Kangxi and is on his way back to Beijing."
"Also, the prince is on his way back to the capital."
"That's great! Come on, go to Liuquanju and reserve a table so we can celebrate today." Wan Ning's eyes were full of joy.
"Wait, the crown prince's dethronement happened suddenly, and we can't take it lightly." Chu Xian remembered that the crown prince was appointed and deposed twice by Emperor Kangxi in history.
Although no one knows why the crown prince was deposed six years in advance, this is only the first time he has been deposed, and there is no guarantee that there will be a second time.
"Wan Ning, come with me to the study quickly."
"Xian'er, what are you going to do?"
"I will write a memorial in the prince's name to plead for mercy on behalf of the crown prince."
"Xian'er, are you crazy? You wish the Crown Prince would die, so why are you still pleading for him? You can't write this memorial, or Prince Yong will think you're having an affair with the Crown Prince."
"I have to write, Wan Ning, you should also write a petition for mercy for the Eighth Master, quickly."
"If I don't write it, Yinsi will definitely kill me if he knows I wrote the memorial for him. Please don't harm me."
Chu Xian remembered that Wan Ning and the Eighth Master had never been on good terms. If the Eighth Master lost power because of the Crown Prince's dethronement, it might speed up Wan Ning's divorce process.
After hesitating for a long time, she no longer forced Wan Ning to write a letter of appeal.
Chu Xian hurried to the Fourth Master's study, imitated the Fourth Master's handwriting and wrote a petition with earnest words, stamped it with the Fourth Master's private seal, and immediately sent it to the emperor at an express speed of eight hundred miles.
On December 26, Liang Jiugong stood in front of the imperial study and inadvertently revealed an anxious expression.
Li Dequan came with his hands in his pockets to exchange money, and when he saw Liang Jiugong, he nodded politely.
Liang Jiugong is worthy of being the most popular person in front of the emperor. Not long after, he returned to serve the emperor.
Liang Jiugong was extremely anxious at the moment. Last night, Prince Zhi came to beg him to kill the prince on behalf of the Emperor. The Emperor was furious and scolded Prince Zhi immediately.
Then the third prince came at night, and Liang Jiugong broke out in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized that the emperor had no intention of deposing the prince.
He just wanted to use the prince to lure out the cliques in the court.
How should this news be told to Prince Yong? If Prince Yong takes advantage of the deposed crown prince's misfortune, he will surely end up like Prince Zhi.
Liang Jiugong was getting extremely anxious when a young eunuch brought him a memorial from Prince Yong and the Thirteenth Prince.
Li Dequan was about to take the memorial when Liang Jiugong snatched it away first.
"Xiao Anzi, is this a letter of greeting from Prince Yong?" Liang Jiugong asked anxiously.
"To the Liang Grand Steward, this memorial is not a greeting, but a petition from Prince Yong and the Thirteenth Prince for mercy on behalf of the deposed Crown Prince."
"Okay, I'll present it to His Majesty." Liang Jiugong was overjoyed and suddenly stopped.
"Brother Dequan, you go ahead and avoid suspicion."
Li Dequan was also a smart man. He immediately took the memorial and ran to the emperor.
Baoding Prefecture.
They were about to arrive in the capital early tomorrow morning. Thirteenth Prince Yinxiang saw that his fourth brother was eager to return home, so he immediately offered to travel late at night.
"Your Highness, a secret letter has arrived from the Summer Palace."
Su Peisheng hurriedly presented the secret letter to the prince.
Yinzhen took the secret letter, opened it and read it, and his face turned pale instantly.
"Thirteenth brother, you and I need to write a petition overnight to plead for mercy for the deposed crown prince." Yinzhen gritted his teeth.
"Fourth brother? Why is it so sudden? What happened?" Yinxiang said as he looked for pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Khan Ama has no intention of deposing the crown prince."
"This..." Yinxiang looked horrified.
The two brothers stayed up all night on a snowy night in the mountains, writing petitions for mercy.
At dusk in the early morning, Su Peisheng sent another secret letter.
When the letter was unfolded, Yinzhen's frown instantly relaxed.
Yinxiang came to the side of his fourth brother, his eyes instantly filled with joy: "Fourth sister-in-law is truly a female Zhuge Liang."
"Yeah." Yinzhen couldn't wait to return to his wife and children to reunite.
Unexpectedly, despite all his calculations, the prince was still a fragile being, and could not escape death even after being cut into pieces. Yinzhen was extremely angry and secretly vowed to make him suffer eternal damnation.
"Thirteenth brother, immediately have all your trusted aides in the court nominate eighth brother as crown prince."
Yinzhen wrote furiously with a sinister look on his face.
"Wouldn't that be too easy for Eighth Brother and the others?" Thirteenth Prince said with a smile, "Fourth Brother, I know you're concerned about your relationship with Fourth Sister-in-law and Eighth Sister-in-law. If there are things you're not comfortable with, you can leave it to me. Fourth Sister-in-law won't blame you."
Yinzhen shook his head firmly: "No need, I don't want to embarrass your fourth sister-in-law."
The Thirteenth Prince was stunned and nodded slowly. Ever since his decisive and ruthless Fourth Brother met his Fourth Sister-in-law, he became more and more indecisive. He was very worried that his Fourth Brother would fail because of a woman at the critical moment of the fight for the throne.
"By the way, tell my eldest brother about Yinsi's disclosure of the information. That mad dog of mine will take action on our behalf." Yinzhen sneered.
"Very good, let big brother and my dear fight each other, and we will reap the benefits." Yinxiang's eyes were full of joy.
Seeing his fourth brother galloping towards Baoding City, Yinxiang was puzzled: "Fourth brother, what are you doing in Baoding City?"
"Buy Tangxian jujube wine and jujubes for your fourth sister-in-law. She likes to eat them."
"For such trivial matters, I can handle them myself."
Su Peisheng said helplessly, "Thirteenth Master, you don't know that every time the prince leaves Beijing for work, he must come to Baoding in person to buy jujube wine and dates. The prince must personally select the best dates to give to Fu Jin."
The Thirteenth Prince was shocked and whipped his horse to catch up with his Fourth Brother who had already walked away.
On New Year's Eve, Chu Xian and Wan Ning went to Tanzhe Mountain Villa early to escape from the world.
"Xian'er, how about having copper furnace pot tonight?"
Wan Ning put Xiao Hui'er on her shoulders and helped him sit steadily.
"It's all fine." Chu Xian hugged the Fifth Prince Hong Zhou tightly, a little absent-minded.
Upon seeing this, Nanny Chun calmly took the Fifth Prince away.
"Oh, tomorrow is the spring of the 41st year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign. Time makes us grow old so fast. I looked in the mirror yesterday and found fine lines around my eyes. I was so worried."
Wan Ning sighed and turned around, just as she was about to continue chatting with Xian'er, she suddenly saw a familiar figure riding a horse galloping down the mountain path.
Wan Ning smiled. "Hui'er, would you like me to take you to see those bright red frozen persimmons over there?"
"Hey! It's time for lunch soon, stop looking at the persimmons." Chu Xian put her hands on her hips, but Wan Ning ran faster with Hui'er.
"The young princes want to see it too." Nanny Chun and Sui Qingxianrong carried the Fourth Prince and the Fifth Prince and left quickly.
Chu Xian had no choice but to go forward alone and prepare to go to the farm to prepare lunch first, so that Wan Ning and the children could have lunch when they returned.
After taking a few steps, the sound of horse hooves came from far away behind him.
Chu Xian paused and slowly turned around. When she saw the man on the horse clearly, her nose felt sore and she burst into tears.
He had a stern face and seemed angry. Chu Xian turned around in fear, picked up her robe and ran away.
What should she say to him? Perhaps he came here today to settle a score, and she didn't want to be separated from him.
Chu Xian ran faster and faster, and the sound of galloping horses behind her was getting closer and closer.
Suddenly his waist tightened, and the whole person flew into the air and was rolled onto the horse's back by the whip.
"Why are you running?"
The man's breathing was slightly disordered, and he asked in a deep voice.
"Your Highness, are you here to ask for a divorce from me?" Chu Xian choked.
"What nonsense!"
He was angry, and Chu Xian became more and more uneasy: "If it's not a divorce, is it a divorce?"
"The prince didn't do anything to me. If Your Highness doesn't believe me, then just divorce me." Chu Xian lowered her head to hold back her tears, and decided to just go for broke.
"Ulanara Chu Xian, sooner or later I will be angered to death by you!" Yinzhen rushed into the farm on his horse, carried the woman on his shoulders, and went straight into the inner room.
Su Peisheng was already standing at the door with a smile on his face: "Master, the fragrant soup is ready."
Chu Xian struggled on the Fourth Master's shoulder for a long time until she sank into the bathtub. She was so frightened that she thrashed around in the misty bathtub. She turned around and bumped into a familiar solid embrace.
"Hmph, I rushed back all the way to spend New Year's Eve with you, and I didn't even have time to take a bath. And you're asking for a divorce on such a big day. Ulanara Chu Xian, you'd better give up the thought of a divorce."
"Who wants a divorce? You're slandering me." Chu Xian's face flushed red. She hadn't seen him for several months, and his eyes were too blunt.
The shameful memory of a few months ago came back to her mind again, and Chu Xian cowardly covered her face and avoided it.
"Xian'er, why are there only eleven letters from home? Master has been gone for one hundred and thirteen days, why are there only eleven letters?"
Upon hearing the letter from home, Chu Xian couldn't suppress her resentment. She widened her eyes and said bitterly, "I wrote to some people but they didn't reply. Why should I bother myself?"
"I have replied, but Mulan has many eyes and ears, so it is not convenient for me to reply."
"I will reply seriously to every letter from home, I swear." Yinzhen couldn't wait to undress his beloved.
He took off his clothes at an astonishing speed. After even unbuttoning his outer robe, he savagely tore off her bellyband. Chu Xian was immediately horrified.
"Has he been drugged again?"
"Hmm..." Yinzhen spoke vaguely and moved forward. He hadn't touched her body for several months, so how could he have no distracting thoughts?
When Wan Ning returned with the children, only servants were serving her in the dining room.
Little Honghui tilted his head and looked at his aunt: "Aunt Eighth, where are my father and mother?"
Wan Ning grinned and looked at the closed door: "Your father and mother are eating in the room, let's eat too."
At dinner time, Hui'er tilted her head again and asked her aunt earnestly, "Isn't Ama full yet?"
"Puff..." Wan Ning spat out a mouthful of tea.
"Ahem... not yet. Your father has a big appetite."
Su Peisheng hid by the door, trying to hold back his laughter. The door suddenly opened halfway. Su Peisheng hurriedly bent down and stole a glance to see the prince walking out of the room with a refreshed look.
"Father, what are you and mother eating hiding in the house?" Honghui opened his arms towards his father.
"Eat!" Chu Xian supported her sore waist, pushed away the unrestrained man, and leaned over to hold Xiao Huier in her arms.
Yinzhen took the two little princes who were still in swaddling clothes, and the family of five sat together at the dinner table.
Outside the window, Su Peisheng covered one ear and smiled with Xian Rong as they lit a cluster of fireworks, and the magnificent fireworks illuminated the night sky.
Seeing that Wan Ning was feeling a little awkward, Chu Xian quietly put Xiao Hui'er in her arms into Wan Ning's arms.
With Xiao Hui'er tossing and turning in her arms, Wan Ning smiled and fought with Xiao Hui'er for the candied lotus seeds.
Soon, Nanny Chun, Nanny Gui and other servants knelt in front of the door to wish their masters a happy new year.
Chu Xian and Wan Ning distributed the prepared red envelopes to everyone, and did not forget to reward each other's servants as well.
"Your Highness, Madam, the Eighth Master is here." Su Peisheng led Yan Jin to stand at the door.
When Wan Ning heard the name of the Eighth Master, her face instantly fell.
"Xian'er, shall we go to Tanzhe Temple to burn the first incense of the New Year?" Wan Ning said, and handed the sleepy little Hui'er to Nanny Chun.
"Let's go! I must grab the first incense stick this year." Chu Xian drank a few cups of jujube wine brought back by the Fourth Master. Her face flushed slightly, and she took Wan Ning's hand and left gracefully.
Yinzhen handed the young princes to the servants, stood up and walked to the door.
In the courtyard, Yinsi stood under the corridor against the wind and snow.
"Eighth brother, you returned home on a snowy night. Did you have a smooth journey?" Yinzhen raised his glass with a smile.
Yinsi looked dejected as he slowly took the wine cup handed to him by the servant and said, "Fourth brother, you have a good trick."
"I only hope that if Yinsi becomes a prisoner in the future, Fourth Brother will spare my family."
"Mutual." Yinzhen poured the wine on the ground and toasted his eighth brother from afar.
After the two brothers finished their tense conversation, they simultaneously chased after two flickering sheep-horn lanterns not far away.
Su Peisheng and Yan Jin followed their master with their hands in their pockets.
Yan Jin was silent for a long time, then he was the first to speak: "Brother Su, you and I are both servants. From now on, I only hope that you can give me a way to live. If I, little Yanzi, have offended you in the past, I beg you to forgive me."
"Sooner or later, my elder brother will become the greatest servant in the world. Don't bother with me, your younger brother."
After Yan Jin finished speaking, he took out a fine snuff bottle from his sleeve and quietly handed it to Su Peisheng: "Brother Su, I wish you a happy New Year."
"Oh, I haven't prepared any holiday gifts for you, how can I have the nerve to accept your gift." Su Peisheng declined with a smile.
"Brother, if you don't accept it, I won't be able to live peacefully this year. Please give me peace of mind."
"Okay." Su Peisheng chuckled and put the snuff bottle into his sleeve.
Chu Xian and Wan Ning were stunned in front of the mountain gate. They walked into the main hall at the same time, holding three incense sticks and burning incense together.
"Xian'er, this year we've won the first place, let's fight again next year!" Wan Ning panted and supported Xian'er's shoulders.
"Okay, when we're seventy or eighty, you and I will come here on crutches to burn incense."
"Xian'er, I should go back home."
"Why go back? Stay with me in Tanzhe Mountain Villa until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month." Chu Xian was worried that Wan Ning would be wronged in the Prince's Mansion.
The concubine Zhang became more and more arrogant because she gave birth to the eighth master's only son.
"Then what about your Prince Yong?" Wan Ning naturally wanted to celebrate the New Year with Xian'er, but she was embarrassed to separate Prince Yong and Xian'er.
"As for him... His Majesty will be back in the capital the day after tomorrow, and the prince will have things to do." Chu Xian stole a glance at the Fourth and Eighth Masters standing outside the threshold, and added, "Everyone has things to do."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand. Never mind. As long as Prince Yong doesn't mind."
The Fourth Master didn't even wait for Emperor Kangxi to return to Beijing to get busy. He and the Eighth Master hurried back to the Forbidden City on New Year's Day.
"Xian'er, is something wrong?" Wan Ning keenly noticed something unusual.
"Well, the prince will be reinstated soon."
"Ah! It's over. I should have listened to you and written a petition on behalf of Yinsi. Wuuuuu..." Wan Ning burst into tears. "Will Yinsi be in trouble? Xian'er, it's my fault."
"Wan Ning, I can guarantee that the Eighth Master will not die, but he may no longer have ambitions to seize the throne."
"That's good. What's so good about the throne? Everyone's fighting to the death for it." Wan Ning stood up with tears in her eyes. "Xian'er, if Prince Yong has a chance to obtain the throne in the future, will you grant me a divorce?"
"Okay." Chu Xian nodded solemnly in agreement.
"It's a deal." Wan Ning stretched out her hand and high-fived Chu Xian as an oath.
"From today until the dust settles, neither you nor I are allowed to pry into the affairs of the court. How do you do that?"
"I'm fine with it. I don't like getting involved in court disputes." Chu Xian agreed without hesitation.
From the first to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Chu Xian and Wan Ning had a tacit understanding not to mention court affairs anymore, and they didn't even ask about any trivial matters of the court anymore.
On the 16th day of the first lunar month, not long after Chu Xian returned to the palace, she was shocked to hear that the Third Master had secretly reported to Emperor Kangxi that the Prince of Zhi had defeated the Crown Prince, and that the Prince of Zhi had been confined to the clan house two days ago and was not allowed to leave until he was dead.
After the Prince of Zhi was imprisoned, he actually recommended the Eighth Master as the Crown Prince based on the fortune teller's false words. Unexpectedly, he received so much support that two-thirds of the court officials recommended the Eighth Master as the Crown Prince.
Even Tong Guowei recommended the Eighth Master as the Crown Prince.
The Eighth Master was flattered to death by everyone, which was a big taboo and there was no chance for him to turn things around.
In March of the 41st year of the Kangxi reign, Emperor Kangxi was furious because the Eighth Prince presented a dead eagle on his birthday, and he reprimanded the Eighth Prince on Xiazhi.
Chu Xian was shocked to hear the bad news. Everyone knew that Emperor Kangxi once compared himself to a Saker Falcon. Even if the Eighth Master was stupid, he would not present a dead eagle to the emperor.
Emperor Kangxi was so disgusted with the Eighth Prince that he was too lazy to even make up reasons to criticize him.
Now whatever the Eighth Master does is wrong. Yesterday he even fell ill in the Forbidden City.
"Xian'er, I want to go to the Forbidden City to take care of him." Wan Ning's eyes were filled with tears.
"Are you really going? He's the target of public criticism now, and I'm afraid you'll be wronged."
"He is sick and I am his wife. If I don't take care of him, who else can I rely on? Zhang is hoping that something bad will happen to Yinsi so that she can take the little prince to inherit the title and not be implicated by Yinsi." Wan Ning sobbed.
"Xian'er, he's recuperating in the Forbidden City, and I always feel uneasy. I'm really desperate. Can you help me? I want him to move his sickbed back to the Prince's Mansion to recuperate."
"Xian'er, please..." Wan Ning bent her knees and crawled on the ground.
"This...I'll discuss it with the prince." Chu Xian was really embarrassed. She didn't expect Wan Ning to still be deeply in love with the Eighth Master.
"Xian'er, he is no longer a match for Prince Yong. Can you please beg Prince Yong to spare his life?"
"Don't panic, Eighth Brother's sister. I promise that Eighth Brother will be able to return home next month."
The Fourth Master walked into the main courtyard, and Chu Xian gave him a grateful look.
"Thank you so much, Prince Yong, for your kindness. I...I will go to the Forbidden City and take care of Yinsi. I will make sure he doesn't cause any trouble for you."
After sending Wan Ning away, Chu Xian sat in the Fourth Master's arms, worried, "Will this cause trouble for me?"
"That's fine. Eighth brother should be worried that after the Crown Prince is reinstated, he will face relentless retaliation from his followers."
"The prince is going to be reinstated?" Chu Xian's eyes were filled with fear.
"Xian'er, don't be afraid of him." Yinzhen held his wife in his arms and comforted her in a gentle voice.
"Then...will the prince take revenge on me?"
"What revenge? I was the first one to submit a memorial to plead for him." Yinzhen sneered.
Chu Xian was worried: "Master must be blaming me for acting on my own."
"Xian'er, you've helped me a lot. From now on, I will be the most idle person in the Qing Dynasty. I will grow vegetables and weave cloth with you in your house and will not care about the affairs of state."
"You are absolutely right. Not fighting is fighting."
"Aren't you afraid that the Eighth Master and his gang will support the Fourteenth Prince and fight against your brothers?" Chu Xian reminded.
She remembered that in history, after the Eighth Prince's party lost the fight for the throne, they actually supported the Fourth Prince's brother, the Fourteenth Prince, to win the throne. The Fourth Prince was furious, and after ascending the throne, he sent the Fourteenth Prince to Jingling to guard the body of Emperor Kangxi.
It was not until Emperor Qianlong ascended the throne that the Fourteenth Prince was pardoned.
"Fourteen? Haha... No wonder my eighth brother lost." Yinzhen said sarcastically.
Hearing the sarcasm in the Fourth Master's tone and the lack of fear, Chu Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then what should I do next? Just tell me." Chu Xian was worried about doing something wrong, so she asked hurriedly.
"You don't need to do anything. Just stay in the palace, take care of your husband and children. Don't go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion too often."
"Eighth brother is cruel and vicious. You are no match for him." Yinzhen said bluntly.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Chu Xian didn't dare to cause trouble at this critical moment.
Just as he was hesitating whether to remind Wan Ning, the world spun around and he found himself pinned down on the bed by the Fourth Master.
He was really busy. He just took a break and then hurried back to his study. He and his staff were plotting some conspiracy again. He didn't even have time to spend dinner with her and the children.
After lunch the next day, Nanny Chun brought news that the Eighth Concubine had sealed the corner gate leading to the main courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.
"Fujin, I heard that this morning the Eighth Master was carried back to the Eighth Prince's Mansion from the Forbidden City, and was taken back to the Fujin Courtyard by the Eighth Lady to be taken care of personally."
"Alright, seal the corner gate on our side as well. Tell Wan Ning that if there's any emergency, send Nanny Gui to the palace gatehouse to report."
Chu Xian did not doubt Wan Ning at all. She knew that Wan Ning must be worried that the Eighth Master and his gang would plot against her, so she took precautions and sealed the corner door.
"Is everything okay, Eighth Lady?"
"The Eighth Lady forcefully seized the reins of the household from Concubine Zhang and sent Concubine Zhang, her son, and the eldest princess to live in Nanyuan."
Chu Xian hummed lightly and looked towards the direction of the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
Across the alley, Wan Ning said nothing as she held the cup of warm medicine to the man's lips.
"Why? Why won't you drink? If you need Concubine Zhang's care, I will send you to Nanyuan right away so that your family of four can be reunited as soon as possible."
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