She huddled in the corner, not daring to speak again at this moment.
The carriage began to rumble forward with the sound of its shafts, propelled by the driver's skillful maneuvering.
For a moment, the still somewhat noisy carriage quieted down.
Outside, the sky gradually darkened.
Before it got completely dark, Emperor Kangxi and his entourage arrived at their resting place, an imperial estate in the suburbs.
At this point, there was only one day left before returning to the capital.
Everyone disembarked from the carriage and returned to their respective courtyards, which had been arranged by the palace staff.
Boer and Dai supported themselves with their soft, jade-like legs, their gazes slightly vacant.
The maid was concerned about her mistress and kept asking how she was doing.
Boer and Dai smiled wryly, "We're tired. No matter what we say tonight, we need to get some rest early."
With her delicate appearance, she really couldn't withstand such a high-intensity journey.
Sure enough, staying in the capital and getting married was the best way out. Otherwise, if she were sent to Mongolia for a political marriage by imperial decree, her small body wouldn't be able to withstand the bumpy journey back and forth.
The maid helped Bu'er and Dai into the room, and at the same time, she made sure to prepare warm water for their bath after taking good care of her mistress.
If the master wants to go to bed early tonight, then we need to hurry up in other areas as well.
"No need to prepare dinner, just some pastries and soup to fill your stomach."
Boer and Dai didn't want to cause any trouble, because they simply didn't have the energy.
If she had known that riding in the carriage these past few days would be so uncomfortable, she would have begged her father to let her and her mother stay in the palace.
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What's the point of coming all this way? You didn't get any bargains, and you ended up with a ton of trouble.
As Bu'er and Dai complained about their miserable daily lives, before they could finish, a maid ran over to tell them that the Eleventh Princess Consort, Lady Fucha, had come again.
Boer and Dai: ...This is never-ending, this person is really persistent.
Neither Bu'er nor Dai knew what to say. On the way back to the capital, this eleventh princess sister-in-law had been clinging to her like glue.
Could it be that she really thought that the direct descendant of the Fucha clan she married would be involved with her?
Sometimes, Bu Er and Dai really wanted to crack open Fucha's head to see what was inside, since she was always acting strangely and incomprehensibly.
He waved his hand casually, "Please let her in."
She was, after all, the wife of the eleventh prince, and with the Empress Dowager standing behind her, Bu'er and Dai couldn't afford to be disrespectful.
The maidservant replied, "Yes."
Soon, footsteps came from the doorway, and another girl spoke softly.
Because of the distance, Boer and Dai didn't hear very clearly.
But when Lady Fucha entered the room, seeing the various gift boxes carried by the maids following behind her, Bu'er and Dai understood that this person had changed her tactics and planned to spend lavishly.
"Eleventh Imperial Sister-in-Law"
Bu'er and Dai stood up and greeted Fucha with sweet smiles.
Lady Fucha nodded with a smile and sat down opposite Boer and Dai with a friendly expression.
"Imperial Sister"
"Eleventh Sister-in-law, is there something you need?" Bu'er and Dai looked at the gift box on the table with their bright eyes.
Fucha said with a reserved expression, "These are some local specialties sent by the ministers below."
Your eleventh brother thought that since your younger sister didn't have any yet, he sent me here.
Upon hearing this, Bu Er and Dai blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed. "I'm so sorry to have troubled you, Eleventh Brother and Eleventh Sister-in-law, to remember me."
However, I have an older brother, so I shouldn't be short of local specialties.
As if sensing the confusion of Bu'er and Dai, Lady Fucha explained that these local specialties were a special gift from Emperor Kangxi, sent by Yin Tao after entertaining the ministers. There was only one of these gifts, and no one else received one.
Boer and Dai: ...Oh ho, so this is considered a special trip to show off in front of her?
Unable to understand where Fucha's pride came from, Bu'er and Dai smiled gently, inwardly giving Fucha a thorough evaluation from head to toe.
After Lady Fucha left, Buer and Dai instructed their maids to take the items Lady Fucha had brought to the storeroom for safekeeping.
"This princess has seen it all; even currying favor is done unwillingly." And this is how they expect to build connections and networks for their side? Dream on.
Speechless, Bu'er and Dai took a bath with the help of their maid, then finished their pastries and soup, turned off the lights, and fell fast asleep.
Meanwhile, Fucha, acting as a sycophant, was reporting to Yin Tao about the unsuccessful progress of the process.
Boer and Dai were indeed right in their observation; Lady Fucha did not think much of her.
The reason was not that Bulhe Dai had a bad background; on the contrary, Bulhe Dai had a very good background, but Fucha, the eleventh prince's wife, had a very bad background. After marrying Yin Tao, who was raised by the Empress Dowager, Fucha felt this even more strongly.
In particular, there was another woman named Liu Jia in Yin Tao's residence, whose social status was no lower than hers.
Therefore, according to Lady Fucha's wishes, she did not want to please Buer and Dai, nor did she want to get involved with the direct line of the Fucha clan. What Yin Tao asked her to do now went against her original intention, so it is no wonder that Lady Fucha chose to outwardly comply but inwardly defy him.
"Sir, maybe we should just call it quits."
Fucha squeezed her handkerchief, speaking in a deliberately casual manner.
If she didn't try to please Bu'er, Dai, and Fucha, she would still be the high and mighty Eleventh Princess Consort.
But whenever she tried to please Bu Er, Dai, and Fucha, she felt like a useless piece of trash.
With her mind already twisted, Lady Fucha lowered her head and prayed in her heart that the Eleventh Prince would quickly agree.
Unfortunately, Yin Tao had great ambitions; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to rise to prominence during the Qianlong era, and even become one of Qianlong's most relied-upon uncles.
"Madam, if this matter succeeds, it will not do us any harm."
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