Chapter 105 [Extra] What If 01: Pregnant with triplets, I transmigrated into a life of luxury...
Jialuo was recently diagnosed by the imperial physician with twins and triplets. Her five- or six-month-old belly was comparable to someone who was almost eight months pregnant.
During her afternoon nap, she felt her bed shake several times, like aftershocks from an earthquake, but she was too sleepy to get up.
When I got up again, I found that the people who were guarding my bedside were gone. Hmm? Where did they go?
"Xiaoqing?" She slowly got up, sat up, and sat on the edge of the bed, only to find...where are my shoes??
Wearing white stockings and stepping on the carpet, everything felt unfamiliar. Was this... the front yard?
She didn't stay overnight in the front courtyard very often, but as the Crown Princess, she still frequented it a few times and knew its layout.
Some things have changed, but Jialuo remembers that she went to sleep in a room in the main courtyard before going to bed. Could she have remembered it wrong?
Touching her round belly, feeling a bit thirsty, she slowly walked to the table and sat down, feeling somewhat tired.
Jialuo only then realized the seriousness of the situation. She looked left and right, but there wasn't a single trace of her own. There were no clothes, jewelry boxes, or even the cabinet that was there. The teapot wasn't the kind she liked either...
Wearing warm white stockings, Jialuo strolled around the room on the fluffy carpet.
As she wandered around the room, she felt the layout looked familiar; it wasn't much different from the room in Yinreng's front courtyard, but...
As Jialuo hesitated, she heard a huffy little voice from outside, "Don't follow me in."
As he spoke, a door was pushed open, followed by footsteps, and then slammed shut.
Jialuo watched as the sulking little dumpling walked in, sat on the stool, clenched her chubby little fists, and angrily slammed them on the table.
Hong Yao?
Jialuo, who had been standing behind the curtains, emerged, her large pregnant belly radiating a crystalline light like a spirit. She spoke gently and softly, "Hongyao?"
The little dumpling was furious when he heard someone make a sound. He had been told not to come in, but they had disregarded his orders.
He turned around angrily and glared at her, only to find a strange woman, shimmering with a silvery-white light, with a large pregnant belly, gently calling his name.
who?
A woman from the Emperor's harem? Pregnant with a child? Is she trying to use him for something?
"This is not a place for you." The little dumpling said angrily, her face stern. She looked like she was trying to appear mature, but her sullen expression was incredibly cute.
For example, Jialuo, who is overflowing with maternal love right now, said, "My son Hongyao is so cute. What's wrong with Hongyao? Are you angry with your mother?"
It's just that I didn't give him too much roasted lamb. Didn't he think about how much he ate before? And now he wants dessert. What if he gets a stomachache from overeating?
But is her Hongyao really such a temperamental child?
But Jialuo still gently coaxed him, wanting to reach out and touch his little belly, completely ignoring her own situation at that moment.
"How dare you! Who are you calling 'Mother'?" The little dumpling was so angry that her eyes widened as she glared at Jialuo, and she even slammed her hand on the table in a fit of rage.
"Hongyao? You can't talk to your mother like that." Jialuo subconsciously grabbed the little dumpling's hand. Even if she was angry, she couldn't do that. After taking his hand, she looked down and saw that it was red. She blew on it with heartache.
The little dumpling frowned on its cute face, looking a bit unhappy as it tried to pull its hand back. "I'm not Hongyao."
Who is Hongyao? Is there such a child in the palace?
"Huh? Not Hongyao? Are you playing games with your mother? Then who are you? Could it be... you're a Balala the Fairy?" Jialuo didn't care that he pulled his hand back and laughed in an exaggerated manner.
The little dumpling, unaware of the reference, widened its eyes and exclaimed, "I am the Crown Prince!"
Crown Prince?
Jialuo was stunned for a moment. There was only one prince she knew. She lowered her head and carefully examined the little dumpling in front of her.
Indeed, upon closer inspection, he does look somewhat different from her son Hongyao. However, she hadn't considered that this wasn't her son Hongyao and had only assumed it was a lighting issue.
"Crown Prince? Bao Cheng? Yinreng?" Of all the people who looked so much like His Highness and were the same age, this was the only one she recognized.
The little dumpling, hearing the woman's tentative question, raised its chin with a touch of pride, "It's me."
Then, looking at her arrogantly, she asked in a childish voice, "Who are you? Why are you glowing?"
He had never seen a person who could glow, nor had anyone ever worn clothes that glowed; to the little dumpling, it was all so incredible.
"Me... I'm your future Crown Princess." Jialuo looked at the adorable chubby little dumpling and smiled happily. So that's why... she knew it! He looked so much like her own Hongyao, yet there were some differences. And the courtyard of Yuqing Palace felt strangely familiar.
Tai, Crown Princess? future?
"I don't believe it." How could such an absurd thing happen? The little dumpling thought that the woman in front of him must think he was too young and was lying to him.
Jialuo put on a serious face, her delicate and beautiful face very earnest. "Of course it's true. I come from more than ten years in the future. At that time, Baocheng was already taller than me. This is Baocheng's child, who will be born soon."
Jialuo frowned slightly, her worries deepening. "I just took a nap, but when I woke up I found myself here. I don't know how to get back. What if I can't get back?"
Little Bao Cheng looked at her with a puzzled expression, seemingly not understanding, and then...
"Someone come here!" The little dumpling shouted alertly in its childish voice.
At his command, the guards outside immediately pushed open the door and entered, bowing respectfully, "Your Highness."
"Throw her out." The little dumpling pointed at Jialuo, his face angry yet cold. What was the Emperor's concubine doing here? Did she want to use him to compete for favor?
None of the children who grew up in the imperial harem were truly innocent to the extreme.
As the emperor's most beloved child, he had witnessed many concubines flattering him while speaking ill of him behind his back.
However, those concubines were never seen again.
Hmph, he knew it all along; in his father's heart, he was the most important person.
What Crown Princess? Does he think Bao Cheng is a fool?
Who would believe that? It's glowing... It must be wearing reflective clothes to fool him.
However, to the little dumpling's disappointment this time, the servants and maids looked at her blankly after entering, saying, "Your Highness, there's... no one here..."
Looking left and right, there was no one in sight. Was His Highness seeing things? Or...?
They dared not imagine the possibility that followed.
"What? Isn't this right here?" The little dumpling pointed at Jialuo, who was still glowing, frowned, and looked quite serious and angry. Were they blind?
The baby's wet nurse followed the direction the little finger was pointing, but there was nothing there, and her face turned quite pale.
A quick-witted eunuch behind him was so frightened that he hurriedly went out to the Qianqing Palace to find the Emperor!
"Oh no, oh no, Your Majesty!!!" His Highness the Crown Prince saw something unclean! Yuqing Palace! There's something unclean in Yuqing Palace!!!
Back at the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Kangxi was still troubled by the Three Feudatories. Upon hearing that Bao Cheng had gotten into trouble, he immediately abandoned his official duties and went to the Yuqing Palace.
At this moment, Jialuo stood there silently, watching their wary and fearful expressions. Perhaps... they thought she was a ghost?
The little dumpling stomped its foot in anger. "How can I not see her? Isn't she right here?" it cried. Looking up at the woman who had just been talking to it, it demanded, "Who are you?"
"You... the future Crown Princess?" Jialuo had been calling her Crown Prince "Baocheng" affectionately lately, especially in bed. So, looking at the little dumpling's face, she asked with a strange and hesitant expression, "If you wish, I can be your mother too."
Facing her five-year-old 'little husband,' Jialuo felt a bit awkward. Perhaps she should just treat him as a son? After all, he looks almost the same as her Hongyao.
This adorable little boy is so cute, she could never have the idea of him being her husband; she has no Omega fetish.
The wet nurse had already sneaked up to the little dumpling, and when no one was paying attention, she was about to pick up the little prince and run away.
At this moment, Bao Cheng seemed to understand that the woman in front of him was invisible to others, only to him.
The woman, radiating a silvery light, knew who she was. Could she be... a fairy?
"Are you my Empress Mother?" the little dumpling suddenly asked her expectantly, her already delicate and cute face now sparkling even brighter.
Focusing only on the last sentence, he looked at Jialuo with expectant eyes, as if he wanted to imprint his mother's face in his mind's eye.
The servants attending to the young prince all looked pale and panicked with fear.
Oh dear! Who was it? Especially the wet nurse, who picked up the little prince and ran out quickly, while the group of servants lined up like a rearguard to block her escape.
Jialuo stood there, out of sight of anyone, and with her big belly sticking out, how could she possibly keep up?
Sitting there, looking around, she felt a little down. She didn't know why she had come to this place, and besides, no one could see her.
She looked down and touched her round belly, occasionally glancing up at the outside. Could it be... that she was just having a dream?
Otherwise, how could he suddenly... seem to have traveled through time, and no one except Bao Cheng could see him?
Jialuo, completely pretending she was dreaming, stood up again, wearing white socks, and looked around. It turned out that in her imagination, Baocheng was indeed incredibly cute as a child.
Could it be that the words I uttered in bed last night, laughing as I said, "I want to see if our Bao Cheng was super cute when he was little," caused me to have such vivid dreams last night?
People say that women often have pregnancy dreams, such as dreaming of snakes, which means they will give birth to a son...
I don't know if it's true or not, but there is such a saying. So what does it mean to dream of one's own prince?
Jialuo walked out of the gate. Since she could pass through the group of servants standing side by side without any problem, she didn't care. The huge front yard was exactly the same as she remembered.
A faint smile appeared on her lips, but even in a familiar place filled with unfamiliar people, a slight melancholy still rose in Jia Luo's heart.
Perhaps, the surge in estrogen during pregnancy can cause a woman to become more sentimental.
I had only gone out for a short walk when I went back to my bed. I probably fell asleep, and then I woke up.
However, her son Bao Cheng was indeed adorable when he was little, just as adorable as her son Hong Yao. No wonder the Emperor always looked at his son Hong Yao with a nostalgic gaze.
At this moment, Kangxi rushed towards Yuqing Palace, while the wet nurse carrying Xiao Baocheng also quickly ran outside.
They met outside Yuqing Palace. The little dumpling was looking back with longing eyes, curious about the person who claimed to be both his Crown Princess and his Empress Mother. Then he heard his father calling his name.
"Father Emperor?" Turning her head, she saw her father's worried face and called out softly and obediently, forgetting her anger towards him earlier.
After bringing Bao Cheng back to the Qianqing Palace, Kangxi finally asked, "Who did you see just now?"
At first, Xiao Baocheng thought she was one of the Emperor's concubines, then he thought she was the Empress Dowager, but she didn't look quite like the Empress Dowager's portrait. As for the phrase "future Crown Princess," he didn't believe it.
He shook his head. "Your subject doesn't know either. It was just... just a woman who was glowing and heavily pregnant."
As she spoke, she even used her little hands to draw a large circle on her stomach.
The action looked cute, but Kangxi's face darkened. The harem had always been a place of intrigue and deception, and countless people had died unjustly.
However, he had never seen any wronged spirits. As an emperor, he possessed the aura of a dragon, and it was impossible for any wronged spirit to dare to linger in front of him.
He had never seen it in the Qianqing Palace before, so Kangxi frowned, filled with worry.
There were quite a few pregnant women in the imperial harem who were killed.
"Baocheng, don't panic, your father is here." Kangxi was actually quite worried, afraid that the vengeful spirit would come to harm his son. "Baocheng, do you remember what clothes you were wearing?"
Are they the wronged souls of the previous dynasty, or even those from the time of the late emperor? But that spot in Yuqing Palace must belong to the wronged souls of the previous dynasty, ha!
Xiao Baocheng, who hadn't been paying much attention, frowned and thought for almost half a minute before saying, "Red clothes, disheveled hair..."
Emperor Kangxi embraced his son and instructed Liang Jiugong to invite the lama to the palace.
The servants in Yuqing Palace have already been taken into custody by the people sent by Kangxi. If word gets out that His Highness the Crown Prince encountered a ghost, it will be a serious incident that will damage the Crown Prince's reputation.
Kangxi later changed his mind and no longer believed that he had actually seen a ghost; he thought that someone must have done something behind the scenes.
check!
As for Yuqing Palace, Bao Cheng can't go back there. He'll stay in Qianqing Palace for now. The Crown Prince staying in Qianqing Palace is something the women in the harem find most unacceptable.
They all hope to give the Emperor a son, but the Emperor doesn't linger in the harem; he only cares about the Crown Prince!
The Yuqing Palace was being thoroughly purged, which Jialuo witnessed, and she even sprayed strong liquor on it.
She thought she would recover after waking up, but she found herself still there. No one could see her, and she couldn't touch anyone else. She wasn't hungry or thirsty.
You can go out without any restrictions.
Two days later, I saw lamas performing rituals at Yuqing Palace. I heard that there were also highly respected monks there, oh... they came to help her pass on to the afterlife.
However, it doesn't seem to be of much use, for example, she hasn't gone back yet and is still here.
The Qianqing Palace.
Emperor Kangxi did not take Baocheng to Yuqing Palace. After the lamas finished their rituals, they invited the most famous monk master in the capital.
The master had a kind and benevolent face, and Kangxi only asked a question in a veiled tone.
Unfortunately, the master seems to prefer speaking in riddles.
In fact, he wouldn't perform any rituals to help the deceased pass on, nor could he see any wronged spirits. However, he couldn't say this directly to the emperor, otherwise, all the reputation he had painstakingly built in the capital would be ruined.
So, using all the rhetoric he'd ever used, he could try his best to fool this Manchu emperor. Surely... someone from beyond the Great Wall would be easier to fool, right?
Emperor Kangxi was skeptical, but he still took the old monk to Yuqing Palace.
Oh... He couldn't see anything, which made Kangxi suspicious. Was it fake? It couldn't be that only Bao Cheng could see it, while he couldn't see it?
Later, after some time, they took Bao Cheng back to Yuqing Palace and found... that the person was gone? No, it was the wronged spirit who was gone.
Despite this, Xiao Baocheng remained in the Qianqing Palace, while Xiao Baoqing, who had been living outside the palace, had already returned. On the very first day Jialuo arrived, Xiao Baocheng was furious at the 'affection' between him and his father.
After Jialuo's incident, Kangxi focused all his attention on Xiao Baocheng.
Upon investigation, it was discovered that most of the elderly people the Empress had left for the Crown Prince had been bribed by the concubines in the harem.
After all, the Empress had passed away, and the young Crown Prince was not yet able to protect them. He was also easily fooled, so a lot of subtle fragrances were placed in the study and sleeping room in the front courtyard of Yuqing Palace.
Emperor Kangxi suspected that Bao Cheng had been harmed by this group of people. What red ghost? Investigate!
The eldest prince, Baoqing, who had been hoping for his father's love, felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Encouraged by his wet nurse, he began to argue with the crown prince.
What kind of crown prince is he! Why is he allowed to stay in the palace? Why does Father Emperor favor him so much?
He refused.
So, he had to compete with the Crown Prince in a game of baccarat. And sure enough, the outcome was quite obvious: Xiao Baocheng ran away in a fit of rage.
Xiao Baocheng has been feeling incredibly wronged lately. Waaah, he... he... the moment he returned to the palace, both his father and Grandma Ukuma liked him...
Bao Cheng, Bao Cheng even lost to him. He's completely, completely unworthy of being the Crown Prince, sob sob sob...
After running away, one person, with red eyes, hid inside a rockery in the palace, wiping away tears with a pitiful expression.
For some reason, Jialuo felt a bit bored today. She had been cooped up in Yuqing Palace all day and no one could see her. Unfortunately, the young prince had been left in Qianqing Palace by Kangxi. If she went there, the young prince would not be able to control his facial expressions and would definitely be noticed.
I don't care about myself, but the key is that the young prince is still young and people always suspect that he has been haunted by ghosts, which is not good for his future.
Jialuo walked out of Yuqing Palace and came to the Imperial Garden. The weather was sunny and bright, but she didn't know why she was still wandering around here.
Logically speaking, after so many days, her belly should be bigger by now. But never mind, there's no science to explain spiritual beings who don't need to eat or drink.
However, as they walked, they could faintly hear the sobbing of a child.
Walking over, I found a little dumpling sitting on the ground, hugging its knees and crying. Its pitiful appearance broke Jialuo's heart.
"Baocheng, what's wrong?" This artificial hill is quite large, and it's located in a secluded corner of the Imperial Garden. The surrounding area is desolate. Worried, she crawled into the artificial hill. It's only because her spirit body has no weight that she could move, otherwise, with her big belly, it would have been really difficult for her to move.
When the wronged and tearful Xiao Baocheng heard someone call his name, he, being somewhat concerned about his image, quickly wiped away the tears from his face. He looked up, annoyed and furious, thinking, "Which wretched woman..."
Was it her? The woman who could glow? In this slightly dimly lit artificial hill, she was like a bright lamp, illuminating the hill and him as well.
"What are you doing?" When no one else could see her except him, Xiao Baocheng knew that she was no ordinary person.
"I came to see you." She sat down next to Xiao Baocheng, the only one who could reach her.
"I, I didn't cry." Little Bao Cheng didn't want to go anywhere right now, his pitiful little voice trying to appear strong.
"I know that our Baocheng is a strong and persevering boy. He is also cute, studies hard, and has a noble and elegant temperament. How could he possibly cry?" She coaxed him in a soft voice. In her opinion, Crown Prince Yinreng was indeed much more outstanding than the other princes.
Xiao Baocheng looked at her with red eyes, seemingly surprised, perhaps aggrieved, but mostly shy and embarrassed. "But, but Gubuku is still no match for... Big, Big Brother."
He didn't want to call him "elder brother," but for a moment, he stammered and reluctantly added it. He was, in fact, a sensible and polite Crown Prince.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten that the First Prince is two years older than you? Don't you even know how tall he is?" She reached out and ruffled Bao Cheng's little head. So their relationship started when they were children?
Xiao Baocheng puffed out his cheeks in deep thought, "So, in two years, I'll be able to compare to my older brother?"
"You will be older in two years, and the eldest prince will also be two years older. Besides, as the crown prince, if you have to compare everything with others, besides the 'buku' (a type of official), shouldn't you also compare literature, crafts, and commerce with others? What you need to do is to place these talents in appropriate positions and govern every industry and every corner of the Qing Dynasty."
The gentle woman spoke profound truths, telling the crown prince in simple and straightforward language that his mindset was misplaced.
Xiao Baocheng had never heard of such a principle, and his father, the Emperor, would not have specifically told him this.
Only then did he take a serious look at her. Her face... was indeed quite beautiful. He remembered her saying that she was his future crown princess.
The little boy born into the inner palace couldn't be too innocent. Even a three-year-old kindergarten child knows to play house and pretend to be the father, mother, and bride. At this moment, he clenched his little hands and asked, "Who, who are you?"
This time, he genuinely wanted to know. He looked at her with sparkling eyes, but without any of the adult emotions one might have; he was simply curious and expectant.
If she is his Crown Princess, does that mean she will only favor him and not favor Baoqing like the Emperor, Wukuma, and the Empress Dowager?
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, yet she tried desperately to conceal it, lowering her gaze so that her long eyelashes obscured her beautiful eyes.
But the next second, he looked up at the woman who seemed to glow.
Jialuo chuckled softly. She could tell that the young prince hadn't yet developed the composure he would later possess. She understood what he was trying to say, and Jialuo chuckled again.
"I told you, she's your future Crown Princess," he said, reaching out to pick up the chubby little boy and sit him on his lap. Luckily, he wasn't very heavy. "Baocheng, my sweetie, did someone bully you today?"
Her precious child was being bullied and was crying his eyes out; it broke her heart.
When Xiao Baocheng was held and sat on her lap, he was terrified. He was afraid that he would squeeze her round belly and wanted to struggle. He was a man, a real man, a Baturu. How could he let someone else hold him?
But then the image of Consort Rong holding her third brother flashed through his mind. He was standing right there, and his father was so busy talking to his third brother who had returned to the palace that no one paid any attention to him...
"You, you, be careful of your belly..." Xiao Baocheng had seen many pregnant women in the harem, but they were all nervously protecting their bellies, let alone such a big movement. He, he was quite heavy.
(End of this chapter)
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