When the person sent by the Imperial Concubine to invite the Eighth Prince's wife heard these words through the courtyard gate, his face turned dark.
Everyone says that the Eighth Prince's wife is arrogant and reckless, and it is indeed true.
When the Eighth Prince's wife saw the person who came, she looked embarrassed for a moment before resuming her usual arrogance.
"I wonder what Your Highness has summoned me for?" The Eighth Prince's wife still respected the Imperial Concubine.
Just as she dared not speak loudly in front of Consort Yi, she was willing to flatter and be subservient to the Noble Consort, who was of a higher status than Consort Yi.
The saying "tailoring one's approach to the dish" perfectly describes someone like her.
"This servant doesn't know either. You'll find out when you come with me, Eighth Princess Consort," said the head maid.
Without mentioning how the Imperial Concubine reprimanded the Eighth Prince's wife, Emperor Kangxi waited in the Imperial Study, growing angrier the longer he waited.
Yinzhi had just stepped into the room when he was hit on the forehead by an ink stick.
Blood gushed out, and no one dared to wipe it away for him, not even himself.
"Your son greets Father Emperor." Yinzhi knelt on the ground, extremely respectful.
Emperor Kangxi was furious: "I am uneasy!"
"You are my son, bearing the surname Aisin Gioro, and you married the daughter of a subject, not a son-in-law who married into the Prince An's household. How dare you be controlled by a woman, allowing your wife to disrespect your birth mother and speak rudely in public? How can you have the face to come before me and ask how I am doing?"
Yinzhi prostrated himself, his face pressed to the ground: "Mother has never said anything bad about the Fujin. It's just that Mother prefers peace and quiet, which is why she asked the Fujin to come and pay her respects less often. The Fujin is truly devoted to her son and takes care of everything properly. Even if she is occasionally impulsive in her words, it is only because she is naturally straightforward."
"You still think she's right?" Kangxi seemed to have calmed down, but the anger surging in his eyes was even more intense.
Yinzhi gritted his teeth: "The Princess Consort was just a bit impulsive in her speech. She's always been like this since she was little. Prince An pities her for losing her parents at a young age and spoils her, so she doesn't know how to restrain herself. I will teach her to be more sensible in the future."
"And what about you?" Kangxi suddenly asked.
Yinzhi was stunned. What was wrong with him?
"Husband and wife are one. Your consort showed no respect for the Crown Prince's First Consort, whom I personally appointed, in front of everyone. As her husband, do you also disrespect my Crown Prince?" Kangxi asked.
Yinzhi was so frightened that his whole body went limp, and he bowed even lower: "Your son dares not."
"Is it that she doesn't dare to, or that she doesn't dare to think about it?" Kangxi couldn't be unaware that the reason why the Eighth Prince's wife dared to speak so recklessly in front of Tong Wanyan was partly due to Yinzhi's indulgence.
"Yin Si, you must remember, my Crown Prince is incomparably noble, no one can compare. He is the emperor, you are the subject, you must never have any delusions." Kangxi's words were like daggers to the heart.
"Today, your wife overstepped her bounds by presuming upon the Crown Prince's concubine, that is one mistake. Her words offended the other concubines in the harem, that is another mistake. Both crimes will be punished equally, and I will not let her off lightly. As for you, as a husband, your inability to discipline your wife is also a serious offense," Kangxi said.
Emperor Kangxi summoned Yinzhi not to hear his explanation.
He was avenging Yinreng and also saving face for Tong Wanyan.
Yinzhi was filled with resentment. The wound on his forehead and the bruises on his body from being beaten by the other princes made him feel sore that he was in despair.
From the moment he entered the palace until now, his imperial father has not shown any concern for his injuries.
"Your son accepts the punishment." Yinzhi closed his eyes resignedly; he was ultimately no match for the Crown Prince.
Having knelt for so long, Yinzhi walked with a limp when he left.
In front of the Imperial Study, the servants dared not help him walk, for fear of angering Emperor Kangxi again.
If one suffers only minor physical injury, and is able to be punished by Emperor Kangxi and then let the matter go, that would be an immense stroke of luck.
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