The Eighth Prince's words were like a needle, piercing the Eighth Princess's most painful spot.
She turned her head and glared at him fiercely: "Is it because you can't give birth, sir?"
"Don't always misunderstand me. My lady, you must understand me." The Eighth Prince frowned, looking very troubled and helpless.
It was as if the Eighth Prince's wife was an immature child who was always causing trouble, and he was always cleaning up her messes.
The Eighth Prince's wife loathed him for showing this side of himself: "Understand? The women in the back courtyard understand men too well, which is why they live a life more bitter than bitter herbs. The imperial physicians have never said that there is anything wrong with my body, yet you always bring up having children in front of me. What do you mean by that? You haven't just been with me all these years, and I haven't seen any other children born."
The Eighth Prince pressed his hands on her shoulders, trying to calm her down.
“Every time I went to their courtyard, you sent them medicine the next day.” The Eighth Prince said, “I know you don’t want other women to bear my children, but what’s the point of all this effort if I have no heirs to carry on my legacy?”
The Eighth Prince's wife was shocked by his words. Her heart ached terribly, but she maintained a smile on her face.
It turns out that when a person's heartache reaches its extreme, they become numb.
“Your Highness has misunderstood. Those medicines are all mild tonics,” said the Eighth Prince’s wife.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across the Eighth Prince's face. He hadn't had anyone check the dregs of the medicine. He had only made his conclusion based on his understanding of his Eighth Princess's ways and her act of giving her the medicine.
"It was my fault." The Eighth Prince lowered his head and admitted his mistake without hesitation.
A sense of powerlessness rose in the heart of the Eighth Prince's wife.
All the women in the capital, except for the one in Yuqing Palace, envied her.
Even though she had a reputation for being domineering and arrogant, and people said she wasn't a virtuous wife, they still envied her for being loved by the Eighth Prince.
She had always been the same; even if Emperor Kangxi and Consort Gui summoned her to the palace to scold her, she would gladly accept it. What did a few scoldings matter? Even if they beat her to death, she would still want Yinzhi all to herself.
But for now, let it be.
The Eighth Prince's wife said, "Say whatever you want, Your Highness. It's your own bad luck that you couldn't give birth to a son or daughter for me."
That is, the Eighth Prince's wife, who has been pampered since childhood, dared to speak so disrespectfully to the prince.
Even though her family has fallen on hard times and the Eighth Prince has risen in status, her relationship with him remains one where she is still the dominant one.
The Eighth Prince really couldn't get angry with her. He said sadly, "Princess Consort, go and rest well. If you don't like them, then let them stay out of the courtyard less in the future."
The couple walked out one after the other, heading in two different directions.
The princess, who remained kneeling on the cushion inside the room, waiting to be served tea, was utterly distraught and dared not move.
They stared in despair at the untouched teacups on the tray, as if they could see their future reflected in them.
They were sent to the temple intact.
"My ladies, please come with me to rest." A kind-faced old woman walked in from outside the door.
"And this tea?" the two princesses asked timidly in unison.
The nanny sent by the Eighth Prince could hardly be truly kind.
She turned her head and glanced outside, and two maids immediately came in.
The way they were acting clearly indicated that if they didn't go back on their own, they would be dragged back.
The master's main room is off-limits to servants unless they are summoned; even kneeling is not an option.
"Let's go back." The two helped each other up and hurriedly staggered to their feet.
If they are really dragged back, will they still have any dignity?
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