“I am the Empress of Emperor Yongzheng. From the primary consort who entered the palace to the Empress, the Emperor’s relationship with me went from being respectful to having a rift and dislike. If my Hui’er were still here, the Emperor and I would not have come to this. I just listened to my father’s words and taught Hui’er well, managed the inner palace, and was cautious and self-disciplined. But my Hui’er left me. How can I not hate her?”
A pale-faced woman in palace attire, her eyes filled with hatred, recounted her life story to the other woman.
“That Li Shi, relying on the master’s favor, became arrogant and repeatedly usurped his affections. After I became pregnant, she was even more ambitious and wanted to give birth to the eldest son. I was afraid that she would take away my son’s position as the eldest legitimate son, so I took labor-inducing drugs and gave birth to Hui’er. My poor Hui’er was weak from birth because I gave birth at a young age and took strong drugs. He was so young and had to drink medicine. I hate Li Shi and I hate myself. But my Hui’er was only six years old when he passed away. He was coughing up blood and still told me that he was not in pain.”
Ulanara said softly with remorse, "From then on, I no longer managed the affairs of the manor with any care. I hated watching those concubines fight each other and harm our offspring. My husband questioned me, calling me a poisonous woman who harmed our offspring and was neither virtuous nor kind, and he never listened to my explanation."
"Hahahaha, my Hui'er is gone, and my heart is dead too. My position as Empress is like a tombstone in the palace, ignored by everyone, and challenged at will."
Ulanara Rouyin forced a smile. She had a gentle face, like a quiet orchid, but unfortunately, the lines between her brows showed a hint of shrewdness, and she looked at people with resentment.
"What is your wish?" Song Qingyin asked gently.
Ulanara said without hesitation, "I want my Hui'er to grow up healthy and inherit the lineage. I also want to have many children to keep me company and live a happy life."
Song Qingyin nodded. "Having children is fine, but you need to know exactly how many you want."
Ulanara Rouyin thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "May I have nine or ten?"
Song Qingyin shook her head. "You have other wishes, wanting to have so many children. The price you'll pay is great, even your soul. Are you willing to do that?"
Ulanara said softly but firmly, "I do!"
Song Qingyin said softly, "So your wish is to give birth to ten children, including Honghui, and to make Honghui the emperor, while the rest of your children live a happy life, is that right?"
Ulanara nodded gently, "If possible, please take care of my mother's clan. My mother's clan has been suppressed because I offended the master. I hope they will not suffer malicious attacks."
Song Qingyin nodded. Saving Honghui was a piece of cake, let alone protecting her mother's clan.
Ulanara smiled gently, as if she could already see this scene, and relaxed completely.
"Don't you have any requirements for being pampered?" Song Qingyin asked one last time.
Ulanara Rouyin shook her head. "I only want my child to grow up healthy and happy, and for Hui'er to inherit the throne. I don't care about the master's preference. As long as I don't make mistakes, he won't depose me."
Song Qingyin nodded, and a contract appeared out of thin air, indicating that Ulanara should sign her fingerprint.
Ulanara Rouyin impatiently pressed her handprint, then closed her eyes contentedly and lay down in the River of Time.
"Good girl, sleep well. Everything will be alright when you wake up." After saying that, Song Qingyin also lay down in the River of Time.
After a moment of dizziness, "Host, we've arrived," Quick Transmigration System 996 said cheerfully.
Song Qingyin, or Ulanara Rouyin.
Song Qingyin was sitting in her boudoir, a maidservant was doing her hair and makeup. She closed her eyes and thought for a moment. She had just been bestowed by the Emperor upon the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, as his primary wife and was at home preparing for her wedding. She thought to herself, "Master, prepare some beauty pills, health pills, and fertility pills to help her body recover."
The system's clear, youthful voice replied, "Yes, host."
Song Qingyin opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. Fourteen years old, with fair skin and a pretty face, more delicate than stunning, a charming little beauty. However, the upturned corners of her eyes and brows gave her a somewhat shrewd and calculating air. Song Qingyin looked away and turned to instruct her maid, Liu Qing, "I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen and fetch some pastries."
"Yes, Miss," Liu Qing bowed respectfully, took her task, and quietly left. After taking the beauty pill, Song Qingyin's originally shrewd eyes became gentle and spirited, and as time went by, her appearance would gradually become more beautiful and refined.
"Miss, the red bean cakes prepared by the kitchen are still warm, they look just right." Liu Qing walked over. Liu Qing was lively and young, and loved to eat. She was a maid personally assigned to the young mistress by her mother, Ulanara.
During the few days she spent at home awaiting her marriage, her father tried every means to teach her how to be a qualified wife and a qualified primary consort of a prince. In fact, what Yinyin wanted to say was that these rigid rules bound Ulanara's entire life. One must not only know the rules, but also be flexible in one's actions; otherwise, the Fourth Prince would not have favored the lively and charming Li.
In the thirty-first year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign, the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, married his primary consort. Nobles from the capital came to offer their congratulations, and the Crown Prince also made an appearance on behalf of the Emperor to show his regard for the Fourth Prince.
The Fourth Prince was only a 17-year-old boy at the time. He was calmly toasting the other princes and guests. He felt a little excited about his marriage, which meant that he had started a family and established his career. He was very restrained, but he was not yet as stoic as he would be when he became emperor. A hint of joy showed in his eyes.
Wearing a phoenix crown weighing over ten kilograms, Yin Yin sat in a festive red sedan chair, listening to the clamor of gongs and drums outside, and slowly stepped into the backyard of the Prince's mansion through the main gate. As the music and ceremonial music gradually faded away, she was led out of the sedan chair by her maids and attendants under the guidance of the etiquette matrons. Because she was the fourth prince's wife, the sedan chair was very spacious, and she didn't feel tired even after sitting for a long time, only her shoulders ached from the weight of the crown.
Under the guidance of the etiquette matron, Yinyin arrived at the main bedroom. At this time, only Yinyin, sitting on the bed, and the guards and servants standing guard in the backyard were there. They were waiting for the Fourth Prince to finish the banquet with the guests, lift the bride's veil, and if it were to be a sexual relationship, there would be a step of removing the original veil.
Yinyin, who had been sitting upright on the edge of the bed, couldn't take it anymore. After waiting for almost an hour, she felt like her neck was about to break. She lifted the veil, but there was no one waiting in the room. The nanny and maids were guarding the door. She couldn't take off the phoenix crown, but she could lean against the bed to reduce the weight.
Yinyin touched the bed and found it was covered in hard dried fruits and longans. She picked up the dried fruits on the inner side and moved them aside, then leaned back against the bed, letting out a sigh of relief. If she heard any noise, she would immediately get up and sit upright, maintaining the image of a gentle and virtuous young lady.
They waited until late at night before the noise in the front yard gradually subsided. Then, greetings to the Fourth Prince came from outside the door. The nanny guarding the door knocked on the door frame alertly to remind her young mistress that the Fourth Prince had arrived.
Yinyin quickly straightened her posture, smoothed the wrinkles in her clothes, and tried her best to keep her image impeccable. The ceremonial maid carrying the silver tray followed the Fourth Prince into the newlyweds' boudoir and stood by the bed waiting for the prince to lift the veil.
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