In addition, in the harem, they, mother and son, were the targets of public disgrace.
From Empress Dowager Yuan to Empress Yuan, and then to several other concubines of high birth, they all despised Concubine Dong and her son.
They will not be overtly mean, and may even be "respectful".
However, their contemptuous looks were like knives, deeply hurting Concubine Dong and the Ninth Prince.
Concubine Dong was fine. Although she was a weak woman, she was an adult after all.
Mentally and otherwise, they've matured.
Facing those strange looks and sharp words, she could still comfort herself.
The Ninth Prince is different. He grew up in this environment.
He was of noble birth and was the emperor's son.
But because he had a mother with an awkward status, he seemed to be inferior to other princes.
Being surrounded by such cold violence for so many years, the Ninth Prince's temperament is inevitably affected.
He is sensitive and he has low self-esteem.
However, the Ninth Prince was not an ordinary child. Although he was in pain, he did not vent his anger on his mother, nor did he complain about himself.
He worked harder and harder, hoping that through his own abilities, his father and the entire harem would look up to him.
It’s a pity that the Ninth Prince is smart and hardworking enough.
But he was a premature baby with congenital deficiencies and his health was not very good.
The Qing Dynasty was a time of great military spirit.
When the eldest and second princes were twelve or thirteen years old, they began to go to garrisons and military camps for training.
They also went to the battlefield and gained considerable fame.
The Ninth Prince is very talented in writing, but due to his physical condition, he cannot fight on the battlefield and appears to be very "mediocre".
In addition, he was young, and Concubine Dong didn't want him to be in the limelight.
In the past ten years or so, the Ninth Prince's presence in the capital has not been strong.
If he had not volunteered to go to Feng Dynasty for study at the beginning of this year, many people would have almost forgotten that the emperor had such a "beloved son"!
Concubine Dong still remembers the figure of her son when he mounted the horse, he looked so unrestrained and proud.
It was as if the awkward boy had suddenly become outspoken.
Concubine Dong felt both relieved and guilty, and her son's back was deeply imprinted in her mind.
At this moment, the young man in front of him and the figure in his memory overlapped - proud and assertive!
There was no more inferiority and sensitivity in the boy's eyes.
Although he was still a little uneasy, it was not because he was timid, but because he had lost his memory.
Even when facing my biological mother, I still feel uncertain and unreal.
Very good!
Although her son had experienced a life-threatening ordeal, he was reborn from the blood like a phoenix.
In the past, she was wrong.
She always wanted her son to keep a low profile, not to seek attention, and not to be the first to stick around.
As the most favored concubine of the Qing Dynasty, she did not give her son the confidence and publicity he deserved!
The son of a favored concubine who should have been noble was actually so humble in his heart.
She was wrong!
She nearly killed her only child.
Fortunately, God had mercy on her and gave her a chance to make amends.
And Jiulang also lost his memory!
Haha, amnesia is good!
Forgetting all the painful past, all the inferiority and shame, Jiulang is now brand new, like a blank sheet of paper.
Concubine Dong decided that she would tell her son: You are no worse than the other princes! In fact, you are more noble than them.
Because your mother is the emperor's most beloved woman.
You are also the fruit of "love".
Concubine Dong looked at her son's familiar yet unfamiliar appearance with longing, tears rolling down her face like pearls from a broken string.
However, this time they were not tears of sadness, but of joy and hope.
"Mother! Don't cry, Donglang will protect you! Donglang will work hard, Donglang will strive for success——"
Gu Qingcheng stared blankly at Concubine Dong's beautiful face, which was full of sickness, with a dazed look in her eyes.
She seemed to be lost in some memories again, muttering to herself.
Concubine Dong's heart felt as if it had been stabbed with a knife, and the pain was so severe that she could hardly stand.
Woo woo!
My son!
You have suffered a lot these years!
A picture flashed in Concubine Dong's mind: a stubborn young man, in poor health, but still gritting his teeth and insisting on practicing martial arts.
I never dare to slack off even in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer.
Every time I feel distressed, he would sensibly say: Mother, don't worry, Donglang will do his best for you.
"No! Mother doesn't want you to be proud! Mother just wants you to be well!"
What a proud thing!
It’s not a question of working hard or not.
Both mother and son had reached a dead end and given up their greatest asset.
"You are the treasure of your father and me."
Concubine Dong reached out and stroked her son's face, firmly telling "him," "You are the ninth prince of the Qing Dynasty. Your father is the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and your mother is Concubine Dong, the most favored concubine in the harem!"
With such abundant capital, why would one still need to “work hard”?
Gu Qingcheng continued to maintain the complicated state of an amnesiac boy whose memory was triggered, but she was secretly confused in her heart: Hey, the Concubine Dong in front of her is not stupid either.
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