Although her uncle has some ability, he may not be able to help her get a high position. Besides, she is only his niece, not his biological daughter, so he will definitely hold back some things from her.
She needed Kangxi's favor.
The system didn't understand her ulterior motives; it only felt that her actions were confusing to the system.
When Wangshu saw Kangxi again, it was already the 20th day of the first lunar month. After not seeing him for more than half a month, she felt fatigue and sadness in his eyes.
It's no wonder he was saddened, thinking of the recently deceased Ninth Prince Wan Fu.
The son born was ranked as the eleventh prince, but only four princes survived, which was indeed a sad thing.
Wang Shuke doesn't enjoy being a confidante, and comforting men is something a fool like her shouldn't be doing.
All the silly beauty can do is distract him and help him get out of his sadness.
So, Kangxi noticed the small wound on her hand and hurriedly asked her, "How did you get your hand injured?"
The original owner was beautiful, and her hands were beautiful too. The system also gave her a set of high-tech skincare products to make Wang Shu even more beautiful, ensuring that she could stay young forever.
Therefore, the small wound was quite noticeable on the pale white fingertip.
Kangxi saw it very easily.
Wang Shu said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just a small wound. I have a strong recovery ability and it won't leave a scar. It will probably be healed in a few days and won't hurt."
Emperor Kangxi asked with concern, "How could it not hurt? How did you get injured?"
Wang Shu hesitated and didn't speak. Kangxi wanted to ask, but seeing that she was unwilling to talk, he didn't force her.
That evening, Kangxi learned how she had been injured.
It turned out that she had made him a gift. Kangxi felt sorry for him and looked forward to it even more. The next day, he went to Jingyang Palace again.
What brings you here today?
Emperor Kangxi was busy and couldn't come every day. He usually came every few days, and the people who came to copy books were different every day. It was indeed rare for him to come for two consecutive days.
"I switched shifts with someone. Here's some ointment. I know someone at the Imperial Hospital. Here you go."
Wang Shu didn't refuse. She took the plaster and looked at him with admiration: "You're really amazing. It seems like you know everything. You even know people from the Imperial Hospital and have a lot of friends. Compared to you, I feel so stupid!"
Emperor Kangxi was never short of admiring glances, but Wangshu's admiration was a rare sight that stirred something within him.
That night, he had a rare erotic dream.
In my dream, Wangshu had grown up and was writhing beneath him, a scene of exquisite and dreamlike pleasure...
He woke up with a start!
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