Although news of Suo'etu's actions did not reach the inner palace, Wangshu was still aware of them.
"Host, aren't you sad at all?"
The system felt that although Wang Shu mostly acted, Kangxi treated her well and there must be some feelings between them. Although Kangxi's punishment sounded severe, he would actually resume his duties as before after a while.
It can be said that Emperor Kangxi favored the crown prince.
Wang Shu found it amusing; in fact, she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I've discovered you have quite a talent for comedy. Why would you think I would have expectations of Kangxi?"
System: "Not even a little bit?"
"Kangxi is an emperor. Love is something he only thinks about in his spare time. It's a pastime for him, never a necessity. He treats me well, but only on the condition that my existence does not hinder his administration."
Besides, I didn't even take playing around with an emperor with three thousand concubines seriously, but you, as an observer, seem to be getting a little too involved. You really don't act like a system at all; you're far too sentimental!
system:……
From the very beginning, Wang Shu never intended to win Kangxi's heart. His imperial confidence was inherently ruthless. After ascending the throne, he had invested too many chips, and the sunk costs only made him more ruthless.
The emotional "game" she played with Emperor Kangxi, which was seen as a unique favor in the eyes of the harem, was actually nothing to Kangxi. Even if he was saddened by her death, it would not stop him from sleeping with more women.
Pregnancy at Qixiang Palace was not without its ups and downs, but overall it went very smoothly.
At the end of the year, Emperor Kangxi personally brought a box over.
"Open it and take a look."
Wang Shu opened the box, and her eyes widened in surprise—it was a box full of silver notes!
"Your Majesty, this..."
Emperor Kangxi smiled and explained, "Your clock blueprints are very useful. I have arranged for a royal merchant in Jiangnan who is making a lot of money. This is a share for you."
Wang Shu shook her head: "How could I accept this? Your Majesty can keep it for yourself. I am supported by Your Majesty and do not need so much money."
She spoke very sincerely, and Kangxi could tell that she was indeed declining.
"Wang Shu, I will feel uneasy if you don't accept it. Don't worry, I have plenty of money. You don't need to worry about not having enough money."
There was never enough money, but Kangxi gave Wangshu his share willingly. The Dai family did a really good job; it was quite useful.
Part of this money was a return gift, and the other part was a reward for Dai Jiajia's abilities. However, he directly rewarded Wang Shu with the money.
As for the Dai family, Wang Shu's uncle would be even happier if he found out. If the emperor finds it convenient to use, he will continue to use it in the future, which would be a great opportunity.
In short, Wang Shu reluctantly accepted the box of silver notes. Kangxi said there would be more to come, but Wang Shu refused again. Kangxi insisted on giving them to her, and Wang Shu, still helpless, resigned herself to her fate and said she would obey the Emperor.
After Kangxi left, Wangshu put away the box of silver notes, not showing that she valued it very much, but she was still happy inside.
"Ten thousand taels of silver is not a small amount. It can accomplish a lot in the inner palace! At the very least, it can win over many people's hearts."
"Host, I truly admire you. How could Kangxi not see through your true colors! You are so obviously pretentious."
Wang Shu immediately flashed a affected smile: "What do you know? Men like affected women, especially beautiful women. Of course, there's a limit to how much affectation there should be."
"Hehe! Okay."
Before the New Year, Wang Shu presented Emperor Kangxi with a Luban lock that she had made herself, and said that there was a letter written by her inside.
So, another Luban lock appeared in Kangxi's study in the Qianqing Palace. He rarely played with this before, but now when he has free time, he will tinker with it a few times. It will probably be a long time before it is opened. Wang Shu has put a lot of effort into making it.
After the New Year, Wang Shu's belly swelled up. With her big belly, Consort Tong was afraid that something might happen to her on the way, so she was exempted from paying her respects on the first and fifteenth of the lunar month. The Empress Dowager also ordered that she no longer needed to pay her respects.
She began her quiet pregnancy rest at Qixiang Palace.
Before she knew it, she was already seven months pregnant.
The system suddenly sent her a message: "Host, Juechan, a concubine in the Qianqing Palace, is pregnant."
He couldn't monitor the harem every moment, but he liked to have fun. In doing so, he discovered the information that Juechan had been painstakingly concealing.
"How many months?"
"It hasn't even been two months yet, and she plans to keep it a secret."
For the first time, Wang Shu felt that Jue Chan was not quite right in the head. Not only was she pregnant, but she also wanted to hide it. Did she think that Wang Shu's life was too good?
"Since she wants to keep it a secret, then let her keep it a secret! I wonder if this time she'll give birth to the same Eighth Prince again."
She arrived, and history has changed. It's still uncertain whether Juechan is carrying a boy or a girl.
After saying that, she touched her belly. The system said that the baby in her belly was a boy. That was good. Not many princesses in the Qing Dynasty had a good ending. She could ensure the child's safety in the palace, but she could not guarantee the child's safety after marriage.
"The baby in my belly should be the seventh prince. This time, he will definitely be healthy."
Historically, the Seventh Prince was born with a congenital foot ailment. His mother was his cousin. It can be said that Emperor Kangxi only obtained a principal position in his later years, which was somewhat like a grand bestowal of titles.
Two months later, on an ordinary morning.
"Host, you should be giving birth soon."
"But my stomach doesn't hurt!"
"It should be soon, you know, I never make mistakes."
Wang Shu remained silent for a moment, then her face turned pale, and she cried out, "My stomach hurts, Sister Su Mu, it hurts!"
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