Emperor Kangxi only saw her once at the full moon banquet and never went there again, only arranging for people to send her gifts.
On the second day of the first month of the 28th year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign (1689), the Kangxi Emperor embarked on his second southern tour, which lasted seventy-one days.
On the seventh day of the second month of the same year, Concubine Yuan gave birth to a daughter.
In May of the same year, Zhangjiashi revealed that she was two months pregnant.
With a wave of his hand, Emperor Kangxi arranged for her to live in the rear hall of Yonghe Palace.
In August of the same year, Consort Tong fell seriously ill.
Consort De kept a close eye on the fifteenth prince every day, so she had no time to flirt with Yinzhen.
Consort Tong had been in a deep sleep due to her poor health, and the imperial physicians predicted that she would not live much longer.
Emperor Kangxi was deeply saddened.
Consort Tong asked Emperor Kangxi to register the fourth prince under her name, but Kangxi hesitated for a long time and did not agree.
Finally, it was said that it was to bring her good luck, and an imperial decree was issued to make her empress.
Consort Tong was willing but unable to conceive. Even when she was healthy, Emperor Kangxi did not expect her to have a child, let alone now!
Empress Tong served as empress for a day and a half, but she still couldn't let go of Yinzhen. After making arrangements, she passed away.
Emperor Kangxi wept bitterly once again.
Sherry almost cried while watching the live stream.
It's amazing how she can't help but cry when she sees others crying.
It doesn't stop her from cursing under her breath. You tell me, is he sincere? He still doesn't want to change the jade disc for the fourth son.
You might say he was being hypocritical, but he still made her his empress.
Sherry was saddened that she would have to mourn again.
She didn't care who Yinzhen ended up with.
She is the one most qualified to be deposed by the Crown Prince; as a beneficiary, she will not complain.
Sherry happily arranged for people to change into brightly colored clothes.
Consort Niu ruled the harem.
In the 29th year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign (1690), Tong Guogang died in battle.
Emperor Kangxi was distressed for several days, and now Xue Li had become his new favorite concubine.
So what was the reason? Sherry felt that he liked her talent.
Emperor Kangxi would never admit that Xue Li wrote erotic poems—cough, no, I mean, three hundred poems, each one different. Later, having no other choice, she even imitated his great-grandson in history and wrote a few poems.
It was so obvious and lacked any depth, as if they were afraid he wouldn't understand.
For example: "One flake, two flakes, three or four flakes, five flakes, six flakes, seven or eight flakes. Nine flakes, ten flakes, countless flakes, all disappear into the reeds." This is a riddle poem, and the answer is snowflakes.
Sherry: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Nine, ten, hundreds of times, soaring straight to the clouds, rain turning the fields into rain." Guess the answer?
Looking at the way Kangxi's pupils dilated in shock when he heard her doggerel, Shirley wondered if he would have scolded her even more harshly if he knew it was written by his eldest grandson.
Shirley looked at Kangxi with a probing expression, and Kangxi burst into laughter, responding to her poem with his actions.
Every time Emperor Kangxi made love to her, he would blush shyly, turning as red as a shrimp.
"If only I had known the tides were reliable, I would have married a tide rider."
"I remember when we met among the flowers, she secretly tossed red beans with her slender hand."
"When you are in the shadows, I cannot see you; when you are in the light, that is my desire."
"Her delicate eyebrows were too lazy to apply makeup, leaving only faint traces. Her fragrant skin was soft and supple from the wine."
Her powdery sweat dampened the silk. A jade hairpin tapped against the edge of the pillow.
Her hair, like clouds, was smooth and glossy. Her silk sash was tied again.
"..."
"Shut up!" Kangxi, both ashamed and angry, silenced her with a kiss, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Since he took Shirley as his concubine, he has not dared to test his sons' ability to compose poetry.
The moment I hear about writing poetry, I think of Shirley, and thinking of Shirley brings to mind those poems that make one blush.
Thinking of Xue Li's audacity, Kangxi muttered to himself in a slightly hoarse voice, his hands still moving.
Her slender waist swayed gracefully, and the sight of that snow-white skin made him dizzy, as if it were about to cloud his mind.
Kangxi couldn't help but slap her every time, watching the flesh ripple and the pear's charming cries.
This further fueled the passion within him.
After each sexual encounter, he felt somewhat conflicted.
You think she's talented?! But all she recites are nonsensical poems.
She even changed the tune randomly.
You say she has no talent?! During the years he was in Chuxiu Palace, she recited a different poem every time.
Kangxi laughed uncontrollably in the darkness.
He was always grateful that Sherry was by his side during these times.
She was the only woman who was so interesting and could play along with him.
Sherry never asked him the silly question of who was more important, her older sister or her.
Sherry only focused on his dragon aura.
Whoever you want, you can give your love to anyone you want, but if you really do give it to her...
Sherry: No, I still have to act with him.
Sherry was even happier when she thought about it.
As long as you have the energy to use, that's enough. The rest is nothing.
Emperor Kangxi was unaware of Xue Li's thoughts and feelings, and he had no time to study a woman's sorrow and unspoken words.
Sherry always states her goals directly, clearly stating what she wants, doesn't want, and how she wants to play.
Emperor Kangxi was used to the subtle flirting of the women in the harem, so he was not incapable of accepting Xue Li's behavior of leading him to bed by his belt.
They said they didn't communicate?
How could that be? Did Shirley recite that poem for nothing?
It's like the toast at a dinner table: "It's all in the wine."
Sherry's words to Emperor Kangxi upon his arrival were, "It's all in the poem~"
Emperor Kangxi was quite pleased; the two men's efforts had not been in vain.
At the end of May, Shirley saw a little sprout in her belly again.
Yes, it must be that poor baby from history.
Zhangjia was also pregnant at the same time, and Shirley felt that she didn't have many days left to live.
Whether it was her frequent childbirths or her status as the Empress.
After all, it's still uncertain whether Consort De's fifteenth son can be raised to adulthood.
After Empress Tong passed away, Yinzhen returned to her side.
Neither the mother nor the son were close to each other.
Consort De was not making preparations for both possibilities.
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