The forty-fourth year of the Kangxi reign.
Guests flocked to the Ninth Prince's mansion, and the hall was packed with friends, toasting each other and making the place lively.
"Ninth brother, first of all, congratulations on the joy of having a new residence, and secondly, congratulations on having a concubine. It's rare to have such double happiness. I'll toast you a glass."
During the banquet, the tenth prince Yin'e raised his glass to today's host, Aisin-Gioro Yin'er, and then raised his head to drink the wine in the glass in one gulp, showing great passion.
Seeing this, everyone at the table joined in the toast. Yinzhen responded with a gloomy expression, then snorted coldly and stood up to leave.
Seeing this, the Eighth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince glared at the Tenth Prince, who was confused by their stares.
"Eighth brother, Fourteenth brother, why are you two glaring at me?" the Tenth Prince found an opportunity to ask.
"Don't you know that Ninth Brother is upset about marrying that concubine? How dare you walk into the muzzle of a gun?" Fourteenth Prince explained helplessly to Tenth Prince.
After hearing this, the Tenth Prince was stunned for a moment, then he slapped his shiny forehead in annoyance, "Drinking too much really messed things up, I actually forgot about this."
Thinking of the concubine that his ninth brother married today, the tenth prince looked sympathetically in the direction where Yinzhen left.
"You said the Emperor too. Since he was arranging a concubine for Ninth Brother, even if that concubine's father was a general of the second rank and had a good family background, he still had to consider her appearance. How could he shove a woman who was as fat as a pig for Ninth Brother?"
While walking on the way to find Yinzhen, the Tenth Prince spoke angrily to the Fourteenth Prince.
Upon hearing this, the Fourteenth Prince nodded heavily in agreement, and his sympathy for the Ninth Prince increased.
"Fourteenth Brother, as your elder brother, I have to remind you that you are seventeen now. You must be careful about the Emperor arranging a marriage for you. Hurry up and find someone you like. Ask Concubine De to talk to the Emperor for you. Otherwise, you might end up like your ninth brother today."
Seeing that the Fourteenth Prince agreed with his words, the Tenth Prince was overjoyed. Normally, the Fourteenth Prince did not listen to him so much. He hurriedly said a few more words. Now that he could not help his Ninth Brother who was doomed, he could only remind his younger brother not to be so unlucky.
In a festively decorated bridal chamber, Jiang Ranli, dressed in her wedding gown, sat with a depressed look on her face, her autumn-watery eyes filled with resentment and frustration.
Think of Jiang Ranli, a nice modern girl, who just got confessed to by the man she had a crush on for two years. Before she could hold his hand, she traveled through time, and even to the Qing Dynasty. What's worse is that she has to marry the ninth prince Yinzhen as his concubine!
Whenever he thought of this, Jiang Ranli couldn't help but bang his head against the bedpost.
She didn't want to marry the Ninth Prince as a concubine. Not to mention the Ninth Prince's final fate, just his lustful temper, which was well known to later generations, made them not a good match in any way.
"Miss, please stop hitting the bedpost. Not only will it hurt your head, but if you break the bedpost, where will you go to consummate your marriage when Master Jiu comes?" said Sixian, the maid beside Jiang Ranli, with concern.
"Yes, miss, please don't bump into him again. Master Jiu will be here soon," another maid, Sidai, also spoke.
Hearing this, Jiang Ranli turned around and looked at the two maids beside her who looked concerned, and said sadly and angrily, "You two have no conscience. I have been so good to you, but you actually want to push me into the fire pit."
Sixian and Sidai were horrified when they heard this. They fell to their knees and said in unison, "Miss, don't be angry. We have no intention of pushing you into the fire pit."
Looking at the two people kneeling in front of her, Jiang Ranli wanted to cry but had no tears. She was just joking, so how could she scare those two naive girls? Moreover, they said that they were not pushing her into the fire pit, and persuading her to consummate her marriage with the Ninth Prince was actually pushing her into the fire pit.
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