Jiang Ranli was imprisoned in an unknown palace. She didn't know how long it had been, and she was completely immersed in a rumor she heard in modern times.
Rumor has it that Emperor Kangxi was poisoned, and the poison was hidden in a bowl of ginseng soup.
The more she thought about it, the more Jiang Ranli couldn't help but tremble. If the rumors were true, then Emperor Kangxi died because of that bowl of ginseng soup. When Emperor Kangxi drank the bowl of ginseng soup, she was right beside him, but she couldn't stop him.
Thinking of the majestic and solemn yet kind and loving Emperor Kangxi, Jiang Ranli's heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe. If she had remembered the time of Emperor Kangxi's death earlier, if she had faced the rumors she heard in modern times, if she had stopped the situation from developing in time, Emperor Kangxi would not have...
Jiang Ranli sat in the dim palace in a daze. She was in pain and regret for the death of Emperor Kangxi, and was worried about Yinzhen, the Eighth Prince, and the Tenth Prince. But now she was trapped in this palace and could do nothing but suffer and worry.
After a few days of confusion, the tightly closed palace gate was finally opened. However, what came in was not sunshine, but bone-chilling cold mixed with wind and snow.
Jiang Ranli stood up and stumbled towards the door. She wanted to go out, she wanted to see Yinzhen, she wanted to see Emperor Kangxi for the last time, she wanted to say sorry to Emperor Kangxi.
She walked outside, but instead of leaving the palace, she bumped into an embrace as cold as the winter. Outside the palace, heavy snow was dancing in the cold wind. Although it was daytime, the light was unnaturally dim.
Jiang Ranli looked intently at the person who was hugging her tightly. It was not Yinzhen, whom she had been thinking about, nor her elder brother Jiang Fan, nor her best friend the Tenth Prince, but Yinzhen who was wearing a dragon robe.
When she saw Yinzhen, the last bit of Jiang Ranli's persistence was shattered. She knew that she would never see Emperor Kangxi, who was so fond of her, again.
"Fourth Master, oh, that's not right. I should call you His Majesty. Could you please let me go? I am the Ninth Prince's concubine. If Your Majesty does this, people will criticize you." Even though Jiang Ranli was unwilling to believe what she saw, she had to accept the facts. As recorded in history, Yinzhen became the fifth emperor after the Qing Dynasty entered the Pass.
Yinzhen did not let go of his hand, but hugged the person in his arms even tighter. In this Forbidden City, only the person in his arms could bring a little warmth to his wounded and cold heart.
"I am not afraid of being criticized," Yinzhen said word by word, with an unusually resolute tone.
Hearing this, Jiang Ranli was shocked and quickly raised her hand to push him, but he was like a mountain and could not be moved. "Your Majesty..."
"Only if you acknowledge that I am the emperor."
Jiang Ranli's words were interrupted by Yinzhen. Those few words concealed his loneliness and sadness.
"Fourth brother, the former dynasty is in turmoil again, why are you here?"
With a familiar voice, Jiang Ranli's attention was completely diverted. She raised her eyes to look in the direction of the voice, and her pupils dilated instantly.
"Thirteenth Prince," Jiang Ranli murmured. Yes, now that Yinzhen has become Emperor Yongzheng, the Thirteenth Prince's confinement has naturally ended.
The Thirteenth Prince also saw her, and his handsome but weathered face was filled with shock. He then walked quickly towards her and Yinzhen.
"Fourth brother, why is Li'er here?" the Thirteenth Prince asked in surprise and anxiety.
As early as when the Thirteenth Prince came, Yinzhen had already let go of Jiang Ranli, but his big hands held her like a cage.
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