"Thirteenth Prince, do you know how the Eighth Prince, Ninth Prince, and Tenth Prince are doing? Is Fourteenth Prince back?" Jiang Ranli was concerned about Yinzhen. After explaining why he was imprisoned in the palace, she hurriedly asked the Thirteenth Prince.
The Thirteenth Prince looked at her across the charcoal fire, his eyes full of struggle and helplessness. Ever since Yinzhen ascended the throne, the Eighth Prince, Yin'er, the Tenth Prince, and the Fourteenth Prince have joined forces with the ministers in the court to put pressure on Yinzhen every day. He didn't understand why they did this before, but when he saw Jiang Ranli in the palace, he understood everything.
Perhaps the Eighth Prince, Yin'er, the Tenth Prince, and the Fourteenth Prince were dissatisfied with Yinzhen's ascension to the throne, but now that things have been decided, their chances of turning the tables are slim. If Jiang Ranli had not been trapped in the deep palace by Yinzhen, they might not have put pressure on her like they do now.
Jiang Ranli looked at the Thirteenth Prince nervously. She didn't have a detailed understanding of Qing Dynasty history, but she knew that after Yongzheng ascended the throne, the Eighth Prince, Yinzhen, the Tenth Prince, the Fourteenth Prince and others had put a lot of pressure on Yongzheng. When she watched related TV dramas before, she also thought that they were greedy for power and wanted to ascend the throne. But now that she had known them for so many years, she knew that none of them were greedy for power. As for why they often went against Yongzheng, it was probably because of her.
There is no need to say much about Yinzhen. He is her husband and the one he loves most. Now that she is strictly forbidden in the palace by Yinzhen, how could he sit idly by? The Eighth Prince, the Tenth Prince, and the Fourteenth Prince have always been close to him and are good friends with Jiang Ranli. They will certainly not stand idly by.
"Thirteenth Master, can you help me?" Jiang Ranli spoke again. Now only the Thirteenth Prince could help her.
Thirteenth Prince's brows were heavy. He knew what Jiang Ranli wanted him to do, but his fourth brother was deeply in love with Jiang Ranli. Now that he dared to imprison her in the palace at the risk of the world's condemnation, he was afraid that he would not let her go so easily.
Jiang Ranli waited and waited but received no answer from the Thirteenth Prince. The hope in her heart was shattered bit by bit, and her bright eyes gradually dimmed.
"Li'er, you stay in the palace for a while. I will go and persuade Fourth Brother to let you go," the Thirteenth Prince said, but seeing Jiang Ranli's gloomy expression, he said, "I'm sorry, I can't take you away right now."
Jiang Ranli nodded. She was forcing him to do something. Even though the Thirteenth Prince had a close relationship with Yinzhen, they were now the emperor and his subject. How could she let him take her away? If that happened, how would the Thirteenth Prince explain it?
"Okay, then Thirteenth Master, could you help me pass a letter to Ninth Master?" Jiang Ranli's eyes were filled with pleading. She wanted to get in touch with Yin'er, wanted him not to worry, wanted him to take care of himself, and wanted him not to continue to irritate Yinzhen.
The Thirteenth Prince nodded in agreement. The pleading look in Jiang Ranli's eyes made him feel guilty, but he couldn't do much for her at the moment.
After the affairs of the previous dynasty were dealt with, it was already late at night. Yinzhen left the court and immediately went to find Jiang Ranli. He wanted to see her and he had a lot to say to her.
After the Thirteenth Prince left, Su Peisheng took Jiang Ranli to the Yangxin Palace. She did not resist because she knew that resistance was useless.
When Yinzhen came back, Jiang Ranli had just been supervised by the palace maids to wash and dress. She didn't care about her image now, but in order to please Yinzhen, Su Peisheng forced the palace maids to tidy her up.
The Yangxin Palace was brightly lit and warm as spring. Jiang Ranli sat quietly on the couch, looking into the eyes of Yinzhen, who had returned from the previous dynasty.
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