After all, Yinzhen was indeed the ultimate winner. If he were a time traveler, he would have read the history of the Qing Dynasty and knew that lying low was the key to ultimate victory.
It's impossible that it was reborn. If it were reborn, it would definitely follow the schemes of its previous life instead of creating unnecessary complications.
So, who exactly is Yinzhen?
Composing himself, he followed Kangxi inside with a calm expression and sat down in a chair without saying a word.
"Speak, what business do you have with me?"
Yinzhen knelt on the ground, stammering and refusing to speak.
Harigana was certain that he had a problem, and that what he said was definitely related to her.
Since it concerns her, she'd better listen carefully.
He leaned back in his chair, playing with the nail guards on his hands, his ears standing straight up.
"Your Majesty, Father, may I speak with you alone?"
Kangxi glanced at Harigana subconsciously and was relieved to find that she hadn't even frowned.
"Yinzhen, can't you see the person sitting next to me?"
Yinzhen glanced at Kangxi, then at Harigana, and finally whispered, "Greetings to Her Majesty the Empress!"
The phrase "Your Majesty the Empress" almost made Harigana burst out laughing.
Although I didn't want to be a stepmother, calling the Empress "Your Majesty" in front of Emperor Kangxi was practically courting death.
Sure enough, as soon as Yinzhen finished speaking, Kangxi slammed his fist on the table with a deafening bang.
"Yinzhen, have you forgotten all your manners?"
The loud shout startled not only Yinzhen and Li Dequan and Dulan, who were on duty outside the door, but also everyone in the mourning hall.
"Your son greets His Majesty the Empress!"
Yinzhen trembled and dared not act rashly again.
"Um!"
He responded with a sound of agreement, but did not say anything else.
Kangxi's anger did not subside, but he could not truly punish him today, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Speak!"
Yinzhen glanced at Harigana again, then said, "Father, I had a dream!"
Kangxi narrowed his eyes slightly but did not interrupt him.
He was aware of the reports from the guards during this time, and he had been suspicious of his rambling. When he mentioned the dream, he immediately understood what the guards were talking about.
"If you're going to say something, then hurry up and say it. I still have memorials to review. What kind of man are you, stammering like this!"
After much deliberation, Yinzhen finally decided to tell the truth.
Harigana listened intently until the very end, when he finally understood that he hadn't experienced time travel or rebirth, but rather had dreamt of his past life, much like a bloodline awakening.
He mentioned that Yinreng would be deposed twice, the war with the Dzungar Khanate, the Ninth and Tenth Princes, and the death of Yinzuo.
It's just that dreams don't encompass everything, and young children can't control what's in their dreams, nor can they connect dreams with reality.
However, he was quite clever; as expected of the historical Prince Yong, he didn't mention that he eventually became emperor.
I don't know if I really didn't dream about it, or if I just didn't say it.
In short, Yinzhen is definitely doomed from now on.
Even if he were completely honest, she wouldn't let him off the hook.
Even if he's willing to risk his life, he won't get a chance to turn things around.
"Yinzhen, just because you had a dream, you instigated your second brother to join forces with you against your Empress Dowager?"
Yinzhen wanted to shake his head and deny it, but thinking of the secret guards, he could only reluctantly admit it.
"Father, I regret it, I was wrong."
But in my son's dream, there was absolutely no Empress, not even the twins!
Emperor Kangxi narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining silent, seemingly lost in thought.
Harigana remained silent, watching Yinzhen with a half-smile, while keeping an eye on the expression of the man beside him.
She was a time traveler, but no one knew it except herself.
Even Seneca never had any doubts over the years, let alone the others around her.
Besides, she has been here for so many years and has completely integrated into the local life. Except for murder and arson, she does everything else completely like a local.
She now wanted to see how Kangxi would react—whether he would believe Yinzhen or her.
"Yinzhen, what you're saying is all nonsense. I'll take it as you're young, so don't mention it again."
"Once your mother is buried in the imperial mausoleum, go back to your prince's residence quietly and don't come out again unless necessary."
Yinzhen's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected the suspicious Kangxi to trust Harigana so much, without even asking a single question.
Not only that, but he was also effectively confined to his residence, left to fend for himself in the prince's mansion.
"Father, I am not lying, what I said is true!"
Harigana's eyes flickered, and she chuckled lightly: "Yinzhen, you say I didn't appear, then tell me, who is your father's empress?"
Yinzhen's expression changed, and he blurted out, "Empress Mother, Consort Tong is the Empress."
"Oh! When did your mother, Tong E'niang, become Empress?"
Yinzhen swallowed hard: "A few years later!"
"So what were you doing in your dream when you were three years old?"
Yinzhen looked at Harigana with a puzzled expression, wondering why she was asking this. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm studying in the Imperial Study."
"Then who was the emperor later?"
Yinzhen opened his mouth but didn't dare to say it. He couldn't say that he was the emperor. He forced himself to say, "Big brother!"
"So Consort Hui was your birth mother, the Empress Dowager, and your mother, Tong, was just the Empress Dowager? What about your biological mother? What happened between your biological mother and your father, the Emperor?"
At first, Kangxi wondered why Harigana was asking those questions, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. This wasn't asking about dreams; it was provoking trouble.
"Jiaojiao!"
Helpless, I reminded her not to ask any more questions.
Emperor Kangxi never expected that the women around him would even be jealous of Yinzhen's dreams.
Harigana glanced at him, said nothing, and leaned back in his chair without saying another word.
"Father, your son is not lying. Your dream was real."
Yinzhen grabbed Kangxi's leg: "Father, please believe in your son!"
Kangxi looked at him with deep eyes: "Tonight I will have Li Dequan come to you and tell him exactly what you dreamed about, and have him write it down."
Whether it's true or not, he spoke so convincingly that it's impossible for him not to believe him completely.
Moreover, since it involves the Dzungar Khanate, it's good that he took some precautions in advance.
"Yes! My son will tell Li Dequan everything."
With a smile on his face, Yinzhen looked at Harigana with smug eyes, as if to say, "I've won."
After everyone left, Harigana sat in his seat with his head down, not saying a word.
"Jiaojiao, let's go!"
Kangxi was somewhat cautious. He took her hand and helped her to her feet, saying, "Let's talk about it when we get back to Qingxi Palace."
"Okay! We'll talk about it when we get back!"
Harigana's voice carried a hint of anger, and Kangxi's heart skipped a beat, regretting bringing her along.
If he hadn't come, he wouldn't have heard Yinzhen's nonsense, and he wouldn't have gotten angry.
Because she looked unwell, Kangxi immediately ordered a sedan chair, and they arrived at Qingxi Palace in no time.
"Aisin Gioro Xuanye! I'll beat you to death!"
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