The Fourteenth Prince is her own son, so kneeling is nothing.
The Ninth Prince's birth mother, Consort Yi, was still alive, and his elder brother, the Fifth Prince, was favored by the Empress Dowager. The Tenth Prince, needless to say, was the biological son of the Imperial Noble Consort. These two were both very influential. Although there were reasons for this, it would be bad for the Fourth Prince's family if word got out that a esteemed uncle was kneeling before his young nephew.
Emperor Kangxi was still furious, and now, seeing his unconscious grandson, he felt even more heartbroken. Upon hearing the three culprits, he said directly, "How dare they go back? Ten strokes of the cane each, and after that, go back and reflect on your actions behind closed doors!"
Upon hearing this, Liang Jiugong quickly summoned the three princes away to carry out their executions.
Yinzhen held Yihua's hand, and his gaze toward Consort De gradually turned cold.
Even with Honghui in this state, his mother still favors the fourteenth prince. Can people's hearts really be so biased?
Yi Hua stared intently at Hong Hui's head, which was completely wrapped in white cloth, not blinking an eye, afraid of missing any of Hong Hui's subtle movements.
But he was so calm, his breathing was smooth, and his expression seemed familiar.
Where?
Yes, in a dream!
Yi Hua suddenly gasped for breath. Could it be that Hong Hui's consciousness was trapped in that dark space?
Thinking of this, Yi Hua disregarded her impolite behavior before the emperor and rushed to Hong Hui's side. She wanted to reach out and touch him but was afraid of touching his wounds. She carefully leaned close to Hong Hui's ear and began to call out Hong Hui's life over and over again.
God, if you are watching over me from heaven, please let Honghui hear my voice!
Yinzhen couldn't bear to see her suffer, so he turned his head away and began to study the prescriptions of the imperial physicians.
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