But the smugness didn't last long before she realized that her mindset was wrong and that this wasn't good, so she tried her best to calm herself down.
After swallowing what was in his mouth, Xiao Hongxuan exclaimed, "This mixed fruit cake is really delicious!"
Before Jiaming could react, he suddenly said dejectedly, "Sigh, it's just that Father isn't here. Father loves to eat mixed fruit cake."
Jiaming's emotions, which had not yet calmed down, were instantly agitated; she became extremely jealous and heartbroken!
Honestly, why is my father so persistent? Can't he let Hongxuan think more about her own mother who gave birth to her?!
As the days went by, the weather grew hotter and hotter, making most people feel uncomfortable.
They traveled by carriage the whole way, and the scenery outside the carriages was all the same and not very interesting. Because they were bored, Jiaming would chat with Hongtao to pass the time.
"Ugh, it's so hot!" Red Peach sighed.
Traveling under the blazing sun, even inside the carriage with an ice basin, she was still drenched in sweat.
Extending her handkerchief to wipe away her sweat, Hongtao looked at Jiaming with envy and said, "Master, your constitution is so good that you can stay warm in winter and cool in summer."
"It's innate." Jiaming, who had been having a pretty miserable journey without feeling hot, smiled slightly and inexplicably felt a little more at ease.
Indeed, one's own happiness is built on the suffering of others.
As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I immediately cursed myself, thinking it was all the fault of being pregnant. I was always so unrestrained with my emotions, always thinking that others had to suffer as much as I did.
Hongtao was immediately speechless at Jiaming's words, and looked at her with a mournful expression.
Her eyes were full of accusation: Master, really, be humble, don't be so harsh! It's hot enough as it is, and then to be choked makes it even worse.
Jiaming's gaze shifted, and she changed the subject, "By the way, where are we now?"
Actually, she knew where they were. She had sharp ears and had overheard the whispers of the guards on horseback beside the carriage from afar.
"We're almost in Zhili." Upon hearing this, Hongtao's attention shifted, and she indeed stopped complaining.
After arriving in Zhili, the southern tour group continued its journey back to the capital in just a few days.
When the Emperor arrived from his southern tour, the Fourth Prince and the other princes in the capital went out to greet him in the outskirts of the city.
After the Fourth Prince and his entourage met with Emperor Kangxi and waited for the emperor to leave, Jiaming, Hongxuan, and the others followed the Fourth Prince back to the Fourth Prince's residence.
Returning to the capital from the outskirts, the carriage passed through a bustling crowd.
Jiaming lifted a small corner of the carriage curtain, looked at the lively scene outside, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, exclaiming, "Finally back!"
Ugh, the journey back was so miserable!
She vomited three times a day, and it was like having an affair, requiring a lot of effort to sneak close to and hug Hongxuan. She was often the cook, and she was often managed by others... One thing after another, thinking about it made Jiaming feel a little sour.
Sigh, it's all the fault of being pregnant. My emotions are so volatile, and my mental resilience has greatly decreased.
Although I was aware of it, I still felt a sour feeling in my heart. As the sourness lingered, it rose in my heart and then in my throat.
Jiaming's face changed. Oh no, she was going to throw up!
Hongtao, inside the carriage, was stunned when she saw Jiaming's expression change. Before she could react, her hand instinctively reached for the spittoon and placed it precisely in front of Jiaming.
As for Hongxuan, he wasn't as worried as he was the first time because his mother was used to vomiting.
The little guy sighed softly like a little adult, and gently patted Jiaming's back with his little hand, trying to make his mother feel better.
Jiaming vomited violently, returning to the Fourth Prince's residence while vomiting all the way.
Because I had just vomited, my body was very weak and I didn't have the strength to get off the carriage.
The Fourth Prince opened the carriage door, took Jiaming down, and carried her himself. He then took Hongxuan back to Peach Courtyard. As for Su Peisheng, who was traveling with them, the Fourth Prince sent him to fetch a doctor.
When the news reached the ears of the Fujin (Prince's wife), Lady Li, and other women in the inner quarters, it became known that the Fourth Prince had gone to the outskirts to welcome the Emperor, bringing back Lady Guarjia and the Fourth Prince Hongxuan. Furthermore, the Prince had personally carried Lady Guarjia down from the palace and carried her to the Peach Garden.
"Is that really so?" In the corridor, the lady paused, her lips pursed, and her hand unconsciously tightened its grip on her handkerchief.
Deep down, I was incredibly surprised and disbelieving, and also incredibly uncomfortable.
To everyone's surprise and disbelief, the master actually hugged Guarjia in public. It was quite unbelievable, considering that the master was always very proper and respectful in public.
What's unsettling is that during one of his southern tours, Lady Guarjia caught the emperor's eye, and he doted on her so much.
The maid who delivered the message tiptoed after the Fourth Princess Consort and respectfully said, "That's indeed the case."
Among those in the inner courtyard who heard the news, the Fujin (principal wife) remained relatively calm. However, Li Shi and the others became so jealous that they smashed things, tore handkerchiefs, and ransacked the flowers and plants...
The grotesque faces contorted with jealousy frightened the messengers to some extent, and for a moment, all the maids, eunuchs, and nannies fell silent, too terrified to utter a word.
Apart from the Fujin (princess), who was too composed, the maid who relayed the message to her did not notice anything amiss and continued, "However, Princess Guarjia looks extremely pale and weak, as if she is ill. The master has asked Eunuch Su to fetch a doctor."
"You look pale and weak. Please summon a doctor?" the princess repeated, emphasizing each word.
"I saw it with my own eyes," the maid replied affirmatively.
The princess immediately fell silent and seemed to be deep in thought.
Li and the others, who were consumed by jealousy, only learned after they had vented their anger that Jiaming looked unwell and very weak, and that the Fourth Master had asked the Peach Courtyard for a doctor.
Especially Madam Li, whose face immediately flushed with anger, and whose nature was hard to change, personally slapped the messenger nanny, angrily saying, "Why didn't you say this sooner! If you had said it earlier, I wouldn't have had to be jealous or angry about something so trivial."
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