As they approached the ovoo, Qingyan grew increasingly nervous. The high priest had been waiting for Kangxi in front of the ovoo, and she worried that she would be targeted by the high priest as soon as she got out of the carriage, which was definitely not a good thing.
Before getting off the car, she specially changed into her most inconspicuous blue palace dress, and wore a plain hibiscus flower hairpin in her hair. She also wore multi-layered soles, the kind of dress that would be easily blended into the crowd and unnoticed.
Before the cairn, long horns sounded in unison as the high priest, along with the tribal chiefs, welcomed Kangxi's arrival. Kangxi stood on the imperial carriage, a smile on his face, and seemingly very friendly asked everyone to rise.
The princes and their female relatives disembarked from the carriage. Qingyan kept an eye on the High Priest's movements, and soon, a strange look flashed in the High Priest's eyes.
Emperor Kangxi had taken note of this early on and was preparing to speak with the High Priest later because of this expression.
The High Priest's gaze was too obvious; even Yin noticed something was amiss. Qingyan, realizing this, inwardly cried out in alarm, convinced the High Priest had discovered something, and lowered her head even further.
"Little darling, walk with your head up, don't be too conspicuous." Yin said as he approached Qingyan. He noticed that Qingyan was very resistant to the High Priest. Among the female relatives accompanying the emperor, Qingyan was dressed very simply and would have been suitable to blend in. However, her actions were somewhat hesitant and eye-catching.
Qingyan looked up and glanced at the High Priest out of the corner of his eye. The High Priest was no longer paying attention to him and was instead dealing with Kangxi.
Instantly, she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to return to her tent, intending to stay inside and never go out again.
The women accompanying the emperor all quieted down and followed their husbands forward with dignified grace.
Tomorrow is the fifteenth of August. From daytime, the women will accompany the Empress Dowager to worship at the Aobao. In the evening, they will attend a banquet, where the women will also make an appearance in the everyday clothes they have prepared for the Emperor.
"Sisi, can I rest for a while?" Qingyan walked into the tent, her face pale, trying to calm her panicked mood.
He nodded. The high priest looked somewhat frightening, with a deep scar running across his right cheek. It was said that when the Empress Dowager sought the high priest to tell her fortune, he believed it was an attempt to pry into the will of Heaven. He preferred to carve a very deep scar himself, arguing that blood should not be used to gain power, and thus refused the Empress Dowager's decree.
Compared to the scars on Yinqi's face, they were nothing.
Qingyan, having lived a secluded life in her boudoir for a long time, despite coming from a military family, had never seen anyone like this before, so it's understandable that she was frightened.
"Four, four, four, the master summons you and the Fujin to come over." Li Dequan's voice rang out from outside the tent. Yin dared not delay and quickly came out.
Qingyan followed closely behind, pulled down her wide sleeves, lowered her head, and walked with Yin toward the imperial tent.
As she approached the royal tent, she heard the high priest's voice coming from inside. The voice was so clear and penetrating that it made her heart leap into her throat, fearing that she would be exposed.
The two waited at the entrance of the tent, and Li Dequan went in to report.
Soon, the curtains of the imperial tent were lifted from the left and right. Yin straightened his palace attire and walked in with Qingyan. After the two bowed respectfully, Kangxi waved with a smile on his face.
Qingyan's eyes were fixed on the red carpet not far ahead, and she dared not look around. When people are nervous, the potential of all their senses is stimulated.
She felt the curtain behind her close again, and a deep, melancholic voice rang out.
"Your Majesty, is this the Fourth Princess Consort I inquired about?" the High Priest asked with a benevolent expression.
Yin nodded and said, "High Priest, Qingyan has been living in seclusion for a long time and may have been impolite. Please forgive me."
The high priest shook his head, saying nothing more, but carefully observed Qingyan.
Her face was half-lowered, and no one could know what she was thinking.
"Your Highness, may I take a look at your face?" The High Priest, entrusted by Emperor Kangxi, was specifically observing Qingyan's expression.
After the marriage, Yin personally took Qingyan's fate to Hongluo Temple for divination, but the Living Buddha said that he dared not say more about Qingyan's fate.
Qingyan nervously rolled up her small handkerchief, a faint smile on her face as she looked up.
The high priest looked at her with kind eyes, without saying a word, only looking at her with a comforting gaze.
After studying it for a long time, the high priest smiled and said, "Your Majesty, when the Fourth Princess Consort is three years old, she will face a great calamity. If she survives it, she will be blessed with all five fortunes."
3 years old?!
When Kangxi and Yin heard this, they couldn't help but recall that when Qingyan was young, Qingya pushed her into the lake, and she immediately developed a high fever. Even Imperial Physician Yuan couldn't diagnose the cause of her illness. After two days of high fever, Qingyan's condition improved completely. Seeing her recover, Yin took advantage of his time off to visit Hongluo Temple, hoping that the Living Buddha could solve the mystery for him. Unfortunately, the mystery remains unsolved to this day.
"Really?!" Kangxi exclaimed with great joy.
In the royal family, fate is an absolutely mysterious bond. After he was very disappointed with the crown prince, Kangxi kept observing his sons, hoping to choose one of his other children to succeed him.
Before he completely gave up on the Crown Prince, Kangxi still had some regrets. He wondered if he should have betrothed Qingyan to the Crown Prince and changed his mind.
"Your Majesty, it was only because the Fourth Prince's wife was by his side that she was able to overcome the difficulties. If it were someone else, she would probably have died young," the High Priest said regretfully.
Kangxi and Yinzhen were somewhat relieved; Qingyan's strange illness had not been entirely harmful.
Along the way, he had people observe Qingyan's actions, fearing that the High Priest would give a bad answer, and that he would ultimately eliminate any negative influence on the royal family.
"Alright, you may leave now." With Kangxi's order, Yin followed Qingyan out of the imperial tent. She was completely relieved. The back of her undergarment was soaked with sweat. Had she passed this hurdle?
Yin returned to the tent with a stern face, but a smile appeared on his lips.
Fortunately, Kangxi sent him to Feiyanggu's residence. What Consort De, Uya, said frightened Yin so much that he developed a high fever. He thought about it for a long time before deciding to arrange the marriage.
This could be considered making up for the past wrongs. Yin reached out and pulled her onto his lap, his suppressed laughter reaching her ears.
"My little darling, that's wonderful!" Yin heard the High Priest's last words. Only by her side could she escape danger.
Hehehe!
Kangxi must have been deeply troubled, but Yinzhi was relieved; no one could take Qingyan away from him now.
"Fourth Prince, what's wrong with you...?" Qingyan noticed Yin's strange expression and asked curiously.
Yin did not speak, but he was filled with emotion. Today, the High Priest was hiding the matter of telling fortunes for Qingyan, and he would probably also meet with the other female relatives of the imperial princes.
His cheek brushed against hers, his heart filled with ecstatic joy. He was blessed with all five blessings... This was probably the first such destiny among women. In the future, an even tighter protective net would be set up around her.
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