Less than a day later, Kangxi sent Liang Jiugong to Chengqian Palace with his imperial edict to read it aloud.
Whether the others in the harem were happy or not, Duofu didn't know, but he was very happy sleeping under the bed, eating and drinking his fill. He even lost some of the anxiety and worry he had felt these past few days because the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had not yet fully woken up.
The fact that the Fourth Prince Yinzhen altered the imperial genealogy indicates that he no longer needed to suffer humiliation and resentment at Consort De's residence in Yonghe Palace in recent years.
There wasn't a big hat on his head to weigh him down.
They can still live in Chengqian Palace.
His life would be more secure then, because every time he saw Consort De, Uya, looking at him, it was as if she wanted to stare him to death.
Duofu thought of a whole bunch of advantages, but he didn't think of any disadvantages at all.
Not long after Liang Jiugong left after reading the imperial edict, the wet nurse had the spices in the Fourth Prince Yinzhen's room changed back to the original bamboo scent.
Duofu sniffed under the bed and felt that the bamboo-scented spice smelled better, with a pure, natural freshness.
This scent is very similar to the incense worn by the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen; both have a bamboo scent that gives a sense of security.
The fragrance from a few days ago made his nose uncomfortable, but his wet nurse said that using that fragrance while he was sick would be even better for the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen.
Su Peisheng and his servants did not express any dissatisfaction; it was just a matter of changing the spices. The master remained motionless on the bed.
They didn't care about the spices, as long as they were good to their master.
Duofu was very troubled under the bed. Why had the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, been asleep for so long? His fever had subsided, but he still hadn't fully woken up.
Could it be that this illness has triggered all of the little ailments that Fourth Prince Yinzhen usually has, causing the illness to come on so fiercely and linger in his bed for so long without getting better?
This fever from being caught in the rain has kept him lying sickly in bed for so long without waking up.
Duofu tried to turn his big head, thinking about how the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, used to be healthy.
The Fourth Prince Yinzhen's physical condition was not like that. When he took a bath, you could clearly see that he had a few thin abdominal muscles. Although he looked thin, he was not thin at all when he took off his clothes.
If he hadn't woken up, he would have been completely drained. He hadn't eaten anything proper all day, just some soup and water, and countless bowls of bitter medicine.
If the Fourth Prince Yinzhen doesn't wake up from his coma soon, the scars on his body will almost all heal.
Duofu looked at the wounds on his body that had almost scabbed over, and there were no bandages left on his body.
Su Peisheng changed the dressing two or three times in the past few days, and almost all of the wounds have scabbed over and are healing.
It's the part on my back that was peeled off. The wound is quite large, the scab hasn't healed properly yet, and it's still a bit painful.
The other wounds have been itchy for the past few days, to the point that Duofu can't help but want to rub them to relieve the itch.
Duofu, hiding under the bed, worried about the sleeping Fourth Prince Yinzhen. He didn't notice that ever since the wet nurse changed the spices...
The Fourth Prince Yinzhen's brows relaxed more and more, and he looked as if he were completely asleep. His breathing became more and more steady, as if he was about to wake up from his dream at any moment.
Su Peisheng was overjoyed. He knew the benefits of altering the jade tablet. This way, the master of this house would be considered the emperor's legitimate son. In the harem, apart from the crown prince, his own master had the highest status.
Moreover, he no longer needed to make a living at Yonghe Palace. He knew very well that his master did not like Consort De.
Not only does the master dislike him, but he, as the servant, also dislikes him. Consort De in Yonghe Palace truly treats his master as a tool to compete for favor. Now that she has given birth to a prince, she has never come to see her master again.
This time, they didn't even bother to plead with His Majesty, they don't treat their master like their own son at all.
What's most infuriating is that, despite her master being sick and in a coma for so long, Consort De of Yonghe Palace hasn't even come to visit or take care of him, let alone send him any daily necessities.
Although they have plenty in Chengqian Palace, judging from this, Consort De is far too heartless.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, was, after all, his own son. He had been in a coma for days, and his fate was unknown.
They really didn't even come to visit.
Not to mention Su Peisheng and Duofu's joy in Chengqian Palace, even the wet nurses and other close servants who served Empress Tong were happy.
In this way, most of them would not have to be sent back to the Imperial Household Department for reassignment, and could stay in Chengqian Palace, where they could serve the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen.
The wet nurse was especially happy. She knelt before Empress Tong's memorial tablet and kept talking about everything.
When the story reached the point that the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had finally changed his imperial genealogy and was now completely Empress Tong's child, the wet nurse's eyes lit up with a smile, as radiant as an autumn chrysanthemum.
The wet nurse looked at the memorial tablet that had been wiped clean on her head, and her smile suddenly turned bitter. She lowered her head and continued to mutter to herself.
"Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince's imperial genealogy has been completely changed by His Majesty. He will forever be your son, and that will never change in this lifetime."
"No one can take it from you; His Majesty may still have a shred of conscience."
As she spoke, the wet nurse couldn't help but burst into tears.
“Princess, if you had listened to Master and not gone to the palace, you would definitely not be like this now.”
"Your Majesty, he is ultimately heartless. It was only after the Fourth Prince was unconscious for a long time, and the officials in the court also intervened, that Your Majesty was slightly moved."
"Your Majesty, I really don't see any true feelings for you, Princess. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you die with regrets."
“Princess, your coffin is still buried in the imperial mausoleum of the Aisin Gioro family. He seems determined to haunt you for all eternity.”
"This old servant will not let him succeed."
The fierceness in the wet nurse's eyes ruined his kind face, making him look like a demon with red eyes that had crawled out of hell.
"There is still a long time. One day, the Fourth Prince will grow up. He has the obligation and responsibility to fulfill his mother's wish."
The wet nurse wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and returned to her usual kind self.
The joyful breeze that filled Chengqian Palace drifted to the inner palace with the gentle wind, and its flavor changed.
Of the three thousand beauties in the imperial harem, not one was happy.
Whether you have a son or not.
Whether they are favored or not.
No one could smile.
Especially those concubines who had sons, their faces were contorted with rage, yet they dared not smash anything in the palace at this moment.
Otherwise, if His Majesty issues an imperial edict in the morning and you smash things in your own palace in the afternoon, are you trying to express your dissatisfaction with His Majesty?
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