Emperor Kangxi did just that, extending his large hand to pull Consort De, Uya, onto his knees.
Extending his slender index finger, he lifted Consort De's tear-streaked face, and Kangxi's eyes darkened.
Consort De, of the Uya clan, knelt before Emperor Kangxi, raising her pitiful face. Her moist eyes and long eyelashes trembled slightly, making her appear even more pitiful.
Whether others felt sorry for Kangxi is unknown, but he certainly didn't have any anger right now; instead, he was filled with desire.
He hasn't been to the harem for a long time, and he's been feeling quite stifled lately. Plus, his temper has been unpredictable lately.
I felt pent-up frustration, both physically and mentally, and I really needed to vent my anger.
Kangxi didn't stand on ceremony any longer, and directly picked up the still crying beauty and walked towards the bed.
Consort De, Uya, held in his arms, had eyes that were slightly lowered, filled with the pleasure of triumph.
No matter what method she uses, as long as she can calm His Majesty down, he will definitely not hold her recent mistakes against her anymore.
Although Consort De, of the Uya clan, did not feel that she had done anything wrong, and that she did not want to see the eunuchs of Chengqian Palace, it was not a big deal in her mind.
Thinking back to the years before she gave birth to the Fourteenth Prince, she tried her best to please the Fourth Prince, but ended up getting nothing in return.
Consort De, of the Uya clan, felt anguish whenever she thought about it. How could her son have to lower himself and fawn over his mother?
And all these years he hasn't appreciated it, always keeping his distance from her and treating her coldly.
She called him a debt collector, and Consort De, of the Uya clan, always felt that the term was accurate.
It was tailor-made for her fourth son.
He was born to collect a debt from her. If it weren't for him, how could his sixth prince have died of smallpox?
If it weren't for him, how could she have been suppressed by that vile woman, Tongjia, for so many years, unable to hold her head high?
She lived cautiously in the palace, never daring to stand out, always living in the shadow of that vile woman, Lady Tongjia.
That wretched woman finally died of illness this year. Consort De, of the Uya clan, felt that the small Buddhist shrine in the palace was indeed effective. It was worth all the years of burning incense and praying every day. This year, she finally saw the results.
Consort De, of the Uya clan, felt that without that vile woman, the Tongjia clan, in the harem, the air in the palace was more relaxed, and the smell was refreshing.
Consort De, of the Uya clan, complied with Kangxi's actions, lying delicately on the bed, her face full of shyness.
Then all that could be seen was a strong, powerful hand pulling back the bed curtains, blocking out the view inside.
Liang Jiugong stood guard outside the room, listening intently to the fluctuating sounds inside. He was already used to it, and his face remained expressionless.
Looking around at the imperial guards, each with their heads bowed and an air of normalcy on their faces, they seemed undisturbed by the sounds coming from inside.
Even the palace maids around Consort De of Yonghe Palace, of the Uya clan, lacked self-control and blushed with embarrassment.
They truly hadn't expected that, in broad daylight, their own mistress would seduce the Emperor into bed; the mere thought of it made them blush.
If word gets out, how will our lady ever be able to hold her head high in the palace again?
She must not be called a vixen by everyone in the harem.
Liang Jiugong waited outside for an hour before he heard the sound of water being called from inside. He quickly ordered the eunuchs, who were already prepared, to carry the bath tub inside.
Looking at the refreshed Emperor, Liang Jiugong felt invigorated, and the furrowed brows that had been furrowed for the past few days relaxed.
Liang Jiugong was happy. I don't care whether this Consort De, Uya, is seducing His Majesty in broad daylight or not. As long as it makes His Majesty happy, she'll do anything.
In any case, he won't be held accountable in the end, and he will actually benefit from it.
With His Majesty in high spirits, the servants below were also more relaxed. They were on edge all day, afraid of being dragged out and beheaded by the unpredictable His Majesty.
Liang Jiugong smiled and quickly helped Kangxi change his clothes. This was something that Consort De, Uya, should have done.
Liang Jiugong glanced furtively at the bed, where Consort De, Uya, revealed her fair arms and her hunched back. She then turned back and continued doing her work with a cheerful smile.
I thought today would be a tough chore, but it turned out to be a good one.
The Emperor's pent-up anger has finally dissipated, and their good days are about to begin.
Liang Jiugong couldn't help but gasp in amazement. His own emperor was truly full of energy. Even though he was already over thirty, he could still keep people up in bed.
Looking at Kangxi, who showed no signs of fatigue, Liang Jiugong, who had no powerful connections, also felt that his master was quite formidable.
After quickly tidying everything up, Liang Jiugong followed in Kangxi's footsteps and was about to step out of the room.
Kangxi glanced back at Consort De, who was still lying on the bed. Her exposed white wrists and eyes showed no trace of the anger he had shown when he arrived, but rather a satisfied look after he had calmed down.
"Liang Jiugong, have someone bring those jade bracelets to Yonghe Palace later."
Kangxi had just felt that those fair, jade-like hands should be adorned with a touch of green, which would make their wrists appear even whiter and more slender.
Liang Jiugong, with keen insight, instructed his subordinates to keep the news under wraps. Judging from His Majesty's intentions, he didn't intend to pursue the matter that Consort De, Uya, had put aside some time ago.
It was only because Consort De, of the Uya clan, humbled herself and tried her best to please the Emperor in broad daylight that her anger towards him had long since dissipated.
A pair of emerald green bracelets, which were the first tributes from Myanmar. Last time, Consort Yi even asked His Majesty for them, but His Majesty refused.
He only gave me another pair of white jade bracelets as a reward.
Although the white jade bracelets were also beautiful, they paled in comparison to the emerald green bracelets.
Putting aside the quality, even the feel of them is different.
Following behind, Liang Jiugong nodded and bowed repeatedly, indicating that he understood, and said that he would send someone to escort him as soon as they arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
We will absolutely not keep Consort De waiting for long.
Before leaving, Emperor Kangxi visited Consort Zhangjia and the Thirteenth Prince in a side hall.
The thirteenth prince did look somewhat sickly, but fortunately it wasn't as serious as people said, which relieved Kangxi.
As an emperor, he certainly didn't mind having many sons; it wasn't like he couldn't afford to raise them all.
Emperor Kangxi did not linger. He glanced around and, finding that nothing serious had happened, left a message telling Consort De to take good care of the mother and son before leaving Yonghe Palace.
Consort De, of the Uya clan, who was lying in bed, heard a palace maid report that His Majesty had gone to the side hall to see the Thirteenth Prince, but she did not show any displeasure on her face.
Instead, he instructed his servants to take good care of the prince, and once the thirteenth prince recovered, he would be moved over to be raised together with the fourteenth prince.
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