Meng Guqing was straightforward and never expected so many twists and turns.
She knew Amur was heartless, always protecting that little bitch. So she decided to marry someone even more noble and powerful than him, just to infuriate him.
Kangxi hesitated for a moment, then said, "Meng Guqing, all my grown sons already have wives, and you..."
Hearing this, Meng Guqing finally understood why Kangxi had been thinking. She had thought he disliked her, but it turned out it was because of this.
"It's alright, Your Majesty. Meng Guqing has volunteered to become a concubine."
What the hell? Prince Ujumchin wished he could cover this rebellious daughter's mouth.
He suddenly remembered a Han Chinese saying: "What a misfortune for our family! What a misfortune for our family!!!"
Kangxi's eyes lit up. A secondary consort would be acceptable, but the Mongol forces were considerable. A prince's daughter as a secondary consort was a huge piece of meat for anyone.
First, we can rule out the Crown Prince and the First Prince.
As for the others, the fifth prince was raised by the Empress Dowager and had close ties with the Mongols. The seventh prince was a cripple. It was already unfair for the woman to be a concubine. If she were to be assigned to the seventh prince, it would really create enmity.
The rest are the third, fourth, and eighth sons. We won't consider the younger ones; with Meng Guqing's temper, they'd rather avoid her than let her get away with it. If the Mongolian princess really whips him, he'll be the one who loses face.
The third prince's residence was in chaos, and his gentle and indecisive nature meant he couldn't control Meng Guqing at all.
Emperor Kangxi had heard of the Eighth Prince's wife, Lady Guoluo. She was a shrew, keeping the Eighth Prince under her thumb. If Meng Guqing were to go there, the roof of the Eighth Prince's mansion might be torn off.
That leaves only the fourth one.
The Fourth Prince's wife has always been known for her virtue. She is filial to the Emperor and Consort De, and generous to the concubines and princesses in the household. You can tell just by looking at the Fourth Prince's offspring.
The fourth brother was also very calm and composed; when he turned cold, even the fourteenth brother was afraid of him. He was also a sensible child and wouldn't mistreat Meng Guqing.
Thinking of this, Kangxi immediately assigned Meng Guqing to the Fourth Prince.
For a moment, Kangxi observed the expressions of his sons.
The eldest was relieved, the third was disappointed, the fourth was expressionless, the fifth and seventh were a little worried, the eighth's expression was unreadable, and he seemed happy for the fourth. The ninth was indignant, and the tenth pulled at the ninth.
The fourteenth prince, well, the fourteenth prince had a gloating look on his face.
The ninth sister's resentment was all too obvious. Her mother had several brothers, and although her youngest uncle had indeed been somewhat reckless, her fourth brother had been far too ruthless.
They searched high and low but found no useful clues. After thinking about it carefully, they realized that they had only offended Fourth Brother and that Fucha woman recently. They didn't expect their counterattack to come so quickly.
The Ninth Prince wanted to continue his schemes, but Consort Yi stopped him. After all this back and forth, they really became enemies.
At this moment, however, Lao Jiu's resentment was about to overflow. Why did Fourth Brother always get to snatch up all the good things?
If Lady Fucha could become his concubine, how could Lady Mengguqing also become his concubine?
Lao Jiu described it as screaming, twisting, and crawling in the shadows.
Upon returning to the palace and hearing about this, Changning was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.
I just heard some gossip today! And now I've become the gossip myself?
This isn't just a love-hate relationship between three people! This is a love-hate relationship between a whole group of people!
Seeing her stunned expression, Yinzhen tenderly embraced her and gently comforted her, "It's alright, don't worry. When Meng Guqing comes, just treat her well with good food and drink. I have you in my heart, I won't touch her."
These words made Changning a little embarrassed. Was she really that jealous?
However, Changning really doesn't understand.
Meng Guqing is the daughter of a Mongolian prince. Wouldn't it be better for her to live a carefree and unrestrained life as a little princess of the grasslands?
Is that Amur really that good? Could she really make her lose her mind?
But even if she marries the Fourth Prince, what difference will it make? A person who doesn't love you won't be sad no matter who you marry.
Maybe Amur even thinks he's finally rid of this trouble and can happily marry Yaro.
Meng Guqing was blinded by greed and ruined his entire life!
Even if Changning felt sorry for her, she wouldn't try to persuade her otherwise.
Everyone has their own destiny. Perhaps this was Meng Guqing's fate to suffer such a calamity—to love someone he could not have.
It's always the case that the most shocking thing is when the gossip comes back to you.
The next day, Meng Guqing visited Changning.
Changning sized up the bright-eyed, white-toothed, spirited young woman in front of him.
She possessed an indomitable spirit, unlike the arrogant and domineering nature of Consort Li and Consort Guo Luoluo. Instead, she seemed too free and unrestrained, making her different from the women in the inner chambers and giving her a sense of incongruity.
"I heard you're the Fourth Prince's favorite person?"
Meng Guqing was also curiously observing Changning, her big eyes sparkling and full of life, just like the little deer in the deer park a few days ago.
Meng Guqing greatly admired women who could capture their husbands' hearts.
Although Meng Guqing felt that she could take on ten people like Chang Ning with one hand.
But she also understood that not all men like the strongest and bravest women.
Changning also handed her a bowl of sweet milk tea. Meng Guqing tasted it and nodded, saying, "It is indeed quite delicious."
Zhuiyu, standing to the side, remained on guard. She had heard that this Borjigit concubine (although she hadn't officially married him yet), Mengguqing, had whipped her half-sister until she was covered in bloody welts with just a few lashes.
What a dangerous person!
Zhui Yu's veins were bulging all over her body as she stared at Meng Guqing, thinking that if Meng Guqing suddenly attacked, she would have to rush forward to protect her master.
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