Compared to the Crown Prince, the Thirteenth Prince was clearly closer to Prince Yong. The Crown Prince was wary of Prince Yong, and since the Thirteenth Prince was deeply favored by the Emperor, he tried to sow discord between Prince Yong and the Thirteenth Prince, while also trying to win over the Thirteenth Prince.
Without the protection of Prince Yong, the thirteenth prince could only rely on the crown prince.
When He Yue thought of the Crown Prince's gentle and sunny smile when they first met, how could he be someone who played mind games?
Although I knew he was the tyrannical and cruel deposed crown prince in history, I still had a very good impression of him.
Indeed, there are no pure people in the royal family.
Thirteen and the Crown Prince have always been close, so it's no wonder they are heartbroken upon learning the truth.
He Yue didn't want to think about these upsetting things anymore, so she smiled again, patted his hand, and comforted him: "Alright, don't think too much about it. Being a prince means there are too many things you can't do. It's not like this is the first time you've known this, which is why I reminded you to stay away from trouble. Now you should understand that all of this is just someone else's scheme. I have never liked Fourth Brother."
Thirteen suddenly froze, staring blankly at her. The gloom on his face gradually dissipated, and his mood suddenly improved. His eyes brightened: "You really don't like Fourth Brother?"
He Yue's face hardened: "Don't you believe me?!"
Thirteen shook his head hastily, but grinned foolishly: "Of course I believe you."
“That’s more like it.” He Yue’s expression improved, and she looked at him seriously: “Not to mention that Fourth Brother is much older than me, I have always respected him as an elder brother, and I have seen him since childhood how he dotes on Consort Li on the surface, but is actually indifferent to everyone. How could he have any other thoughts?”
From now on, you are not allowed to doubt me again, nor are you allowed to test me. If you can't even trust me, how can our relationship last? Even the deepest feelings can't withstand repeated doubt and testing. If you have any questions, just say them directly. I, Zhao Jia and Yue, am a woman of my word; I'm not the kind of person who hides their feelings for someone and is afraid to admit it.
Thirteen nodded repeatedly, his eyes crinkling with a smile, but then, as if remembering something, his expression became hesitant.
After a long silence, looking into her eyes, he finally mustered up his courage: "Heyue, you just said that it's not that you don't want to have a child for me, it's just that you don't want to have one right now. So... could you change your mind? Can we... can we have a child together?"
Holding her close, he seemed to have forgotten the momentary daze and unpleasantness he had just experienced, his tone ambiguous and cautious.
He Yue looked up and met his clear eyes, which were filled with longing and trepidation, and hesitated for a moment.
To be honest, she wasn't ready.
Seeing his eagerness and knowing what had happened, she knew that if she refused, he might overthink things and not fully believe what she had just said.
"So what do you plan to do with those concubines?" Heyue didn't answer immediately, but instead asked about this matter.
After all, Emperor Kangxi had made it clear that the Thirteenth Prince could not disobey the imperial decree, and Heyue was not allowed to touch anyone else.
This situation is inherently a dilemma.
Thirteen smiled and lightly pecked her cheek: "I did say that I should have the women in the manor give birth to children as soon as possible, but I did not say that it had to be those women. As long as you give birth to a legitimate son for me, I think Father Emperor will prefer you to the children of those women. Once you have a child, Father Emperor will not make things difficult for you for the sake of the imperial grandson."
He Yue raised an eyebrow, secretly amused; so that was his plan.
Her mood immediately improved, and her eyes were filled with tenderness.
He thought to himself, although this idea is not a long-term solution, it can at least hold out for a while.
As for what happens in the future, we'll talk about that later.
He Yue no longer hesitated, smiled, and nodded emphatically: "I promise you."
Thirteen could barely contain her excitement; her eyes shone so brightly they seemed to burn her. She pressed herself against him, saying impatiently, "Let's begin."
Heyue wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him do as he pleased, feeling a sense of lightness in her heart.
Even if the future is uncertain, at least be happy in this moment, and there will always be a brighter future.
Thirteen held the drowsy girl in his arms, his gaze sweeping over every inch of her skin. His fingers gently touched her long, thick eyelashes, her pert nose, her rosy lips, her gentle eyes, and the smile on her lips.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, the smile on her lips vanished, and a deep look flashed in her eyes. Where was her usual gentle and soft demeanor?
The next day, Heyue slept until late morning, rubbing her back, looking sullen.
Early in the morning, perhaps because he was worried that she would secretly take medicine again after entering the palace, Thirteen tormented her severely until she fell into a deep sleep and was too weak to get up.
He then ordered someone to prepare a tonic, and after she woke up, he instructed someone to watch her drink it.
He Yue was speechless at his paranoid attitude, but had no choice but to let him be.
After all, they were also at fault.
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Upon entering Prince Yong's study, Thirteen immediately smiled and said, "Fourth Brother." He sat down in a chair as if they were old friends, crossed his legs, and poured himself a cup of tea.
After taking a sip, he exclaimed, "The best cloud and mist tea is still from Fourth Brother's place."
“When did you start coveting these things? You never lack them.”
Prince Yong shook his head, walked over and sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea to enjoy.
“That’s different. You can always taste something different here with Fourth Brother.” Thirteenth Prince smiled.
"You seem to be in a better mood today. What? Have you made up?" Prince Yong raised an eyebrow, surprised.
Thirteen choked, coughed a few times, put down his teacup, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Fourth Brother, are you making fun of me?"
"With such a big commotion between you and Heyue, I wondered when you would be able to clear things up, but I didn't expect it to be so quick." Prince Yong's lips curled up slightly, his words containing a hint of sarcasm.
Hearing his tone, Thirteen realized that Fourth Brother already knew the truth, and felt quite guilty: "Fourth Brother, um, you're not mad at me?"
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