Knowing about such a thing, how could Heyue remain indifferent?
Even if we can't change the Fourteenth Prince's situation, we should still do our part.
However, dealing with Fourth Brother is a problem.
When Heyue entered the palace to pay her respects, she tentatively told Yongzheng that she knew he would be angry. She carefully raised her eyes and saw that Yongzheng's face was as black as charcoal, and he was suppressing his anger.
"Even you are going against me?" Yongzheng's suppressed anger echoed in the cold Yangxin Hall, his dark eyes filled with icy blades, as if he wanted to slowly torture Heyue.
He Yue hurriedly knelt on the ground and shook her head: "Fourth Brother, I don't mean to oppose you. The winner is king and the loser is a bandit. This is the inevitable ending for those in the royal family. I don't need to plead for Fourteenth Uncle. But one thing is one thing. Thirteenth Brother and I owe him. Even if we can't do anything, we can at least go and see him and thank Fourteenth Uncle."
Yongzheng fell silent, his dark eyes fixed on He Yue's earnest expression, his gaze still icy.
He Yue earnestly advised, "Fourth Brother, I know that the grudge between you and Fourteenth Uncle is hard to resolve, and I also know that you cannot let go of your brotherhood with Fourteenth Uncle. It's just that Fourteenth Uncle is too stubborn, and you can't bring yourself to do it. It would be good if Fourteenth Uncle could stay at home and reflect on his mistakes. This would allow him to stay away from the fighting and also calm his resentment."
"At this time, when I visited my fourteenth uncle, besides thanking him, I could also take the opportunity to let him know that I still care about him as my younger brother. Perhaps over time, my fourteenth uncle will understand my good intentions and genuinely work for me."
At this moment, saying anything to thank the Fourteenth Prince would be wrong and would only isolate Yongzheng. It would be better to analyze the situation from the perspectives of feelings and the pros and cons.
He Yue was betting that Yongzheng still cared about his younger brother, the Fourteenth Prince, and would never truly give him up. Right now, the two brothers were just arguing with each other, and the old estrangement made it difficult to melt the ice between them.
In reality, even the hardest ice will eventually melt; it just depends on when the Fourteenth Prince will figure things out.
Yongzheng coldly mocked, "You certainly have a silver tongue. As you say, you've still considered my interests?"
He Yue smiled ingratiatingly: "Fourth Brother is right. He Yue is still on your side after all. No matter how grateful I am to the Fourteenth Prince, I can't really ask the Emperor to release him at this time. Otherwise, wouldn't he continue to be confused? Anyway, the Fourteenth Prince will think things through one day. At that time, you won't need He Yue to persuade you. You will release the Fourteenth Prince yourself. Why should I go through all this trouble?"
“Sometimes I really wish I could pull out your teeth. If you were quiet and well-behaved, I would be happy to see you. But now you’re trying to bargain with me like this. Do you really think I won’t punish you?” Yongzheng looked at her with cool eyes. His tone was calm, but it carried a dangerous signal.
Startled, Heyue covered her mouth, her eyes darting around. Then she lowered her hand and smiled charmingly, "Does that mean Heyue can't keep Fourth Brother company and keep him entertained? Is Fourth Brother really willing to do that? How can a wooden person be as interesting as someone who can talk? Don't you think so?"
Yongzheng suppressed a laugh, coughed, glared at her fiercely, and slowly said, "I can grant your request, but I cannot let you succeed for nothing. Starting today, you will be confined to your room for a month to reflect on your mistakes and copy the Diamond Sutra one hundred times. I will personally review it. If it is not up to standard, I will order you to copy it one hundred more times until I am satisfied. At that time, I will allow you to visit your fourteenth brother."
Heyue's expression changed, and she swallowed her dissatisfaction when she met Yongzheng's cold and threatening gaze.
Sure enough, the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.
A hundred times? When would that take? You won't finish writing it in a month!
This is clearly a refusal, so why bother with all the nice words?
He Yue thought bitterly to herself.
A month later, Heyue still hadn't finished writing the Diamond Sutra a hundred times, nor had she seen the Fourteenth Prince.
Just to apologize to the Fourteenth Prince, Heyue didn't have the willpower to suffer such a great deal.
It's better to wait until the Fourteenth Prince comes out before making a decision.
Although it will take a long time, there is no need to make a fuss about this. Even if Heyue went now, the Fourteenth Prince might not appreciate it.
At the end of the second year of the Yongzheng reign, the rebellion of Lobsang Danjin, which was caused by Tsewang Arabtan, was quelled. Lobsang Danjin fled to Ili and sought refuge with Tsewang Arabtan.
Tsewang Arabtan's plan to sit back and watch the two armies fight failed, and both sides began to recuperate.
Emperor Yongzheng issued an edict summoning Yunxiang back to Beijing at the beginning of the following year, and the Northwest army was temporarily led by Nian Gengyao and Yue Zhongqi.
The eve of the third year of the Yongzheng Emperor's reign was very lively because of the good news. The Prince Yi's mansion was also overjoyed because of the news that Prince Yi was about to return to the capital.
Tongxuan and Tongya were also granted permission by Emperor Yongzheng to return to Prince Yi's Mansion for the New Year.
In February, when spring was in full bloom, Yunxiang, who had been away from the capital for two years, finally returned to Beijing.
He first went to the palace to report to Emperor Yongzheng, and only returned to Prince Yi's residence on horseback at 13:00 in the afternoon.
Heyue and several children were standing at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion, waiting for Thirteen's return.
Upon seeing that familiar figure riding a horse at the end of the long street, Heyue couldn't help but get excited.
The children were also flushed with excitement; if they hadn't been mindful of their manners and etiquette, they probably would have rushed over on the spot.
When Thirteen arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw Heyue and several children, quickly dismounted, and ran towards Heyue.
The moment Thirteen saw Heyue, he couldn't say a word. He just stared at her without blinking, a big smile spreading across his face, his eyes sparkling.
He Yue smiled and curtsied, "How was your journey, sir?"
It was rare to see He Yue speak so gently, and Thirteen felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
The children were indignant that their father only had eyes for their mother, and they clenched their fists.
Thirteen strode forward, ignoring the children, and grabbed Heyue's hand, heading into the mansion.
Tongya and Hongmiao jumped up and down in anger: "Father is so mean! We're never talking to Father again!"
Hearing Tongya and Hongmian's angry voices, Heyue suppressed a laugh and teased Shisan, "Look, they're all blaming you."
Thirteen didn't take it to heart and scoffed, "I'll make it up to them later. Right now, the most important thing is you. I want to see if you've lost weight. If you have, I'll settle accounts with them!"
He Yue's smile deepened. As soon as she stepped into the main room, she took advantage of Thirteen's inattention and suddenly hugged him from behind.
Thirteen was surprised, took her hand, and smiled: "What? You really miss me?"
The maids lowered their heads, suppressing their laughter, and retreated, closing the door behind them.
He Yue nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I missed you."
This was the first time He Yue had said such words, and even Thirteen hadn't expected it.
This was the first time they had been separated for so long, and He Yue didn't care about saving face at all. All she wanted to do now was give her husband a big hug.
Heyue hugged him and felt that he had lost weight, but he was also stronger, and his whole body felt hard to the touch.
When I first saw him, I noticed that he had gotten a bit darker and looked more masculine.
He also exuded a more sharp and murderous aura.
Indeed, those who have been tempered on the battlefield are different.
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