Chapter 115 Return
When Kangxi heard from Yuying that Tong Jia was going to die, he clenched his hands. He couldn't believe how it was possible that his cousin was going to die soon after the Empress Dowager passed away.
In this harem, his cousin is the person he trusts the most, as can be seen from the palace he arranged for Tong Jia.
Chengqian Palace.
What does "Cheng Qian" mean?
"Qian" represents the emperor, just as "Kun" represents the queen. "Chengqian" naturally means to bear the emperor's favor and trust.
Looking back at previous dynasties, those who had lived in Chengqian Palace were not ordinary people.
There was the Imperial Consort Tian of the previous Emperor Chongzhen, and there was the Imperial Consort Dong E of the current Emperor Shunzhi. Both of them were well-known favorite concubines.
Although Tong Jia was not favored much, Kangxi trusted her enough, which was much more difficult for an emperor to get than favor. Not only because she was a Tong Jia, Kangxi's in-laws, but also because Kangxi knew Tong Jia and knew that she had placed her lifelong love on him.
As long as he could find the weak spot of a woman in love, he could use her to his advantage. Over the years, he had managed the harem with the help of Tong Jia and dealt with many dirty things.
He had intended to use Tong Jia, and she had lived up to his expectations, and was indeed useful. But perhaps now he had a better understanding of the feeling of not being loved by the person he loved, and he suddenly felt a little guilty towards Tong Jia.
Kangxi stood up suddenly, which scared Yuying.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Yuying looked at him with a frown.
Kangxi looked at Yuying deeply and said, "I think what Aying said makes sense. I'd better ask the imperial physician to check my cousin's health carefully."
Yuying nodded, "Then your Majesty, you go."
Kangxi was a little hesitant. Meeting another woman in front of Yuying actually made him feel sorry for Yuying.
"Your Majesty, why haven't you gone yet?" Yuying asked curiously when she saw that Kangxi did not move after he finished speaking.
Kangxi cleared his head of ridiculous thoughts and said, "I will go now."
After taking two steps forward, Kangxi turned back to look at Yuying who was sitting on the couch and assured her: "I will be back soon."
Naturally, the imperial physician did not find any physical discomfort in Tong Jia, and she was also curious about Kangxi's return.
After hearing the imperial physician's diagnosis, Kangxi frowned deeply.
He believed that what Yuying said was not nonsense, but the imperial physician could not find any problems. So what was the problem?
The kneeling imperial physician saw that Kangxi said nothing and huddled on the ground, fearing that Kangxi would feel that he was useless and would blame him for failing to cure Tong Jia's illness.
"Cousin, I know my own body condition very well. Please let Doctor Li get up first."
Tong Jia broke the silence.
Only then did Kangxi let the imperial physician leave.
Before leaving, Doctor Li looked at the bedridden Tong Jia with gratitude.
After the imperial physician left, Kangxi turned around and looked at Tong Jia with an expression that she couldn't understand. After a long while, he said, "Cousin, please take care of yourself."
Tong Jia smiled, and because she was ill, this smile made her sharpness and arrogance weaken by a little, and she looked quite peaceful.
After the Golden Award Ceremony, it’s already the end of the year.
Tong Jia's health seemed to be just as she said, and she knew it herself. At the New Year's Eve banquet, Tong Jia attended on time.
This was the longest time Tong Jia had been ill, and it was also the first time he had come out to see people since he fell ill.
Yuying observed Tong Jia's face and didn't seem to see anything wrong. She thought that Kangxi had invited an imperial physician to help Tong Jia, and the doctor prescribed the right medicine for her, which made her better.
Therefore, Yuying put Tong Jia out of her mind and no longer thought about whether she could survive the 28th year of Kangxi's reign.
New Year's Eve is naturally a day for family reunion. After half a year of negotiations with Tsarist Russia, the team finally returned from Nerchinsk with an agreement between the two countries and did not miss this year's New Year's Eve.
Kangxi was in a particularly good mood today.
He had already read the new Treaty of Nerchinsk. Unlike what Yuying had thought, that the victorious party would have to pay compensation for land, this time his army completely blocked the Russian tsarist troops outside the border of the Qing Dynasty. Presumably, they would not dare to invade again in the next few decades.
The new "Treaty of Nerchinsk" also ignited Kangxi's hope, which proved that history can really be changed. Kangxi was eager to take action and set his sights on the Dzungar Khanate, which was about to invade Mongolia.
Of course, this will happen after I finish my vacation and start writing.
After the New Year's Eve palace banquet, Kangxi abducted Yuying to the Qianqing Palace.
Yuying was not happy at first, but Kangxi said: "Don't you want to see what is written in the treaty signed with Tsarist Russia?
With just one sentence, Yuying no longer had any reluctance and followed Kangxi to the Palace of Heavenly Purity. The Palace of Heavenly Purity was brightly lit, and Yuying looked around the hall but couldn't find what she wanted to see.
"Your Majesty, where are the things?"
Kangxi put his hands behind his back and pretended to be mysterious.
"Your Majesty, if you don't tell me, I'll leave."
Yuying doesn't spoil him.
Only then did Kangxi take out the treaty. Originally, he wanted to be intimate with Yuying first and then show it to Yuying tomorrow.
But Yuying's mind was full of the treaty and she had no idea what Kangxi was thinking.
Yuying took the brand new Treaty of Nerchinsk from Kangxi.
The Treaty of Nerchinsk was written in three languages: Latin, Russian and Manchu. Yuying picked up the one written in Manchu and read on.
Yuying was so engrossed in watching that she had no idea that Kangxi was touching her.
Yuying read on word by word. She reached out her hand and brushed across the words on the silk book. This was a completely different Treaty of Nerchinsk.
She was in a state of confusion, and it was hard to describe the feeling at that moment in words. Especially when her hand brushed over the word "China", she felt very excited.
In this strange place, she saw these two words again. Her eyes turned red and her whole body tensed up, as if she was afraid of tears falling.
But in the end, tears still welled up in my eyes.
Kangxi was flustered and wiped Yuying's tears helplessly. Even if she was crying, she should be happy and crying tears of joy.
But Yuying clearly looked extremely sad.
The originally charming atmosphere disappeared, and Kangxi felt his heart tighten.
He immediately threw away the silk book in Yuying's hand and hugged her in his arms, with her cheek pressed against his chest. At this moment, he didn't care whether his dragon robe would be stained by Yuying's tears.
He raised his hand and wiped away the tears on Yuying's face tenderly. The moist tears dripped into his palm, burning him so much that it seemed to burn all the way into his heart.
"Why are you crying, Aying? If you have any grievances, please tell me, okay?" Kangxi used the softest tone of his life to coax Yuying gently.
But Yuying was just immersed in her emotions and said nothing.
Kangxi didn't understand why Yuying suddenly broke down, he just regretted it. If he knew that Yuying would cry because of this silk book, he would not have put it in front of Yuying from the beginning.
For the first time in his life, he felt so flustered and at a loss.
Kangxi's attempts to comfort her were in vain. It was not until the late night when Yuying became tired of crying and fell asleep in Kangxi's arms.
Kangxi carefully carried Yuying to the bed and tucked her in.
The candle beside the bed was dripping tears diligently. Kangxi hid in the shadow of the candle, staring at Yuying's profile, seemingly helpless.
After a long while, Kangxi suddenly leaned over, stretched out his hand, and peeled off the hair that was stuck to Yuying's face. After tidying up Yuying's hair, Kangxi raised his body again.
He looked at Yuying deeply again, then suddenly turned around and left the hall.
Outside the door, Liang Jiugong was alone on guard. Tonight was New Year's Eve, and Liang Jiugong thought that it was late at night and the emperor should go to bed, so he asked the other eunuchs to go down and rest.
In the silent night, a creaking sound broke the original tranquility.
"Your Majesty, why did you come out by yourself?"
Liang Jiugong was surprised. After all, he thought Kangxi should be in the arms of a beautiful woman by now.
Kangxi did not rush to answer Liang Jiugong's question. Instead, he gently closed the palace door and turned to Liang Jiugong, "Go get me a basin of hot water. Concubine Jin is asleep, so keep quiet."
Liang Jiugong didn't understand why, but he still went to get a basin of hot water. Fortunately, Liang Jiugong thought that the emperor was happy today and brought Concubine Jin back to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, so he arranged for hot water to be prepared in the small kitchen early in the morning.
Kangxi took the hot water from Liang Jiugong and planned to return to the palace.
"Your Majesty!" Liang Jiugong called out to Kangxi in fear and trepidation.
Kangxi frowned and looked at Liang Jiugong.
"Your Majesty, would you like me to call Concubine Jin's maid to serve you?"
It turned out that Liang Jiugong saw that Kangxi was actually planning to bring the hot water in by himself. Liang Jiugong naturally knew that there were no servants serving in the palace. Could it be that the emperor was planning to wash Concubine Jin himself?
How could the emperor have done such a thing? So Liang Jiugong quickly stopped Kangxi and suggested.
Kangxi refused without a second thought, "No, just close the door for me."
Liang Jiugong watched Kangxi carry the hot water in. Liang Jiugong had no choice but to close the door again. After tonight, the importance of Concubine Jin in his heart was raised again.
After all, there is no one else in the world who can make the emperor condescend to serve him personally.
Kangxi gently placed the hot water beside the bed, wrung out the towel, and applied it to Yuying's eyes which were swollen from crying for too long.
Kangxi was afraid that Yuying would feel eye pain when she woke up the next day, so he went out for a while.
The towel was cold, so Kangxi put it back into the hot water and wrung it dry.
This was repeated over and over until the hot water in the basin cooled completely, and Kangxi finally stopped. Only then did he have time to look down at his chest, which was covered with Yuying's tears.
Kangxi didn't want to make any more trouble, so he changed into his pajamas, got on the bed, and gently took Yuying into his arms.
Yuying let out a moan, as if she was disturbed, but she finally relaxed her brows when she smelled the familiar scent of ambergris.
Kangxi didn't dare to move until he was sure that Yuying was asleep again, then he dared to give her a light kiss on the forehead.
After tossing and turning for most of the night, Kangxi was finally able to close his eyes.
After a long time, a faint sigh was heard in the hall again. If you didn't listen carefully, you would miss it.
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The next day, Yuying woke up from Kangxi's arms.
Yuying opened her eyes and saw Kangxi's broad chest. She blinked and glanced at Kangxi's still closed eyes. She never thought that one day she would wake up earlier than Kangxi.
She didn't remember what happened afterwards last night. She only remembered that she cried in Kangxi's arms all night. Now she was lying on the bed. It must have been Kangxi who held her in his arms.
A trace of shyness flashed across Yuying's face. In fact, she was not such a crybaby. She didn't know what Kangxi would think.
Yuying moved her body, and Kangxi, who was still asleep, obediently loosened his arms around Yuying.
Yuying glanced at Kangxi. He was still awake. She stretched out her hand and poked Kangxi's face.
No response yet?
Yuying's hands became bolder and bolder, each poke becoming heavier than the last, leaving several conspicuous red marks on Kangxi's face.
Yuying hadn't realized yet that Kangxi's hand around her had moved again. She was poking her hard when suddenly Kangxi grabbed her hand.
"What is Ying doing?"
Yuying was startled and subconsciously tried to pull her hand back, but Kangxi held it firmly.
Yuying could only smile at Kangxi in a flattering way, glanced at the red marks on Kangxi's face, and said with a guilty look, "I... didn't do anything."
Kangxi glanced at Yuying's face calmly, and when he saw that she had returned to her usual look, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh? Nothing?" Kangxi raised his eyebrows and slowly approached Yuying.
"Your Majesty...what are you doing?"
Yuying couldn't help but step back, but the bed was so wide and her hand was held by Kangxi, so where could she push?
As Yuying's eyes became increasingly panicked, Kangxi pressed Yuying under him and slowly moved his face closer to her.
Yuying closed her eyes in fear.
Seeing Yuying like this, Kangxi laughed muffledly, turned his face to the side, and rubbed Yuying's face with his chin, which had stubble from staying up late.
Yuying opened her eyes in disbelief, "Your Majesty! What are you doing?"
Kangxi said nothing, but kept poking Yuying's face with his chin.
"Your Majesty! Let me go! I haven't washed my face yet! I haven't washed my face yet!"
Until the end, Yuying lay helplessly on the bed and let Kangxi do whatever he wanted.
Seeing Yuying's face also becoming rosy, Kangxi was satisfied and called for someone to come in and serve him.
Outside the door, Liang Jiugong was guarding the door calmly, while Qingtao and Qingdai were waiting nearby. They had heard the noise in the hall just now, but since Kangxi didn't speak, no one dared to go in.
After washing up, Yuying was still sulking, sitting at the dining table without saying a word. Kangxi had shaved his beard again, and even though he had only slept for a short time, he still looked refreshed.
"Aying, don't be angry. I won't do it again next time."
Then he tried to coax people in a humble manner.
The servants around him lowered their heads and couldn't bear to watch.
After breakfast, Kangxi had other things to do, so he left the bedroom first.
On the first day of the New Year, according to the rules, one should pay respects to the Imperial Concubine.
Imperial Noble Consort Tong Jia did not send anyone to various places to exempt them from paying respects today, as it was almost too late.
Fortunately, the Qianqing Palace had the things that Yuying often used, so she didn't have to go back to the Yongshou Palace to dress up.
So, after Yuying had packed up, she led her maid to Chengqian Palace.
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