Read Unconventional Qing Dynasty Transmigration - Several fruit trees are waiting to fall

Several fruit trees are waiting to fall

Upon receiving the news, Kangxi casually set the memorial aside. Marhun's death was nothing to grieve over. He was more distressed by his daughter: On April 26th, the emperor's sixteenth daughter passed away at the age of thirteen. Such a lovely daughter! She had raised her to such a young age, and now she was gone! Kangxi was in a rather sour mood.

Kangxi had a plan for the marriage of the Emperor's sixteenth daughter, or the eleventh princess, but thankfully, he didn't mention it to his future son-in-law. Kangxi harbored a certain pity for this daughter. The eleventh princess's mother was a concubine, Wang Shi, who wasn't particularly outstanding among the many women in the harem. Compared to Consort Min Zhang Jia, who was also a concubine during her lifetime, or Consort Wang, who had three sons but no clear rank, Wang Shi was merely a backdrop.

A mother's lack of status and favor can easily bring harm to her children. Last year, a scandal erupted in the palace: the eleventh princess's wet nurse neglected her. So much so, Kangxi exiled her entire family and imprisoned her husband in the Ministry of Punishment. This decree was issued personally by Kangxi himself.

Kangxi always held himself to high standards, one of which was being a good father. Now, his own daughter was being neglected by her wet nurse right under his nose. It was a slap in the face! Kangxi was furious, so much so that even Concubine Tong came to apologize.

Since the Eleventh Princess had suffered, Kangxi naturally sought to compensate her. Choosing a good husband, replacing her with honest servants, and rewarding her with valuable gifts were all part of his plan. Kangxi even personally visited the Eleventh Princess. The Eleventh Princess was still young, her tenderness and tenderness were endearing, and Kangxi's fatherly heart was rekindled. He comforted her and thereafter paid extra attention to the well-being of his young children.

He thought, "This way, the Eleventh Princess should be able to live a good life, right?" Of course, things did change after that. Kangxi was relieved. He hadn't expected that the child would be gone before he returned from the south. Kangxi's regrets were even deeper. The accompanying princes and grandchildren consoled him for a long time before he finally cheered up.

In comparison, the matter of Malhun only made him rack his brain but did not hurt his heart.

He thought about it and pressed his forehead. He decided not to get angry if he could. This was Kangxi's principle. He didn't want to be accused of being mean and ungrateful. He instructed the Ministry of Rites and other relevant departments to hold Prince An's funeral according to the standards of a prince. He gave the posthumous title, offered sacrifices, and awarded silver...

After finishing writing and throwing it aside, Kangxi sighed and began to daydream.

Hongdan stood by, having seen both the memorial announcing the death and Kangxi's instructions. His ears twitched, and a sense of relief settled in. He was no longer the ignorant child. His special status, the early feud between the Crown Prince and the Prince of Zhi, the special education he received from the Emperor and the Crown Prince, and so on, had all matured him early. In terms of political literacy, this child was now even more capable than his mother, the time-traveling woman.

Hongdan had to say that this strange Prince An's Mansion was, firstly, too powerful. Their achievements were not only terrifying to the emperor, but also an eyesore. Furthermore, with their power, they had become more arrogant. The sons of the old Prince An, Yue Le, were not very peaceful and had less than idealistic intentions. Cleaning it up would save a lot of trouble.

Kangxi seemed dazed, but in reality, he was melancholy. He had arranged for his uncle Tong Guogang's daughter to marry Marhun. Firstly, it was a gesture of goodwill, and also to encourage Marhun to behave himself. Secondly, it was also a gesture of consideration for Tong Guogang's family. After all, she was a prince's wife, wasn't she? A second wife wasn't a big deal; hadn't Yue Le lived harmoniously with his third wife?

If both sides were taken care of, at least everyone could live in harmony on the surface, wouldn't that be better than anything else? But Prince An's Mansion was a restless place, and Marhun died in such a disgrace! What would happen to his cousin?

Kangxi was really good to his uncle's family. No matter what the reason was, the care he showed was genuine. It was unacceptable for this little cousin to be a widow. Rubbing his eyebrows, Hongdan stepped forward to massage his shoulders. Kangxi closed his eyes and thought for a while, then patted Hongdan with his backhand: "Okay, let me think about it again."

Hongdan tactfully took his leave. Fortunately, he was staying in Nanyuan today, so it would be much more convenient to visit his father than in the palace.

As the saying goes, it's easier to be an official if you have connections in the court. Similarly, having connections around the emperor means you're well-informed. By placing a son with Kangxi, Yinreng saved himself the expense of bribing eunuchs, while also ensuring security and secrecy.

After hearing the news brought by Hongdan, and seeing his son's lips slightly raised, Yinreng pulled his own lips, which were already slightly raised, and said with a stern face: "Prince An is an elder of the royal family, how can you be so happy? Huh?"

The harsh tone startled Hongdan, and he actually took a small step back. He raised his head, swallowed, and looked at Yinreng's face. Yinreng tried to appear more serious: "You didn't do this in front of your Mafa, did you?"

Hongdan nodded obediently.

Yinreng coughed and lectured his son: "Why are you so startled? Oh, you show it on your face when you are happy, especially about something like this. How can I feel at ease when you are like this? Remember, don't be surprised by praise or criticism..."

He spoke for two full moments before pausing: "Go see your mother."

After his son left, Yinreng stood up and smiled silently at the wall with a twisted face for a long time.

The Eighth Prince would receive the news later. His sources of information from Kangxi were two: the eunuchs and the imperial guards. Both of these relied on bribery, whether through money or favors. Compared to Hongdan, they also had less access to confidential information—Kangxi had already begun to teach Hongdan about government affairs.

When serving in the Imperial Court, one cannot leave at any time; one must find time to do so. Leaving one's post is a grave offense. The news from Prince An's Mansion and the Eighth Prince's Mansion arrived earlier, but delivering it to the camp was a bit more difficult.

So the Eighth Prince was a moment too late to find out. While he was saddened by the news, he was also relieved. He was just thinking about how to disassociate himself from Prince An's residence when he dozed off and someone offered him a pillow. Maerhun had died, and the Prince An's residence was mourning behind closed doors. Using this as an excuse to avoid disturbing them was only natural.

but……

The Eighth Lady cried very sadly.

The Eighth Prince sighed. He couldn't tell the Eighth Lady directly that he wanted to draw a clear line with Prince An's Mansion. He had to find a way to save the country. "Don't do that for now. I'll be back tomorrow. Go over there and help out. Give me a message..."

"You're not going?" The Eighth Lady had a strange expression on her face.

The Eighth Prince said, "Of course I will go. Don't forget one more thing: the Emperor will be touring the frontier in June."

The Eighth Lady paused and said, "There are quite a few people accompanying the emperor. I'm afraid this funeral will be quiet."

The Eighth Prince patiently explained, "It's okay to be calm. Prince An's Mansion just had such a commotion, so it's always better to be cautious. If everyone is really in the capital, and we hold a grand ceremony, we're afraid of trouble."

"That's too unfair!"

"Khan Ama hasn't announced who will inherit the title yet! Everyone should be careful right now. Khan Ama always likes people who are restrained. You too, when you go there, tell them to mourn peacefully and not to let anything else happen. Don't curse them today and start rumors tomorrow. Unfilial descendants will bring trouble to the ancestors. Especially the sons of Malhun, be extremely careful."

The Eighth Prince was a very diplomatic man. He was thinking about distancing himself from the Prince An's Mansion, but all he said was out of consideration for them. The Eighth Lady thought it made sense: "That's right. We'll talk about it after Hua Qi inherits the title."

While the couple was discussing, there was a commotion outside. The Eighth Lady raised her voice and asked, "What's going on?"

A little maid walked in cautiously: "Master, Madam, Sister Zhang doesn't look well."

"What?" The Sister Zhang the little girl was talking about was a maidservant beside the Eighth Lady.

It turned out that during the Southern Tour, the Eighth Concubine had given her maid, Zhang, to the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Concubine, a man of quick action, pondered for a long time. Didn't she already have someone close to her? Wouldn't her eldest maid be more obedient than choosing someone after returning home? She wouldn't have kept a dishonest one around; she would have chased her away or sold her off long ago.

It is better to act than to be moved. Even though she felt sad, the Eighth Lady endured it!

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Malhun's death had little impact on the Crown Princess. Her biggest concern now was her fourth sister. Shuhui had passed away this year, and no one knew how she was doing. When she was far away in Jiangnan, she'd only mentioned her a few times, but now that the palace was in sight, Shujia couldn't wait to teleport there.

No matter how urgent the mood, things still need to be done. Shujia invited the Eighth Lady to stay in the Eastern Palace: "My mother should be in Ningshou Palace right now. There will be no one to greet you if you go there. Why don't you come and sit with me?"

The Eighth Lady was troubled, but after hardening her heart, she smiled again, "Second sister-in-law, what a coincidence! I really have to go to Mother's place first."

"?"

The Eighth Lady smiled more sincerely. "Our family is about to have another child. Back when we were in the south, I decided to give one of my maids to our master. Who would have thought that yesterday she'd be pregnant? I thought it was the perfect time to rest and not move around. I thought it would be best to take her to see Mother now."

Shujia smiled and said, "In that case, I won't keep you here."

After returning to the Eastern Palace, his troubled heart calmed down. Inside, his sons were already waiting. Hongxi led the way, followed by Honggui and Hongchen. The three of them stood on their own. The Eastern Palace's Seventh Prince, given the name Hongzao by his grandfather, was carried by his wet nurse as he saluted. Li Jiashi and Li Jiashi, standing nearby, also stepped forward.

Hongdan was left in the imperial court, and Hongtong joined his brothers. The brothers called out to each other, creating a lively atmosphere. Hongtong was a bit more obedient with Hongxi, but with his younger brothers, he would take advantage of his height and pummel them. He would call them "brother" and give them a touch.

Honggui had something to ask, so he ignored his actions and just whispered, "Brother, Jiangnan must be fun, right?" Hongchen struggled to remove his head from Hongtong's clutches. Hongzao simply burst into tears when his face was pinched, causing chaos.

Shujia didn't change her clothes first: "Hongtong." Hongtong curled his lips and stood in the sequence obediently.

Shujia took out her pocket watch and saw that she still had some time, so she called her sons over to talk. She looked at Hongxi first: "You've grown taller. You've worked hard these past few months."

Hong Xi bowed quickly and said with a smile, "My son is just looking after the house. Nothing major has happened, and I'm not tired." He then reported the important news, "The palace is bustling with activity with the selection of beauties. We didn't dare to get too close, so we don't know much. My seventh brother's first birthday party was a grand one. The Empress Dowager was there, and people from Chengqian Palace and other places came. Aunts Nine, Ten, Twelfth, Thirteen, and Fourteen all helped out... Aunt Eleven went... Yesterday, Prince An Marhun also went..."

Then he reported some other things. Shujia listened carefully and said at the end: "Good boy, you are thoughtful."

Honggui finally waited until he could speak, then he rushed over and pestered his mother: "Mother, I miss you."

Shujia hugged him and said, "Mother misses you too. Are you studying hard?" Honggui was born on a young age. It was today, the first month of the lunar calendar, that he was admitted to the Qianqing Palace to study with the permission of Yinreng.

"Yes! Right? Second brother?" After saying that, he asked Hongxi for confirmation.

Hongxi smiled and nodded: "He is very hardworking." Honggui looked at his mother proudly.

Shujia said, "Don't talk nonsense. When your father comes back later, he will examine you."

Honggui acted fearless and said, "Even if it's a Mafa test, I'm not afraid."

Hongchen also recognized his mother this time. With Honggui as his role model, he squeezed in after Honggui finished speaking and said, "Mother, your son is also very hardworking."

Shujia picked him up and asked, "How did you study so hard?"

Hongchen counted on his fingers what he had done every day, how far he had memorized in his lessons, what characters he could write, and so on. Seeing her son trying to please her, Shujia felt more relieved than anything else: "It sounds like it's happening. You're so good, mother will give you a reward."

Hongchen grinned, and Honggui had already come up and grabbed his mother's sleeve: "Mother, what about me? What about me?"

"One by one, none of you can be left behind!"

Finally, she turned her attention to her youngest son. Shujia had given up hope that her son's name would be funny. Red dates were fine; they were good for blood and nutrition.

The little guy turned one on April 13th. He could utter a few simple words, but... he didn't quite recognize his mother. This time, the wet nurse had learned from Hongchen's wet nurse and coaxed the child into submission. Hongchen nuzzled himself into the wet nurse's arms and looked hesitantly at his biological mother.

It is said that the smaller the animal, the more sensitive its intuition. Hongzao was a few months younger than Hongchen. He did not cry or make a fuss. When he was held in his mother's arms, he sniffed the scent, adjusted his posture, and then calmed down. He looked at his mother curiously with his big black and white eyes.

Shujia smiled, reached out and gently stroked his head, and asked the wet nurse: "It's hot out. How is your meal? Is your sleep good?"

The nurse quickly replied, "In reply to the master, the servants did not dare to take the prince outside. There is an ice basin in the prince's room. He eats well and sleeps soundly."

Shujia asked a few more questions before turning to her sons, "You should go and pack your things too. Your father will be back soon and will have to see you. And you," looking at Hongtong, "you just got back, so go change your clothes. Hongxiu, get the box of fans I brought back and put on the indigo-colored fan cover for the second prince. You guys, take another look at your clothes and accessories. The eleventh princess died young, so she's your aunt after all, so you'd better be careful."

After giving all the instructions, he got up to change his clothes.

Hongxiu and the others gathered around and gave a detailed report on the selection process: "There are quite a few excellent girls among the selection this year. Not only is there our fourth daughter, but there's also the daughter of the third prince consort and the niece of the previous Empress Xiaozhao... The Empress Dowager likes our fourth daughter very much and is also very kind to her great-granddaughter..."

As Shujia listened, she distractedly pointed at a set of clothes. Hongxiu was a conscientious person. Since the Eleventh Princess had arrived, the Crown Princess couldn't wear anything too bright. She had chosen light-colored clothing for Shujia. The Eleventh Princess was an unmarried woman, and there was a difference in rank between her and the Crown Princess. So Shujia didn't need to wear anything too plain or formal.

Pointing to a moon-white cheongsam and picking out a string of ivory beads to hang on her collar, Shujia asked, "Is there any news from the princes outside the palace?" and then clicked on a pair of jade bracelets.

Hongxiu smiled and said, "There is a happy event right now. The Fourth Lady is pregnant again. When our Seventh Prince was one year old, I saw her and she was already pregnant." Knowing that the Crown Princess treated the Fourth Lady well, Hongxiu brought up this matter.

Shujia laughed: "This is really a good thing." She picked up a thin pendant and hung it on her ear.

Hongxiu was Shujia's confidant and someone she could use, so she was less cautious when speaking. She sighed and said, "I just hope that the Fourth Concubine can have a prince this time, and not end up like the Seventh Concubine." Seeing that Shujia didn't look unhappy, she continued, "The Thirteenth Concubine did the same, she had a princess in March. The Twelfth Concubine did the same, she's pregnant again, and her situation is better than the Fourth Concubine's." No matter where she went, there would always be more people supporting the principal wife.

Shujia asked, "What else happened recently?"

Hongxiu thought for a while before saying, "Not long after the emperor left, a young lady living in Zhongcui Palace became pregnant."

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

Hongxiu blushed. The pregnant woman was a concubine of the Niuhulu clan, a prominent Manchu clan, but her family was not particularly prominent, and she herself was not particularly favored. This had made Hongxiu almost forget about her existence, like she was just another background figure. Even with her pregnancy, she wasn't worth paying attention to.

The method for determining which women in the harem are background characters and which are not is very simple: the more often Hongxiu sees someone, the more important they are; if she doesn't see them, then they are completely unimportant. The Crown Princess would go to Ningshou Palace to pay her respects regardless of the weather, and Hongxiu was the one who accompanied the Crown Princess there most often. Anyone she could see was allowed to appear in Ningshou Palace.

Kangxi's harem could be described as "huge," but the real Forbidden City wasn't very spacious. Even the Empress Dowager's quarters couldn't accommodate many people. Those who could get close had to be quite respectable. When she accompanied the Crown Princess to pay her respects at the Ningshou Palace, she barely saw Nianhulu. She also rarely saw the mother of the eleventh princess mentioned above.

Besides, pregnancy does not mean giving birth. Miscarriages are not uncommon these days, and there are also many cases of infant death.

Shujia said, "That's not a big deal. She lives in a remote place, so it's not uncommon for her to forget. Once we've packed up, if there's any news, we'll go to Ningshou Palace."

Hongxiu agreed softly, then stepped forward to help Shujia out. Inside, Hongxi and the other brothers had already changed their clothes and checked each other to make sure there were no problems. Then, they stood guard, waiting for Yinreng to return. Hongxi lamented: In the past, whenever the emperor returned to the capital, he would always ask his grandchildren to visit him. Now, the number of his grandchildren has multiplied, and as a result, no one can see the emperor in person. The only way is to examine their lessons together tomorrow, when the emperor is free.

Soon, news arrived from outside that the Emperor had emerged from Ningshou Palace, and the Crown Prince had returned with his grandson. Shujia said to Hongxiu, "Well, it's time for us to leave. Once the Crown Prince has seen the Seventh Prince, we'll take him away. Zhao Guoshi, deliver the gifts I've brought to the various palaces, the five eastern and western residences, and the Zhaoxiang Residence according to the list. Send people to deliver the gifts outside the palace as well, and add a gift to the Fourth Prince's residence and the Twelfth Prince's residence."

Zhao Guoshi understood that the gifts to these two places were meant for the ladies of the house: "I will do it right away."

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In Ningshou Palace, the Empress Dowager had just met with Kangxi and was still in a state of excitement. When she heard the news that the Crown Princess had arrived, she hurriedly said, "Hurry up and ask her to come in! Where's the tea?" This left Concubine Tong and the others speechless, but they also thought to themselves, "Just in time! Come and take over this old lady! We can't handle it anymore."

There is a reason for this feeling.

Kangxi came to see the Empress Dowager, asked about her well-being, and reported that he was doing well. Mother and son shed tears for the Eleventh Princess again. Kangxi was very good at dealing with this simple-minded old lady, and quickly took the Empress Dowager to the side and said, "Mother, you have worked hard."

"Huh? It's not hard, it's not hard. How can living in the palace be hard? It's the traveling back and forth for months a year that's exhausting."

Kangxi said sincerely: "My son is on a southern tour, and you are working hard in this palace. How can it not be hard?"

The Empress Dowager sighed, "I only look after her occasionally. Most of the work is done by the Imperial Concubine and the others. Even so, I still haven't taken good care of my granddaughter..." She choked up again and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief.

Concubine Tong and the others almost knelt down with their knees weak. "Grandfather, you...

Kangxi's mouth twitched. "How can you say that? They are young after all (= =). I can only feel at ease if you take care of them. Choosing a granddaughter is not an easy task..."

"Oh, I was just thinking of something I wanted to tell the Emperor, and it's this one, yes, this one," he said, tilting his head. "Emperor, there are really a few good girls this year. The daughter of our Third Princess is excellent, with a straightforward personality and good looks. The Crown Princess's sister is also very dignified, we can't be wrong. And there's..."

Concubine Tong and the others wiped their sweat in their hearts and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Following the old lady, you can't relax at all." She peeked at Kangxi's face and saw that he looked quite serious. She thought to herself, this shouldn't be our fault.

After talking for a long time, Kangxi took his sons and left. The concubines were relieved and began to wonder: Whose card will be turned over today?

When something is on her mind, the Empress Dowager, in her excited state, becomes even more difficult to handle. Just then, the Crown Princess arrives.

The Empress Dowager's slightly presbyopic eyes brightened as she looked at Shujia's fresh outfit. She had been grinning from ear to ear since the Crown Princess entered the room. "Oh, you're finally back! Come here and let me see you. Look, after her trip south, she looks even more beautiful."

Concubine Tong said, "That's right. This girl has tender skin and is no worse than the girls I met the other day." She was just worried about the Empress Dowager mentioning the selection of concubines. Now, because the Crown Princess's sister was also an applicant for the selection and she usually took good care of her, she took the initiative to bring it up.

The Empress Dowager touched Shujia's hand and said, "Yes, it's true. It's so soft, and it's because of this good temperament. Your sister is also a good child. You are both blessed."

Concubine Hui glanced at the Crown Princess and was surprised to see no one else around. Concubine Liang also received a seat and was surprised to see her daughter-in-law missing. Both of them were concerned about the Eighth Prince and his wife, and they were the first to notice that the Eighth Concubine hadn't come. Remember, the last time the Fourth Concubine accompanied the emperor, she'd stopped by the Eastern Palace after returning.

Concubine Yi, Concubine De, and Concubine Rong all saw it, but they all agreed not to say anything: Who knows what the trick is? If they expose the matter now, it would be fine if it turns out to be a good thing, but if it turns out to be a bad thing, wouldn't it just add to the hatred?

I was curious but didn't say anything.

The Crown Princess spoke first. After speaking to the Empress Dowager, she greeted Concubine Tong. During her routine greetings, the Crown Princess actually congratulated Concubine Liang and others: "Congratulations, Concubine, you are going to be a grandmother."

There was a buzzing noise in Ningshou Palace. Shujia turned around and said to the Empress Dowager, "The woman in Eighth Brother's room is pregnant. I'm afraid Eighth Brother's wife is not safe. I'll put her with my mother first and then come to pay my respects." Then she said to Liangpin, "Eighth Brother's wife will be here soon. My mother can ask her first. When you return to the palace, you can see the child."

There was joy and excitement in Ningshou Palace, and everyone's face was filled with smiles.

Meanwhile, the other wives also arrived one after another, all arriving on time to avoid Kangxi. The Eighth Wife had come from a different route than the wives from the princes' quarters, so she joined them at the gate. By the time they had all entered, everyone in the house had already heard about the Eighth Prince's happy event.

The Eighth Lady felt a little sad, but also relaxed. This time, the palace wouldn't assign anyone to their family again, right?

The Empress Dowager had her own opinions about the Eighth Lady. Initially, she liked her grandson's wife's straightforward personality, but no matter how much she liked her, it couldn't compare to her concern for her grandson. Now, after listening to the Eighth Lady's own account, knowing that she had taken the initiative to help the Eighth Prince take a concubine, and that she had given her maid to the Eighth Prince, and that she had even become pregnant, her good impression of the Eighth Lady returned: "Good child, this is right, live a good life."

The Eighth Lady was so shocked that her breath caught in her chest.

Shujia quickly changed the subject: "Happy events are coming one after another. Fourth sister-in-law and fourteenth sister-in-law are also pregnant, and twelfth sister-in-law's date is coming soon."

The topic turned back to the security field and everyone continued to gossip.

The Empress Dowager was finally tired. "I am tired too, and so are you. Go back and rest. Come back tomorrow and we will discuss this together. The Emperor is about to go to the frontier again, and the matter of the concubines must be decided before the Emperor sets out."

Everyone responded in unison.

So, I can see Shuhui tomorrow? Shujia made up her mind and decided to go to Chengqian Palace later to discuss the situation with Concubine Tong.

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In Chengqian Palace, Concubine Tong warmly received the Crown Princess and politely said to Shujia: "You brought something again."

"A little gift."

Concubine Tong smiled and said, "Is this even a little? It's not easy for you to go out, so keep some for yourself to play with - this fine satin can also be left for the fourth lady to add to her box." They would not give this as a gift when adding to the box. Concubine Tong just said it casually, and she also brought up Shuhui.

"Speaking of the fourth girl, please take good care of her, mother."

"What are you talking about? I think your sister is almost the same as my niece." Concubine Tong smiled.

She was so enthusiastic, partly because she got along well with Shujia, and partly because she had some ulterior motives. Because of Hongxi's marriage, everyone suddenly realized: the crown prince had grown up, and even if he didn't get married this year, he would have to have an explanation by the next election at the latest.

Shujia followed her and said, "Look at what you said. I hope she can be as reassuring as your niece."

"Don't come on," Concubine Tong said bluntly, "I don't believe you don't know that she is already the promised fifteenth wife."

"Mother, until the decree comes down, we must be careful with our words. If it really comes true in the future, have her come to pay her respects and kowtow to you."

"I don't deserve this, but I'd be really happy if you guys came over and sat with me more often." There was a hint of desolation in his tone.

Shujia pretended not to notice: "As long as you don't think I'm noisy, I can't wait to be close to you."

Concubine Tong smiled and dropped a piece of inside information: "I think the old ancestor seems to want to give the third prince's daughter to your Hongxi. Whether you like it or not, it's better to have a plan."

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In comparison, the matter of Malhun only made him rack his brain but did not hurt his heart.

After finishing writing and throwing it aside, Kangxi sighed and began to daydream.

Hongdan tactfully took his leave. Fortunately, he was staying in Nanyuan today, so it would be much more convenient to visit his father than in the palace.

Hongdan nodded obediently.

He spoke for two full moments before pausing: "Go see your mother."

After his son left, Yinreng stood up and smiled silently at the wall with a twisted face for a long time.

but……

The Eighth Lady cried very sadly.

"You're not going?" The Eighth Lady had a strange expression on her face.

The Eighth Prince said, "Of course I will go. Don't forget one more thing: the Emperor will be touring the frontier in June."

The Eighth Lady paused and said, "There are quite a few people accompanying the emperor. I'm afraid this funeral will be quiet."

"That's too unfair!"

While the couple was discussing, there was a commotion outside. The Eighth Lady raised her voice and asked, "What's going on?"

A little maid walked in cautiously: "Master, Madam, Sister Zhang doesn't look well."

"What?" The Sister Zhang the little girl was talking about was a maidservant beside the Eighth Lady.

It is better to act than to be moved. Even though she felt sad, the Eighth Lady endured it!

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