Qing Dynasty: The Imperial Concubine is Pregnant Again

On the Mongolian grasslands.

The cool breeze at night blows the grass, bringing up the fresh grass fragrance, adding a bit of coolness to the hot weather.

The royal entourage camped opposite the Mongolian prince's tent. The most central and heavily guarded tent was the emperor Kangxi's tent.

Perhaps because Concubine De's favor was no longer as great as before and Concubine Yi and others were old and ugly, Kangxi did not bring any of the four concubines with him on the Mulan hunting trip.

The fifteenth prince's biological mother was Concubine Mi Wang. Wang was favored by the emperor over the years and gave birth to the fifteenth prince Yinwu, the sixteenth prince Yinlu, and the eighteenth prince Yinxuan.

The 13-year-old Fifteenth Prince followed Kangxi out for hunting, which shows that both mother and son are extremely favored.

Concubine Mi had a gentle appearance and carried the unique scholarly air of the Han people, which made her very much loved by Kangxi. Even her tent was placed right next to the main tent and was guarded by strict guards.

At this time, she was wearing plain nightgown and taking off the slightly complicated red hairpin on her head. Her trusted palace maid behind her helped to untie her hair.

As the makeup on her face faded, Wang's fair skin was revealed. She looked less coquettish and more pure, and her age of thirty added a bit of charm.

"My lady, the fifteenth prince followed His Majesty on a hunt today. Eunuch Liang said that our fifteenth prince was very brave and hunted a sika deer!"

Wang smiled slightly, feeling proud of her son. She felt from the bottom of her heart that Yinyou was the one treated most specially by Kangxi except for the crown prince.

"It's all because of His Majesty's good teaching that Yinyu is so capable."

Seeing her mistress's happy look, the head maid couldn't help but feel a little proud, and then asked in a low voice:

"My lady, I heard that the Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince will soon be granted the title of Beile? The Fifteenth Prince is thirteen years old now, I wonder..."

It was not that Wang was not anxious about her son being conferred a title, but the Emperor had no such wish, so she could not be too hasty and the smile on her face faded a little.

The senior palace maid also apparently realized that her words had overstepped the mark, and she quickly knelt down to admit her mistake.

After a while, Wang got up as if nothing had happened, tidied up, and went to bed.

No one knows what Wang is thinking at this moment.

On a hidden grassland a few hundred meters away, a group of people wearing night clothes and moving in strange ways quickly approached the royal tent.

One of them was obviously the leader. He looked at the guards patrolling back and forth and whispered to the people behind him:

"These guards change shifts every half an hour. We can sneak in during the shift changes!"

The others had serious expressions and nodded to show that they understood. A man with a ferocious look was staring at the tent in front of them viciously.

"Boss, we must kill the Tartar emperor tonight!"

Soon, as the night deepened, the guards outside the tent suddenly became panicked, with the sound of swords clashing and shouts caused by swords penetrating into flesh.

This night was destined to be anything but peaceful.

Kangxi woke up when he heard the chaos. Looking at the flashes of swords and shadows of fire outside, he immediately realized that someone was attacking the camp.

"Liang Jiugong! What's going on outside!"

While putting on his coat, Kangxi picked up the long sword beside him and wanted to go out and kill. Perhaps because of his old age, his hand holding the long sword was shaking a little.

Although he put the sword back the next moment, Liang Jiugong and the other eunuchs saw it. Liang Jiugong hurried forward:

"Your Majesty, there is chaos outside. Prince Zhi and Prince Yong are leading their men outside to confront that group of people."

This time, except for the crown prince who stayed in the capital to temporarily manage state affairs and some unpopular and young princes who were not brought out, all the others came.

Kangxi looked around and finally decided to stay in the tent.

Within two hours, it was daybreak and the noise of fighting outside died down.

Prince Zhi and Yinzhen, who both had some scars on their bodies, were the first to enter Kangxi's tent, followed by the remaining princes.

"Boss, Fourth Brother, do you have any idea about the people who attacked the camp last night?"

Prince Zhi was a strong man, stronger than Yinzhen, and had an extremely bad temper. He glanced at Yinzhen beside him and spoke first:

"My dear father, that group of people are obviously traitors from the White Lotus Sect!"

Kangxi remained silent, looked at Yinzhen who was also silent, and asked, "Fourth Brother, tell me."

Yinzhen did not want to expose his ambition for the throne at this time, nor did he want to provoke the hostility of Prince Zhi, so he replied expressionlessly:

"I and my elder brother share the same idea. The White Lotus Sect has always been dissatisfied with the royal family. Taking advantage of the hunting of the emperor to assassinate him has always been the style of the White Lotus Sect."

Prince Zhi immediately withdrew his gaze. In his opinion, after the Fourth Prince said so much, wasn't he just confirming what he said?

At this moment, there was a cry outside the tent, and Liang Jiugong walked in with a terrified look on his face: "Your Majesty, the fifteenth prince... is missing..."

Kangxi had already felt that this assassination attempt was indescribably strange, and his tense expression became even more stern. He threw the tea set aside:

"Bastard!"

There was chaos in the camp again. Prince Zhi and Yinzhen were both slightly injured and were left behind by Kangxi to recuperate. The task of finding the fifteenth prince was assigned to other princes.

Prince Cheng Yinzhi and the Eighth Prince Yinsi were the main persons in charge, and they led the Thirteenth/Fourteenth Prince and the Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince to search separately.

Wang, the noble lady who was crying at the door, waited until all the princes had left, wiped the tears from her face, and walked into Kangxi's tent.

Seeing Wang crying and being comforted by Kangxi again, and feeling her weak and trembling body, Kangxi's anger was uncontrollably aroused, and he hated the White Lotus Sect even more.

Tong Nuanyan was naturally unaware of what happened on the grassland. Ever since she placed the recycling red mole, the aura of 805 had become increasingly powerful.

Finally, he recovered completely after half a month, and Tong Nuanyan finally felt relieved.

[Host, I'm sorry for making you worry for so long...]

805's usual baby voice now carries a hint of human grievance, but more of it is a sense of relief that as long as the host is safe.

{You, I used my supernatural powers to block the poison that day. Even if you didn't risk your energy to save me, I would have been unconscious for a little longer at most.}

It would be a lie for Tong Nuanyan to say that she was not touched, but 805 had been with her since the last life and now she almost lost him. How could she not be angry?

[Host, 805 doesn't want you to fall into a coma. Your children are so young and need you to protect them...]

Listening to 805's aggrieved little voice, Tong Nuanyan's heart had already softened. There was nothing wrong with 805 wanting to protect her.

{805, Without your help, I may not be able to raise so many children safely. Don't take such risks in the future.}

The arc of 805, which was secretly observing Tong Nuanyan, also turned pink, and became a little hesitant, and the whole system seemed to be in the cloud.

[Okay...Okay, 805 promises you...]