The Virtuous Concubine

It must be said that Yinzhen was very good at understanding Kangxi's mind. In the past, the selection of the empress was based on her fate, and whether her fate was strong enough, because the emperor was the sky and the empress was the earth. The empress also had great power and almost divided the world with the emperor.

If your destiny is not strong enough, how can you bear it?

But an emperor like Kangxi, who holds great power, would not allow anyone, even a woman, to share his power.

Therefore, the fate of assisting and prospering, although seemingly inferior to the fate of phoenix, actually just hits the spot that Kangxi needs!

Wen Xian was indeed a considerate and caring person. He immediately told Malu about their discussion that day and asked her mother, "Mother, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Ma Lu smiled and tidied Wen Xian's hair, then nodded: "You understand me best. Daughters are better. Sons are not considerate at all."

After hearing her mother's praise, Wen Xian smiled brightly, leaned on Malu coquettishly, and complained:

"When Fourth Brother heard Yin Zuo say that the Emperor liked the Crown Prince because of the Crown Prince himself, his face twisted. Really..."

Malu shook her head, and the tasseled pearl hairpin beside her ear made a pleasant sound. She sighed and said, "Your fourth brother is very thoughtful. Although it is difficult to face the truth, he should be able to figure it out. You don't have to worry."

Wen Xian pouted and said, "Mother, although that is true, my fourth brother and his friends will definitely not resign themselves to this. Who in the palace doesn't want to climb up? Mother also stopped only when she reached her goal, didn't she?"

Looking at Wen Xian's slightly stubborn expression, Malu gently stroked Wen Xian's hair: "Wen Xian, the uphill road is not easy to walk. Mother didn't stop because she reached her goal, but she understood that some things can't be forced. It's a good thing that your fourth brother is ambitious, but he must also know when to stop. Fortunately, you and Yinzuo are here to persuade him."

Wen Xian listened to her mother's words and nodded thoughtfully. "Mother, I understand. I will persuade Fourth Brother with Yinzuo to stop being so persistent. It's a pity that I'm a princess, otherwise..."

Wen Xian lowered his head slightly, a hint of regret in his fiery eyes.

Malu said solemnly: "What are you talking about?"

Wen Xian suddenly raised her head and looked at Malu, with a little panic in her eyes. "Mother, I just think that if I were not a princess, maybe I could fight and strive for it like my fourth brother and the others."

"Wen Xian, as a princess, you have your mission and responsibility. Your existence itself has important significance. Don't belittle yourself, and don't envy others. You have your value. Has anything happened to you recently?"

Wen Xian's eyes flickered after hearing what her mother said: "Mother, I was deeply moved when I saw the struggle between Fourth Brother and the Crown Prince and the eldest prince. I feel that as a princess, although I have a noble status, I always feel a little powerless. It's as if I'm just a decoration, beautiful but useless. Palace affairs sound good, but after doing it for a long time, I always feel like a housekeeper, wandering around in this small piece of land."

Looking at Wen Xian's slightly lost expression, Malu felt a sense of pity in his heart.

Without waiting for Malu to speak, Wen Xian lay in Malu's arms and whispered, "I also want to attend the court, and I also want to go to the South Study to discuss government affairs with the Emperor!"

Malu glanced at Wen Xian, then glanced at the servants in the room, and said, "Wen Xian, this is not what you should think. Princesses cannot participate in government affairs. This is the rule of our ancestors. Although you have ambitions, you need to exercise them within the appropriate scope."

Wen Xian raised his head, with resentment in his eyes. "Mother, why can't women participate in government affairs? I think I am also capable of sharing the worries of the Emperor."

Seeing that she was determined enough, Ma Lu asked her in a low voice: "Then can you convince your father? Convince those ministers of the previous dynasty not to accuse you of being a hen crowing at dawn?"

Wen Xian was overjoyed. She knew her mother would support her! Wen Xian's eyes brightened instantly, and she was obviously thinking.

Malu nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "Mother knows your idea, but no matter what you do, you can't rush into it. You have to act cautiously, otherwise it will backfire. Under the suppression of the world for thousands of years, there is only one Martial Emperor."

Wen Xian’s first reaction was surprise.

My mother actually has such high expectations of me?

Then she said confidently: "Mother, I won't be as radical as Emperor Wu, but I will use my own way to fight for opportunities for myself and to gain dignity for women. From now on, no one is allowed to look down on me!"

Hearing her words, Malu knew that there must be a story behind this. However, the child was grown up and had his own little secrets, so Malu didn't dare to ask.

And it's a good thing that Wen Xian thinks this way. Who knows, the two younger sisters behind her may also be inspired by her ambitions and make their own achievements!

Malu looked at Wen Xian with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement.

At this moment, Wen Xian did not know that her determination, like a spark, would open up a new path for her and other women.

At this time, it was getting late. Wen Xian was about to go back to the princess' residence, but she didn't expect that Malu would keep her after hearing the birds singing outside the window. "It's so late, why are you leaving? Let's have a private chat and stay in Yonghe Palace tonight!"

Wen Xian naturally had no choice but to respond. She sent people to tell the empress dowager and the princess, which was considered as reporting the matter.

Malu and Wen Xian didn't really talk for very long. After all, after Malu gave birth to a child, she spent a lot of time participating in the affairs of the former dynasty and the harem, so she still needed to recuperate.

Wen Xian's mind was full of his future career and he was not in the mood to chat.

It was a pity for Nalan, who had been hiding in a hidden corner outside. He didn't find a chance to come in until the second half of the night.

Nalan was extremely anxious, but he did not dare to act rashly. He could only wait silently in the dark until the last shift change. Then he jumped up and left after a few takeoffs and landings.

It was a cold and damp second half of the night, and the wind was biting, but it was nothing compared to the heartache he felt at the moment.

Malu, you don’t want to see me anymore!

Nalan walked back home in the inner city of Beijing in a lost mood, and Malu's figure kept appearing in his mind. He certainly understood why Malu was so cold to him.

Lu family, all Lu family!

When Nalan returned home, he looked at the familiar environment, but he was filled with resentment. Lu came forward, she smiled and asked him with concern why he was soaked, and asked him to change his clothes quickly.

Seeing her slightly protruding belly, Nalan felt even worse, but he couldn't push a pregnant woman, so he turned his head and dodged Lu who was approaching him, leaving Lu's hand that was about to change his clothes empty.