The Virtuous Concubine

As expected, as expected! The prince showed an expression of "as expected" on his face, and felt somewhat relieved in his heart.

As expected, women need to be coaxed on the spot and as quickly as possible. Previous experience and lessons have taught him that if there is anything, it must be discussed as soon as possible, and there must be no misunderstandings.

Otherwise, who knows what she will think and what she will do!

"When I saw the rules Bai Qian gave me that day, I knew right away that you must be mad at me, thinking that I didn't have a tenable explanation for this matter and failed to protect the relationship between us."

The prince did not argue that he had no choice but to do it. All of this was arranged by Kangxi, which surprised Malu.

Malu snorted softly, raised her hand to stroke the hair on her temples, and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears: "Hmph, it's easy for you to say that. Your emperor's will is one thing, but what about your own thoughts? I see that you are probably not very reluctant."

Seeing this, the prince hurriedly reached out his hand and tried to hold Malu's hand, but she dodged it lightly. He was not discouraged and simply leaned on her: "You really wronged me. The concubine's entry into the palace is just a formality and a rule. She and I are just superficially affectionate, but for you, it is real and heartfelt care."

Then the prince promised: "If you don't like them, I will just leave them alone."

Malu sighed and straightened his clothes: "I was just kidding, you are the prince, how could you..."

How is it possible to have no offspring?

If he still wants to be the crown prince, he can't leave these women alone.

The prince also knew it, but he was also in a difficult situation.

He put himself in her shoes and knew that every time Malu was summoned, she felt very upset, bitter and helpless. He must have felt the same pain when she arranged for him to have a concubine enter the palace.

So he couldn't utter a word, and he didn't even dare to promise that he would not touch Fu Jin in the future. Maybe if he only touched one person, she would feel better.

Both of them knew that this was almost impossible and were unwilling to make things difficult for the other.

Loving one person and keeping one's heart to oneself, only women in the palace must abide by this rule. Men cannot do it, and are not even allowed to do so.

Besides, it's a pity to waste our precious time arguing over something that is doomed to have no solution after all we have finally met.

The two people in the carriage were sitting close to each other, their bodies pressed against each other, so it was natural for them to go astray.

Malu was trying to maintain her composure and dodged twice. Seeing the prince's eyes getting darker and his breath getting more chaotic, she whispered to Yinreng to stop making trouble.

But the prince was indeed a little frustrated - he had the confidence to promise not to touch other people.

So far, he has never been close to others.

Now that the person I like is so close to me, it is natural that the passion is overwhelming.

Being pestered by him to no end, Malu pointed outside helplessly: "There are so many people outside, including the coachman, the accompanying guards and palace maids, aren't you afraid?"

Yinreng smiled and said, "Most of them are sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. If I didn't choose them carefully, how could I hide here? If you are afraid, then keep your voice down."

As he said this, he came up to me.

The carriage was shaking with a creaking sound, like a long melody, covering up some tiny noises that shouldn't have been there.

The rest are all testing Malu's determination and perseverance.

Fortunately, the carriage restricted the overly violent movements, and the tide was still within the controllable range.

However, whenever the road was bumpy and the carriage suddenly jolted up and down, there were moments when people could not help but lose control, and a faint sound overflowed from their lips and teeth.

Every time this happened, Malu could only grab the prince's hand and bite it, even until it bled.

The prince seemed not to feel the pain at all. Instead, he hugged her even tighter, wishing the road could be bumpier and the distance longer.

The commander of the infantry usually does nothing, but now he is doing a very efficient job of clearing the road!

After doing this twice, Malu could no longer sit still. She felt sore in her waist and legs and could hardly stand. The prince saw this and felt pain in his heart. Without saying a word, he took the initiative to take over the "work" and share some of the burden with her.

Later, her knees became weak and she couldn't even force herself to kneel. She could only hug the prince and cry tenderly.

The prince cried with great satisfaction.

The prince's heart softened at the sound of crying. With a youthful spirit and some inexplicable thoughts, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Tell me, am I the most powerful one?"

When Malu didn't answer, he kept proving himself until Malu nodded in acknowledgement, suppressing her shyness.

When his emotions gradually calmed down, Malu finally came to his senses. Seeing the bite marks on the prince's hand, he felt guilty and hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and bandaged it carefully. He regretted it deeply: "What if a scar is left?"

The prince didn't care about that at all, and said softly: "It's okay, as long as you don't get angry with me, this little injury is nothing. Even if it leaves a scar, it is a mark of our deep affection."

Yinreng felt extremely relaxed both physically and mentally, but happy times are always short-lived, and he really didn't have much time left.

He helped Malu to tidy up everything, then moved to the rosewood table in the middle, reached into the secret compartment under the table, and took out an exquisite incense burner with a lotus pattern carved on the body, which was simple and elegant.

The prince really came prepared. He took out a fire starter from his bosom. Sparks flickered and ignited the spices in the stove. The rich and elegant fragrance spread slowly, covering up the ambiguous smell left in the carriage.

After everything was settled, he looked at Malu and whispered, "In another quarter of an hour, the carriage should arrive. I'm going to hide first. You are not allowed to be angry with me. In the future... we will always have a chance."

After saying this, he looked at Malu deeply, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance into his heart, and then turned around and swiftly got into the compartment under the seat.

Malu looked at the place where the prince disappeared, sighed, checked himself and the car again, then sat up straight and resumed his usual dignified demeanor.

As the prince said, the carriage slowly stopped and the fourth prince's respectful voice came from outside: "Mother, we have arrived at the mansion."

Malu calmed himself down and replied softly, "Okay, I'll be down right away."

She stood up and got off the carriage, looking at the Fourth Prince's mansion in front of her. The red gate was majestic, the red silk was fluttering, and the Chinese character "囍" was hung high, which was full of the festive atmosphere of a newlywed. Servants were kneeling on the ground at the door, welcoming her into the mansion through the main gate.

It was not yet an auspicious time, and not many guests had arrived, so the Fourth Prince took Malu to see the mansion he had carefully planned.

The Fourth Prince had good taste, and the mansion was decorated very elegantly, with many places being ingenious. But Malu was always worried about whether the prince had gotten out of the carriage safely, so she didn't want to watch. She was also afraid that the Fourth Prince would think she was perfunctory, so she asked the Fourth Prince halfway through whether it was time for his wife to arrive.

Bai Qian, who came with her, smiled and teased the queen: "The queen is eager to see the new bride, why don't we quickly welcome the queen to the female guests' table!"

As he was talking, there was a faint sound of joy coming from afar. The Fourth Prince was delighted and said hurriedly, "Mother, I think the bride's wedding procession has arrived. I will go to the front hall to welcome them. Su Peisheng, take mother to the first table for the ladies."