The Virtuous Concubine

"What's wrong with me?"

Upon seeing this, the Thirteenth Prince hurriedly walked to Kangxi's bed, knelt on the ground, his eyes full of concern and worry, and said softly: "Father, you suddenly fainted just now. I rushed here immediately after hearing the news. Now you have just woken up and your body is still weak. Don't say too much and have a good rest first. The imperial physician is decocting medicine. I believe that after drinking the medicine, your body will slowly get better."

Kangxi nodded slightly and tried to raise his hand to rub his swollen and painful temples, but he felt a splitting headache and fatigue all over his body.

He knew in his heart that his body was probably... This fainting was probably not an accident, but the result of overwork and neglect of health care in recent days.

At this time, the sky outside the tent was still very gloomy, with leaden clouds covering it, as if a storm was about to come.

After the Thirteenth Prince personally served Kangxi a dose of medicine, Kangxi's complexion improved a little and his spirits recovered a little. He looked around and saw that only the Thirteenth Prince was serving him, and he couldn't help but frowned.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement outside. Kangxi's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible displeasure and disappointment, and he asked with a reproachful tone, "Where is the prince?"

Thirteen's hands were clenched into fists in his sleeves. After a moment's hesitation, he stammered for the Crown Prince, "Father, the Crown Prince is always very filial to you. There must be something wrong with him not being able to come in time. I hope you will calm down. I have sent someone to look for the Crown Prince."

It would be better not to say this, it is just adding fuel to the fire.

After all, Kangxi was concerned about the prince's health and had issued a clear decree not to allow him to go hunting.

If the prince does not show up at this moment, it would not only be unfilial, but also disloyal - the crime of disobeying the order!

After hearing what the Thirteenth Prince said, Kangxi's face became even gloomier. He snorted coldly and said, "Humph! Going hunting? My health is getting worse day by day, but he still has the mind to go hunting for pleasure!"

Kangxi's heart was filled with anger and dissatisfaction. He had always placed high hopes on the prince. At such a critical moment, the prince was not around to fulfill his filial piety. How could he not be disappointed?

Seeing how angry Kangxi was, the Thirteenth Prince quickly knelt down again and said, "Father, please don't get angry, lest you hurt your body. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not know that Father is not feeling well today. If he knew, he would rush back without stopping. Perhaps His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is already on his way back. I hope Father will be patient and take care of himself."

Kangxi closed his eyes, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, get up. I don't want to hear you defend him anymore. When he comes back, I will ask him about it."

Thirteen stood up silently, lowered his head, and walked out of the tent cautiously, fearing that he would displease Kangxi again.

Only when he looked up at the sky did Thirteen loosen his clenched fists.

His palms had been deeply scratched by his nails, and blood was dripping. But at the moment, he didn't care about that and hurried back to write a letter to the Fourth Prince, telling him what had happened here.

Fourth brother, this is all I can do to help you.

The prince spent a lot of effort to capture the white fox alive. However, despite the prince's best efforts, the white fox rushed left and right in the crowd's encirclement. Just when the prince was looking for the right moment and was about to shoot the key arrow, the white fox suddenly exerted its strength at the critical moment, and rushed out from an unexpected gap like a white lightning, successfully breaking through the encirclement, and disappeared into the dense woods in a few flashes.

The prince looked at the direction where the white fox disappeared, and was furious. He was about to chase it again. However, the dusk was getting darker, and although he was unwilling to give up, he knew that it was not wise to continue staying in the forest as night was approaching.

The prince had no choice but to suppress his anger and lead everyone to turn their horses back to the camp.

Halfway through the journey, it suddenly started raining from the gloomy sky.

At first, the raindrops fell sparsely, but gradually, they began to fall to the ground like beads that had broken off a string. The rain quickly gathered on the ground, forming patches of puddles that made the originally dry ground extremely slippery.

The horse's hooves stepped on the muddy ground, splashing muddy water.

The prince's clothes had long been soaked by the rain and stuck tightly to his body. The wet hems of his clothes swayed constantly as the horse moved forward, and were covered with layer upon layer of mud, making him look extremely disheveled.

The prince frowned, his irritation growing stronger. He felt a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart, and rejected the guards' suggestion to find a place to shelter from the rain. Instead, he galloped on his horse and continued forward.

When the prince finally stepped into the camp, he clearly felt a strange atmosphere, but because Liang Jiugong blocked the news, most people did not know what happened in Kangxi's tent, let alone tell the prince.

The servants in the tent were surprised to see the prince soaking wet, covered in mud and in a dishevel, but they quickly lowered their heads and dared not look at him any more.

The prince looked around and found that Chen Xin was not in the tent, and his heart skipped a beat.

He was about to ask when he saw a eunuch in the imperial court hurried over, bowed to him, and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor is resting in his tent, and has ordered that Your Highness come to see him as soon as he returns."

The prince's heart tightened when he heard this. He disobeyed the emperor's order and went to the forest to hunt foxes, but got nothing. The emperor would definitely be angry.

But if the prince went to see Kangxi like this, it would be a breach of etiquette in front of the emperor, and the emperor would probably be even more unhappy. So he had to urge the servants to prepare water for him to bathe, and then sent someone to find Chen Xin.

At this moment, the prince was standing in the tent, listening to the sound of rain outside, and his anxiety became more and more intense.

At this time, the atmosphere in Kangxi's tent was so solemn that it seemed suffocating. Kangxi sat on the couch with a terribly gloomy face, holding a report tightly in his hand, and sparks of anger flashing in his eyes.

What was the purpose of asking Fei Yanggu, the governor of the Nine Gates who was supposed to be loyal to him, to mobilize the emperor's private soldiers? Was he planning a rebellion?

Prince, what a prince! I have carefully cultivated him over the years, placed high hopes on him, and given him supreme honor and power, but this is how he repays me!

I really spoiled him!!

When the prince had packed up and rushed to the door of Kangxi's tent to ask for an audience, he heard an angry voice from inside: "Rebellious son, you rebellious son! Get out of here!"