The Virtuous Concubine

Kangxi was in a daze. He had never expected that the prince would be so determined and express his attitude in such an extreme way.

Kangxi was heartbroken, but he had to give in.

He hoped that the prince would become a wise heir and inherit the throne, and he had devoted countless efforts and hopes to this end. However, now, the prince had ignored the overall situation for a woman and even threatened his father with his life, which really made him heartbroken.

After all, he was the son he had watched grow up, so how could he not know the prince's temper? The prince really dared to perish with him!

If the prince died in front of the gate of the Qianqing Palace... it would inevitably cause a shock in the court, panic among the people, and might even endanger the foundation of the Qing Dynasty. This is the country he will protect all his life!

Kangxi's face turned extremely ugly. After a long while, he seemed to have used up all his strength, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Go, bring the prince in to me. I want to see what he wants to do!"

Liang Jiugong responded quickly as if he had been pardoned, and crawled to his feet and hurried out.

Soon, Yinreng walked into the Qianqing Palace surrounded by a group of guards.

He held a sharp sword tightly in his hand, with the blade across his neck. The cold metal pressed against his skin, leaving a thin bloody mark on his neck. The bright red blood slowly flowed down his neck and dripped onto his bright yellow prince's robe.

It seemed like a destined coincidence that the sword the prince held across his body was exactly the same as the sword in Kangxi's hand pointing at Malu.

The prince saw Malu being pointed at by the sword at a glance. Her clothes were soaked with blood, and her sides were stained a shocking red.

He didn't care about anything else and walked straight to Kangxi, kneeling on the ground, but he didn't bow his head or let go of the sword in his hand. Instead, he looked straight at Kangxi and said loudly: "Father, I came here today just to ask you to let her go. I am an unfilial son, and I will let you deal with me."

From what he said, it turned out that he didn't want to defend himself or shirk responsibility at all.

Malu looked at the prince with tears in her eyes. She didn't care that she was getting colder and shook her head at him, asking him to stop talking.

But Malu didn't know that the Crown Prince had directly admitted it in front of the Fourth Prince, and he would not be afraid in front of Kangxi, who had always loved him.

Kangxi looked at the prince's stubborn appearance, and his anger was ignited again. He shouted: "Yinreng, are you threatening me? Do you think I will compromise if you do this? Where do you put me! Where do you put the dignity of the Qing Dynasty's royal family!"

The prince shook his head: "I dare not."

Kangxi laughed out of anger, and his distorted face made people's spines chill.

"Don't dare? I see you are very brave! Do you think I will believe your lies? Open your eyes and take a good look at yourself now. How can you be so shameless? As the crown prince, you shoulder the future of the Qing Dynasty, but you did such a ridiculous thing for a woman. How can I trust you to hand over this country to you?"

The prince felt a pang of pain in his heart after hearing Kangxi's words, but he lowered his head and said, "Father, I know I am wrong. I have committed an unforgivable mistake. But I beg you, Father, to consider that the Imperial Concubine has always been virtuous and has never made any mistakes, so please do not hurt innocent people easily."

As he said that, he turned around and angrily scolded Rong Ji: "As an imperial physician, you actually just watched the imperial concubine bleed? Bandage her up quickly!"

Kangxi looked at the prince, the disappointment and grief in his heart becoming more intense: "Let me see who dares! How can you be so presumptuous in the Qianqing Palace--"

Seeing the prince stubbornly put the sword against his neck again, Kangxi panicked: "Yinreng, put the sword down first!"

Malu couldn't help but persuade him, "Your Highness, a gentleman with a body of thousands of gold, how can you play such a dangerous joke? I hope Your Highness will be prudent and protect himself, don't get involved in this matter that has nothing to do with you, and put down the sword first."

It would have been fine if Malu didn't say anything. As soon as she did, Kangxi glared at her and shouted, "It's you, it's all because of you, bitch!"

As he said this, Kangxi suddenly raised his foot and kicked Malu hard. Malu was unable to dodge and fell heavily to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the prince didn't care about anything else and rushed over without hesitation. He hugged Malu tightly in his arms and let her lean on him.

His other hand fumbled around at his side in panic, and finally found a clean handkerchief, which he hurriedly covered the wound on Malu's neck that was still bleeding slowly.

Malu raised his head and looked at the prince.

Originally, she had always thought that she was just an ordinary woman who was addicted to the luxury of the palace, greedy for pleasure and wealth, or perhaps a wanderer who was only thinking about how to escape from the deep palace and return to her hometown.

However, at this moment, seeing him, something deep in her heart seemed to be suddenly touched.

Malu couldn't help but shed tears, and couldn't stop crying. "Why do you have to do this?"

Kangxi watched with his own eyes as the two of them hugged each other tightly in front of him without any scruples. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He felt a darkness in front of his eyes and it seemed as if countless bees were buzzing in his head, making him almost faint.

His body was already weak from his previous illness, and now he was subjected to such strong stimulation that he could hardly hold on. He could only hold the imperial desk with one hand, and the other hand could no longer hold the sword. The tip of the sword dropped, leaving a slight mark on the ground.

"Well, what a pair of wild mandarin ducks that are deeply in love and never regret! What do you think this place is? This is the imperial court of the Qing Dynasty, the majestic and solemn Palace of Heavenly Purity! Do you still have respect for me, the emperor, when you behave like this? Do you still have respect for the rules and etiquette passed down by our ancestors?"

When the prince heard Kangxi's angry rebuke, he did not let go of Malu in his arms, but hugged her even tighter.

Malu hurriedly broke free from the prince's arms, knelt on the ground, and said with tears streaming down her face: "Your Majesty, I am guilty. I shouldn't have let His Royal Highness fall into such a situation. But His Royal Highness is really innocent. I beg Your Majesty to have mercy and not vent your anger on His Royal Highness."

Kangxi snorted coldly and said, "Innocent? You still dare to say you are innocent in this state?"

At this time, the guards outside the hall heard the noise inside the hall and gathered around nervously, but they did not dare to enter rashly. They just wandered anxiously at the door of the hall, waiting for Kangxi's order.

Kangxi shouted to the guards outside the palace: "Everyone, leave! No one is allowed to come in without my order!"

When the guards heard the order, although they were worried, they did not dare to disobey and had to slowly retreat.

Kangxi sat back on the dragon throne and looked at the prince. Then, he suddenly threw the sword in his hand, which was still shining coldly, in front of the prince. With a "clang", the sword hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Yinreng, if you just kill this bitch right now, I will forgive you for what happened. You will still be the crown prince of the Qing Dynasty, and I will make everything right for you. After a hundred years, this beautiful country will be handed over to you. You must think clearly, this is your last chance."