Rong Fei is not honored

When Kangxi arrived at Jingyang Palace, he saw it brightly lit, and several slender figures standing at the entrance of the sleeping quarters, looking towards the palace gate.

Before Kangxi could speak, Liang Jiugong had already stepped forward and stopped the masters who had come "after hearing the news".

Outwardly respectful, but inwardly constantly grumbling: These masters are not only restless, but also blind to the situation. Don't they know when to vie for favor and when to stay out of the way?

If anything were to happen to Prince Wanfu tonight, those who took advantage of the imperial heir's predicament to curry favor would definitely be held accountable.

As Kangxi stepped into the palace, he didn't have time to pay attention to the palace servants kneeling on the ground. He walked quickly to the bedside and saw Wan Fu's sleeping face, which was weak but still peaceful. His heart finally settled down.

It was only then that Kangxi began to feel a bit cold.

Although the brazier inside the hall was burning brightly, the inner shirt, soaked with sweat from the rush, became icy cold in the wind, and even now that they were indoors, it didn't feel much better.

At this moment, Kangxi disregarded all of this and rebuked her angrily, "Nara clan, do you even have the demeanor of a mother?"

Consort Nara, however, did not care about His Majesty's harsh words, or rather, the other party's reaction was exactly what she expected.

Not to mention that I had already disobeyed His Majesty by visiting Consort Rong seven days ago, the fact that I invited her over tonight after Wan Fu's condition stabilized was enough to anger His Majesty.

The other party arrived so quickly, they must have mistakenly thought Wan Fu was about to die. Now that they see Wan Fu is still relatively stable, they will naturally think that she is "falsely reporting the situation" in order to curry favor.

Nara Nobleman calmly put down Wan Fu, knelt down and solemnly said, "Your Majesty, please make a decision for Wan Fu."

Kangxi frowned and sat down on the edge of the bed. He touched Wan Fu's small hand and, seeing that its temperature was normal, asked, "What happened?"

"Wan Fu suddenly developed a fever during the night. After examining him, the imperial physician said that Wan Fu had eaten ginseng, but because he was too weak to tolerate the tonic, that's why..."

Although I am dissatisfied with the fact that the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician is too mild and does not help Wanfu's condition, I also know that I cannot bear the consequences of not following the doctor's orders.

Therefore, someone must have done this behind my back. I beg Your Majesty to do justice for Wan Fu.

Kangxi's sharp gaze swept over all the servants around Nara and Wanfu. If looks had a physical form, they would have been skinned alive by Kangxi.

"Liang Jiugong, send them all to the Censorate!"

The group of palace servants, who had been as timid as quails, suddenly changed. Like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, they were concerned about their own lives and no longer cared about the rules. They all cried out for justice and begged for mercy.

If it weren't for the Emperor's overwhelming power, some people would have already rushed forward, hugged their master's legs, and cried out in protest.

A palace servant, nearly scared out of his wits, couldn't hold back any longer as the imperial guards drew closer. He cried out, "It was Consort Rong who plotted to harm the prince! This servant has nothing to do with it!"

Upon hearing this, an eerie silence instantly fell over the hall.

The guards who were pulling the man stopped, while Liang Jiugong kept his eyes down, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

He knew that something big was going to happen tonight.

The palace maid, terrified by the Emperor's gaze, almost burst into tears, stammering as she tried to defend herself, "It's not that this servant is slandering Your Majesty, it's... I just overheard Your Majesty and the nanny saying..."

Kangxi shifted his gaze to Consort Nara, a hint of mockery on his lips, and asked, "You also think it was Consort Rong who did it?"

"No. The food box I brought back seven days ago was empty, there was nothing inside. Naturally, Wan Fu did not eat any food from Zhongcui Palace."

Upon hearing this, several of Noble Lady Nara's confidants widened their eyes.

They had initially thought that their master had invited the Emperor to file a complaint against Consort Rong, and they were relieved that Consort Rong hadn't come along.

If His Majesty feels pity for the prince and Consort Rong is unable to defend herself in time, the charge is essentially sealed.

Who would have thought... that the master is possessed by a ghost? He's actually trying to exonerate Consort Rong?

Some quick-witted individuals have already realized that it was all a scam from beginning to end, a scheme to expose the "traitor."

The result was obvious: the fish took the bait, which meant that some of them were indeed not innocent.

The group couldn't help but begin to suspect each of their colleagues, observing their expressions and recalling the unusual events of the past few days. Little did they know that they were not the only ones shocked; their masters were as well.

Noble Lady Nara's heart was pounding. Even though she had only intended to help Wan Fu from the beginning and had no intention of taking advantage of Consort Rong, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

Because after she revealed the truth, His Majesty's reaction was clearly not surprised at all, as if he had known all along.

Whether Consort Rong was being cautious and informed His Majesty beforehand, or whether Consort Rong had His Majesty's people by her side, it all proves one thing: Consort Rong was always in an invincible position.

On the contrary, if she had even the slightest bad intention or showed the slightest dissatisfaction with Consort Rong, what kind of person would she be in His Majesty's eyes?

Anyway, it's not a good thing.

Closing her eyes and calming herself, Consort Nara recounted her agreement with Consort Rong in detail, and then said:

"I am powerless. Though I have the will, I cannot distinguish between loyalty and treachery. I can only beg Your Majesty to make the decision for you."

Kangxi remained noncommittal, but gestured with his chin towards Liang Jiugong, who immediately ordered the guards to continue dragging the palace servants out. This time, their mouths were gagged, lest they say something inappropriate.

"I will have the Imperial Household Department send over another batch of servants."

“New servants always need time to get used to, and besides, even if it's to do good for Wan Fu, I don't want to commit any more killings.”

Kangxi understood what Nara meant and didn't care who she wanted to protect. As long as she had no ill intentions towards Wanfu, Nara could stay if she wanted.

"what ever."

The commotion next door didn't bother Ji Nai at all; she slept soundly all night.

Except for the middle of the night, when I was suddenly startled by a chill beside me in the midst of chaos, I deliberately moved away from the source of the chill after noticing it.

Half asleep and half awake, Ji Nai only realized that the person emanating a chill was Kangxi. Without thinking much, he instinctively pulled the person into his arms and warmed him with his own body heat.

When I woke up the next day, unsurprisingly, I didn't see Kangxi again.

Ji Nai had never really served the early-rising Emperor Kangxi before. After her health deteriorated, Kangxi was even less willing to wake her. Especially now that Empress Niohuru was seriously ill and had canceled her morning greetings, even if Kangxi stayed overnight, Ji Nai could continue to sleep for a long time.

Anyway, once the door is closed, outsiders won't know, and even if it's against the rules, Kangxi is happy to indulge Ji Nai.