Since they are all worn by the Qing Dynasty, you might as well be bold and choose Kangxi!

Imperial Palace, Yanxi Palace.

"As expected, the eldest grandson of Emperor Hong'an died young." Nanny Jiang fanned her own queen with a fan.

Concubine Hui was practicing calligraphy in the study. She didn't even raise her head when she heard the words. She put down her pen only after she finished writing the words on the paper. She washed her hands and said:

"I don't have that blessing to begin with. It's useless to force it."

Nanny Jiang curled her lips:

"Your Majesty is right. I heard that Concubine Shi couldn't accept the death of little Prince Hong'an and didn't want the clan house to bury him. What was she doing before? She ruined the eldest grandson of the emperor."

As he thought of something, he smiled and said:

"Speaking of the one who was the Crown Princess designated back then, I don't know how she passed the Emperor's assessment. If we had known she would be like this, we should have stopped her from being stupid and let her marry the Crown Prince and bring disaster to him.

Concubine Hui washed her hands and wiped them slowly with a handkerchief. After hearing this, she shook her head.

"That's not necessarily true. Seeing how the Crown Prince still can't forget her, I guess if she really gets married, no matter how she behaves, the Crown Prince will probably let her do whatever she wants. Maybe he already has a legitimate grandson. Why is she like this now?"

Nanny Jiang thought about it carefully and found that it might really be as her own queen said, it could only be a matter of time and fate.

Then she thought of her twin sister, Imperial Noble Consort Xian, who had the same father and mother. The two sisters’ current situations were completely different.

Speaking of that, she frowned and said:

"My lady, that one is more than four months old."

Even though she didn't say it clearly, Concubine Hui knew who Nanny Jiang was referring to. She paused holding the handkerchief, then threw it on the table, put away the smile on her face, took a deep breath, and said:

"Yes, the pregnancy has been stable for more than four months."

Her tone was weak and solemn.

Nanny Jiang looked worried:

"It's almost possible to tell whether it's a boy or a girl after four months, but I don't know if Imperial Concubine Xian is pregnant with a little prince or a little princess?"

As he said this, his brows were twisted into a knot.

"It's a pity that the emperor took her to Changchun Garden alone, so we can't get close to her at all. Should we..."

Before she could finish her words, Concubine Hui interrupted Nanny Jiang.

"No." She said solemnly:

"Since our reckless advance on the Dragon Boat Festival, the Emperor is clearly dissatisfied with me and the eldest prince. He is the Emperor's favorite and is smart and cautious. We may not succeed even if we take action. I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand the Emperor's wrath. I don't want to end up like Niu Hulu, a commoner."

When Concubine Hui thought of the commoner Nianhulu being sentenced to death, she shuddered.

At first, she had never expected that the commoner Nianhulu was actually behind a series of events during the Dragon Boat Festival. That incident not only caused Nianhulu and Hesheli to suffer a heavy loss, but also brought her into a bad situation.

But she really didn't expect that the emperor would actually order the death penalty for the commoner Niuhulu.

That person was from the Niuhuru clan and had the tenth prince. The emperor ordered him to be executed, so he was executed. She knew there must be other reasons, otherwise she would not have dared to say a word about the execution of Niuhuru and even wrote a letter to apologize.

But this incident did shock her, and she couldn't let the eldest prince and the family be implicated.

When Nanny Jiang heard this, she was frightened by what happened two months ago and kept her mouth shut.

"Now we can only hope that the one carrying the baby is a princess."

Concubine Hui was also silent.

On the other side, in the Yonghe Palace, in the Buddhist hall, the smell of sandalwood was wafting, and a woman in plain clothes was rhythmically beating a wooden fish. At this time, the door was pushed open with a creak.

Xia Ju quietly walked in, approached Wu Ying who was kneeling on the futon, and whispered:

"Master, little prince Hongan died young."

The sound of the wooden fish paused.

Wu agreed and said calmly:

"I see."

After saying this, he started striking the wooden fish again.

Xia Ju stepped back.

On the other side, in Changchun Garden, the prince was discussing matters with his advisers. When he received the news, his expression did not change, and he discussed matters as usual. However, after the meeting, he went to the study alone and was silent for a long time.

Wenxi secretly glanced at the closed study door and sighed in his heart. He knew this would happen.

The prince would be like this every time when there was something about Concubine Shi. He didn't know how such a vicious, frivolous and mischievous woman could be worth the prince's obsession for so long.

Fortunately, that woman got her retribution. She was out of favor and could not have children. Now her only support, little Prince Hongan, died young. I don’t know if she regretted betraying her own prince.

In the study, the prince looked at a sketch of a portrait on the table.

This was the birthday gift that Shi Rongyue had given him. He had originally wanted to burn it, but somehow it was kept in the end. He was now staring at himself in the painting in a daze.

I remembered how Shi Rongyue wanted to marry the fourth brother at all costs!

I slapped him hard in the face. At that time, I felt hatred and pain, as well as shame and anger at having my self-esteem trampled on.

The prince couldn't understand why he was inferior to the fourth brother. He swore to let her know that he was nobler than the fourth brother, and more capable than him, and that she was blind.

But as time passed, the hatred in her heart remained, and the image of her running towards the fourth brother without hesitation became more and more profound in her mind.

She loved the fourth brother so much that she was willing to do anything for him, so what were the little moments she had spent with him in the past?

She comforted him by saying that the Empress Dowager had transformed herself into stars in the sky to protect him at all times. She gave him a portrait she had drawn as a birthday present. She and he were alone in the corner tower overlooking the Forbidden City. She was concentrating on painting while he was quietly by her side.

What do these count for?

He hated her. If she was living a good life, it meant that her original choice was correct. Then he would definitely hate her even more and feel even more unfair. If she was not living a good life, it meant that her original choice was wrong. The fact was that her choice was wrong.

She betrayed him and her life was not good, and she ended up miserably. He should be happy, but he was not happy at all at this moment. It was true that he hated her, and it was also true that he could not let her go.

As the eldest grandson of the emperor, Prince Hong'an, was still young, his funeral was kept simple. He stayed in the tomb for three days before being buried in Jingling Mausoleum.

After that day, Shi Rongyue fell ill, but few people paid attention to it because she was just a concubine of the Fourth Prince.

Everyone's attention is focused on whether Imperial Noble Consort Xian is pregnant with a boy or a girl. After more than four months, the imperial physician can tell the gender.

Changchun Garden,

Dan Ningju.

Liu Yuanpan put down his left hand and asked Shi Nanxi to stretch out his right hand. After a long while, he put it down.

Hongying asked anxiously:

"How is the judge of Liu Yuan? Has he been found out? Is it the little prince or the little princess?"

Nanny Yang was also a little nervous, but the main person, Shi Nanxi, slowly withdrew her hand, not showing any sign of anxiety.

"The left hand slides big and fast for a man, and the right hand slides big and fast for a woman."

Liu Yuanpan stroked the tiger's whiskers with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Congratulations, your Highness, you are pregnant with a little prince."

"Great!"

Hongying almost jumped for joy, and a smile also appeared on Yang Ma's serious face. It was true that in the ancient times, it was good to have a princess in the harem, but only to have a prince could one be considered to have real support.

Shi Nanxi couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She was neither son-or-son-loving nor daughter-loving, but in the Qing Dynasty the princes did live better than the princesses. She thought so in her heart with a smile on her face.

"Thank you very much for today, Judge Liu."

She glanced at Hongying, and Hongying immediately took out a heavy purse and handed it to Liu Yuanpan. Liu Yuanpan first thanked her and then put it away with a smile.

At this time, Shi Nanxi smiled and said:

"Well, the baby hasn't been born yet, so it's not certain whether it's a boy or a girl. What does Judge Liu say?"

Liu Yuanpan is a smart man.

He immediately said:

"Your Majesty is right. We should wait until the baby is born before deciding. But the Emperor..."

"Just tell me what the emperor asks you." Shi Nanxi replied.

Liu Yuanpan understood.

Back off quickly.