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

On the other side, after Kangxi left, all the princes also dispersed. The Ninth Prince followed the Crown Prince and left. Looking at the Crown Prince's expressionless face along the way, the Ninth Prince advised:

"Brother Crown Prince, the Emperor is just angry for a moment, don't take it personally. Besides, the capital city often has snowstorms in winter, it's not always the same."

When the Crown Prince heard what the Ninth Prince said, his expression became a little gloomy and he wanted to say something, but in the end he just hummed in annoyance and left a sentence.

"Ninth brother, please stay. I have something else to do and will leave first."

After saying that, he quickened his pace and walked further and further away. Wenxi hurriedly followed with an umbrella in hand. The Ninth Prince, who was left behind, looked at the departing figure with a sinister look in his narrow eyes.

At this time, the Eighth Prince, who was walking towards him holding an umbrella, glanced at the Crown Prince who was about to disappear, and then glanced at the Ninth Prince who was standing not far away with a very bad face. His gentle eyes flashed slightly, and he walked over.

"Ninth brother." The Eighth Prince called out as he approached.

The Ninth Prince looked up and saw that it was the Eighth Prince. He restrained his expression and cupped his hands:

"Myna."

The Eighth Prince had his usual gentle smile on his face. He raised his hand to brush away the snow that had been blown off the Ninth Prince's shoulders, and said with a gentle and caring look:

"Ninth brother, it's still snowing, why are you standing here? Go back quickly, it's not good to catch a cold from being soaked in the snow."

Ninth Prince felt warm in his heart and said:

"Xiao Zhuangzi is holding an umbrella, and we are about to go back."

The Eighth Prince withdrew his hand.

Smile.

"That's good. I just saw you leaving with the prince. Why are you alone now?"

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince felt a little embarrassed.

"My brother was originally going with the prince, but the prince suddenly had something to do and left in a hurry. My brother doesn't know what happened."

After the Ninth Prince finished speaking, a gloom flashed in his eyes. He had followed the Crown Prince for almost three years, but the Crown Prince only treated him as a follower and did not treat him as a brother.

The Eighth Prince saw what the Ninth Prince was thinking, and he gently stroked the umbrella handle with his hand holding the umbrella, and sighed:

"Ninth brother, you are still young after all. The prince is in a bad mood recently. He didn't leave you on purpose."

"Myna, do you know why the prince is in a bad mood recently?"

The Ninth Prince looked up. Since he was following behind the Crown Prince, he naturally knew that the Crown Prince had been in a bad mood recently. However, the Crown Prince did not tell him specifically what had made the Crown Prince in a bad mood.

The Eighth Prince smiled helplessly.

"So you are too young after all. Haven't you noticed that Fourth Brother's Mansion has been frequently hiring imperial doctors recently?"

He stopped there, and the Ninth Prince frowned. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and blurted out:

"You mean Shi Rongyue is going to do something wrong!"

"Hush, keep your voice down!" The Eighth Prince was startled, and then his expression became serious:

"That's just my private speculation. He's fine. Don't be so reckless, especially don't say that in front of the Crown Prince."

As he said this, he gave the Ninth Prince a meaningful look, and the Ninth Prince felt both enlightened and disdainful.

"I just can't understand it. She's just a woman. Shi Rongyue is already married, but she's still so frivolous and vicious. Why is it that the prince is obsessed with her so much?"

When the Eighth Prince heard the Ninth Prince use the words frivolous and vicious to describe the Shi Concubine, his eyes moved slightly, and then he changed the subject calmly:

"Okay, let's not get involved in these matters. By the way, Lao Shi heard that you want to do business, so he wants to know if you have enough money. If not, ask him for it."

When the Ninth Prince heard this, his attention was diverted and he said excitedly:

"It's definitely not enough. I'm in need of money. Fifth brother insisted on stopping me from doing business, saying it was beneath my dignity."

He curled his lips in disdain and waved his hand:

"Let's not talk about the fifth brother. Has the tenth brother come out?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and nodded:

"The commoner Hesheli has been gone for so long. If she can't come out, the emperor won't allow her to do so."

After hearing this, the Ninth Prince was happy for his Tenth Brother.

"Come on, we brothers haven't had a good reunion in a while, let's go find Lao Shi."

"Okay." The Eighth Prince had a slight smile on his face.

At the same time, the Fourth Prince returned to the study and asked Su Peisheng to grind ink. He took out rice paper and began to copy the Analects of Confucius.

However, it was freezing cold, and even though there was charcoal in the room, the Fourth Prince's hands were still frozen red in a short while. Su Peisheng, who was standing by and grinding ink, felt so distressed that he couldn't help but say:

"It was clearly the Crown Prince and the eldest prince who made the Emperor angry in court this morning. Why would he vent his anger on you? You..."

"Alright, the emperor has his own reasons for doing things, you can't criticize him. If you do it again next time, you will be punished."

The Fourth Prince suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Peisheng with cold eyes. Su Peisheng swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and dared not say any more.

It was not until dark, when the candles in the room lit up and crackling sounds were heard, that the Fourth Prince put down his pen and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"What time is it?"

Su Peisheng looked at the clepsydra.

"My Lord, it's seven o'clock in the evening now. You've been copying books for so long, would you like some hot food?"

The Fourth Prince picked up the tea beside him. It was the one Su Peisheng had just changed. It was still steaming. He took a breath, relaxed his expression and said:

"No need. Is there any news from the mansion today?"

Su Peisheng flicked the candle flame.

He walked back and said:

"In the evening, the concubine sent a message saying that everything is fine in the mansion. Song Gege is about to give birth. The Ministry of Internal Affairs has arranged for a midwife and a wet nurse to come to the mansion. However, Concubine Shi's health is still the same. She keeps getting sick again and again. The imperial physician prescribed medicine for her to take."

After hearing this, the Fourth Prince pursed his lips and said nothing more. He raised his hand and picked up the information about snow disasters in the capital city over the years piled on the table and started reading it. Before he knew it, it was already the second watch.

The Fourth Prince pinched his brows, put down the thick documents, picked up the blank letter, pondered for a while, and began to write down the preventive measures for the snow disaster in the capital.

Liang Jiugong, who heard the noise nearby, woke up from his nap. He rubbed his eyes and saw his master writing a memorial. He found the light a little dim, so he quickly and quietly picked up the scissors and cut a piece of the candle wick. Then he moved it and the light came back on. He then went back to grind the ink.

The Fourth Prince’s mansion, in the backyard, somewhere in the courtyard.

"Ahem, water, water..."

Hearing the noise coming from the inner room, Qingning, who was napping on the couch outside, woke up immediately.

She quickly put on her clothes and shoes, tiptoed in to light the lamp, first walked to the table, touched the kettle with the back of her hand, and felt it was still hot, so she quickly poured a glass of water, walked to the bed, and gently lifted the bed curtains.

Qingning helped the coughing master up, supported her with one hand and carefully fed her water with the other hand.

Shi Rongyue drank all the water in the cup and felt her throat was much better. However, she soon started coughing again, so she had to adjust her position and sit against the head of the bed.

Qing Ning quickly put the cup back. Seeing his master like this, he said with some worry:

"Madam, do you want me to call the palace physician?" The imperial physician is not allowed to live in the Fourth Prince's residence.

Shi Rongyue's eyes were dull, and he coughed while saying:

"Need not."

Seeing this, Qing Ning couldn't help but advise:

"Master, your health is the most important. I know you are thinking about little Prince Hongan, but life has to go on. You have to look forward. If you really like children, Song Gege is about to give birth, so you might as well hold the baby..."

Before she could even say the word "come", Shi Rongyue suddenly interrupted her emotionally:

"Shut up. How can a lowly child born to a princess be worthy of being raised by my concubine? What's more, she is just a little princess, and she will die young if she is born."

Historically, no children of the Soong family survived.

After saying that, he turned around and lay down heavily.

Seeing this scene, Qing Ning opened his mouth, thinking that his master was cursing Song Gege because she was disgusted with him. He didn't take it seriously, but in the end he didn't say anything else. He carefully lowered the bed curtain and retreated worriedly.