Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the twelfth month of the 39th year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign. A bitterly cold wind whipped across the earth, as if to freeze everything in the world. Snowflakes drifted from the sky, blanketing the world in a pure, silvery white.

In this cold season, people retreated to their homes, huddled around cozy fires for warmth. The streets and alleys seemed exceptionally deserted, save for the vendors selling New Year goods, who braved the bitter cold to hawk their wares. Only horse-drawn carriages made their way toward the majestic Forbidden City.

Kunning Palace Bedroom

Qingyao was helping her husband change his court robes when she saw snowflakes falling outside the window: "Husband, it's snowing."

Kangxi leaned slightly to the side, extending his broad, powerful hand to gently embrace her slender, soft waist. His deep eyes gazed upon her delicate face, and he spoke with concern, "The weather is getting colder. If you're going out, please dress warmly and wrap yourself up tightly. Don't let yourself catch a cold! I don't want to see you feel even the slightest bit unwell." As he spoke, he touched her hand, as if to emphasize the care and concern in his words.

Qingyao: "Don't worry, my husband. I just wanted to visit the Imperial Madam and the Empress Dowager today. The weather has been getting colder these days, and I'm really worried that the two old ladies are old and not as strong as when they were young. What if they catch a cold? As their granddaughter-in-law and daughter-in-law, I should go and take care of them to do my filial duty, so that you can focus on handling the affairs of the court." After saying this, she raised her head and looked at her husband with eyes as clear as water, her eyes full of concern and tenderness.

Kangxi leaned forward slightly, his gaze gently gazing at the beautiful face before him, especially the cherry-pink lips that seemed to exude an alluring fragrance. He slowly lowered his head and gently touched the soft and warm lips, like a breeze gently caressing petals.

Just this gentle kiss made time seem to stand still at this moment. Kangxi felt the sweetness and tenderness from her lips, his heart overflowing with happiness and satisfaction.

Then, he stood up and cast his affectionate gaze at her again, with a doting smile on his lips: "Your husband, Qingqing, is truly extremely virtuous! To have such a virtuous wife by my side, what else can I ask for in this life?" His words were full of praise and cherishment for her.

Qingyao walked gently to his side and skillfully helped him put on his court robes. Then, Qingyao took a brand new cloak from the side, which she had spent many days sewing. She unfolded the cloak and gently draped it over his broad shoulders. After doing all this, Qingyao raised her head slightly, looked at her husband with concern, and said softly: "Husband, it's really cold today. Not only is the cold oppressive, but it's also snowing. I guess, husband, you shouldn't still go to court outside the Qianqing Palace as usual?" When she said this, Qingyao's eyes revealed a hint of worry.

Kangxi smiled, his eyes softly looking at the person in front of him, and said softly: "My dear, please be at ease. As the emperor, I have a warm hand warmer and a thick, soft blanket. How could I catch a cold so easily?"

Qingyao: "But my son and the others will be freezing."

"It's just hard for you to get up so early to change clothes for me." Kangxi stretched out his hand and gently stroked Qingyao's face, his eyes full of pity.

Qingyao smiled shyly, "This is what I should do."

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of love.

"It's getting late. Let me escort His Majesty to court." Qingyao said softly.

Kangxi nodded, took Qingyao's hand and walked out of the bedroom together.

It was cold outside and snowing heavily.

But Qingyao and Kangxi's hearts were filled with warmth.