Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

The next day, the Qianqing Palace

Kangxi's eyes were blazing, and his domineering aura was evident as he said, "I have decided to let my eldest son, Chenghu, take the throne as Crown Prince. Minister of Rites, go and make the preparations."

Liang Jiugong produced an imperial edict: "Since ancient times, emperors have succeeded Heaven and established the throne, ruling the world. They must establish a crown prince and strengthen the foundation of the nation, ensuring the endless prosperity of the clan and society. I, carrying on this great legacy, diligently and reverently. I look up to the wisdom and generosity of my ancestors, and entrust you with a heavy responsibility. To carry on the family line and bring prosperity, you must be upright and virtuous. Your legitimate son, Chenghu, is increasingly outstanding and gifted. I hereby faithfully obey the benevolent orders of the Grand Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager. Following the proper rites and complying with public opinion, I respectfully inform Heaven and Earth, the ancestral temples, and the state that I grant Chenghu the imperial seal and seal. I appoint him Crown Prince. He will take the throne of the Eastern Palace, upholding the rule for eternity and securing the hearts of the people.

Kangxi: "The Ministry of Rites should prepare for the enthronement ceremony."

Minister of Rites Xierda: "I obey your order."

Kangxi: "Dismiss the court."

Kunning Palace

Qingyao gently opened her eyes, tucked the quilt for her son gently, and then sat up.

Yinreng curled up quietly in the soft quilt and slept soundly.

Qingyao raised her hand slightly and gently pulled the thin string of the bedside bell.

Chunyu and her companions pushed open the door and walked in: "Your Majesty, you are awake."

Qingyao: "Well, please help me wash up. Please be quiet so as not to wake up the Third Prince."

Chunyu: "Yes, your Majesty." He skillfully helped your Majesty wash up.

Qingyao said, "Just be casual today and don't tie your hair up. Bring me some snacks and porridge. I'll take a nap later."

Chunyu: "Yes. I'll go right away." Then she left.

Qingyao walked lightly to the Arhat couch, sat down gracefully, and carefully placed the curled-up raccoon on her lap. She gently stroked the raccoon's fur, and it closed its eyes comfortably. The scene was warm and peaceful, as if time had stood still.

Chunyu knocked on the door gently: "My lady, what you want is ready."

Qingyao opened her red lips slightly and said calmly, "Send it in."

Chunyu pushed open the door, put down his things, and walked out.

Qingyao finished her meal gently and carefully carried Li Nu back to the couch. She gently pulled the quilt over her and gently placed Li Nu on the pillow. Then she closed her eyes peacefully and fell into a sweet dream.

Yinreng skillfully slipped into his mother's arms, like a coquettish kitten.

Qingyao hugged her son without hesitation and patted his back gently. With the sound of soft breathing, the two fell into a sweet dream together.

Qianqing Palace

Kangxi sat behind his desk, his pen dancing lightly over the memorials. He was lost in thought when he suddenly called out, "Liang Jiugong."

Liang Jiugong: "Your Majesty, I'm here." He said respectfully.

Kangxi: "Go to Kunning Palace and ask about the Queen's condition."

Liang Jiugong responded respectfully: "I will go and find out right away."

Kangxi was reviewing the memorials with full concentration, without any slacking off.

Liang Jiugong gently pushed the door open and walked in, saying softly, "Your Majesty, I have already asked, and the Empress woke up after your morning court session, had some cakes and porridge, and is now fast asleep."

Kangxi replied casually, "I understand," and then calmly dealt with the memorial. He slowly stood up and walked towards the Kunning Palace with a firm step.

Liang Jiugong chased after him at a rapid pace, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Kunning Palace

Yinreng opened his hazy eyes, lay quietly on the soft bed, and played with the cat servant, not making any noise to disturb his mother's sleep.

Qingyao was immersed in a dream, holding the quilt tightly in her arms, as quiet as a sleeping kitten.

Yinreng's cheek was gently patted by the cat slave, leaving a faint mark like a plum blossom.

Kangxi walked into the Kunning Palace, hurriedly stopped the palace servants from bowing, pushed open the door of the main hall, and then entered the inner hall.

When Yinreng heard the sound, he raised his head and looked towards the door. When he saw the person coming, he immediately stretched out his cute little chubby hands and called out in a baby voice, "Father, hold me."

Kangxi walked gently to the bedside, picked up his son tenderly, and asked softly, "Baocheng, are you awake?"

Yinreng nodded obediently and snuggled tightly against his father's neck.

Kangxi looked at the plum blossom mark on his son's face and asked curiously, "Baocheng, what is the reason for this plum blossom mark on your face?"

Yinreng's plump little finger gently pointed at the cat slave on the couch, as if telling a secret story. The cat slave seemed to sense his finger and lazily raised its head, as if responding to his call. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, leaving only the subtle interaction between the two of them.