The prince understood what Emperor Ama said, and his eyes turned pale, and he felt a heat in his throat suddenly surge, stammering in his throat.

He widened his eyes and held Kangxi's robe tightly, feeling that the golden thread and embroidered patterns on the clothes in front of him were as charming as flowers, and the flowers were clustered one after another, infinitely magnifying in front of people.

In a trance, the prince couldn't hear what the emperor said, but only saw the princes and brothers swarming in as if they were ordered.

The prince stared at them, but it seemed like he was watching a pantomime - everyone was talking, with different expressions on his face, pointing and touching, some were kneeling in front of the Emperor Ama and those who were gloating and looking at him.

But he couldn't hear any sound.

...

The horse rushed outside the tent, and a dusty soldier fell from the horse's back. As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, the horse had already spit out white foam from his mouth.

The sergeant ignored everything else and reached out to raise the urgent report from the capital city above his head and ran into the tent.

In the midst of chaos, the Fourth Prince was on the side, clearly watching the Emperor Ama's hand trembling when he grabbed the letter paper, until Liang Jiugong went over and held his hand.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the fourth prince immediately stepped forward and helped the emperor.

Prince Zhi and the Eighth Prince supported Kangxi from the other side.

Kangxi lowered his head, his eyes fell on the letter paper first, then raised his head, and looked blankly at the prince who was limp on the ground and looked like a dead face.

His eyes were so sad that he was surfing the two places for a moment, and finally he said desolately to the Fourth Prince, Eighth Prince and Prince Zhi around him: "You eighteenth brothers are gone."

After all, the Eighteenth Prince failed to wait until his father went back to meet for the last time and died just now.

Liang Jiugong was the first to cry, sobbing and not daring to cry. He wiped the corners of his eyes while constantly wiping Kangxi's chest and back: "Emperor... I feel sorry for the Emperor..."

Kangxi raised his hand and signaled that everyone would withdraw, leaving Liang Jiugong to serve him.

The close servant next to the prince came forward to support him. The prince supported the ground with his hands and struggled hard for several times, but his body was not able to get up.

The princes quickly got up, and when they passed by the prince, everyone seemed to avoid the plague and could not get around.

...

Ning Ying was in the tent. Seeing that the Fourth Prince had not returned for a long time, she heard the movements from afar, and had already guessed in her heart what had happened.

She estimated that the fourth prince would come later, so she asked the servants to prepare vegetable salad and fruit tea.

When I visited the West, I ate barbecue and wild game all day long and drank milk tea. I guess the Fourth Prince has been tired of it.

The vegetable salad is refreshing and delicious. She took the salad dressing from the cooking space, stored in small packaging, and put it in porcelain jars. She also brought it on the way out.

As for fruit tea, it uses fruits made from special products from the West Sea - sweet and sour, and tastes a bit like sea buckthorn juice, but it is not as sour as sea buckthorn juice, but it is sweet.

You don't even need to add honey.

Sure enough, when it was late at night, the Fourth Prince came back.

The third princess woke up at this time and became a night owl. She was extremely energetic and pestered Ning Ying to speak. When she saw Ama coming in, she was about to pounce on her and act coquettishly, but suddenly she found that Ama's face was so serious today.

So scary!

The atmosphere in the tent changed suddenly - Ning Fangfujin was favored by the fourth prince, and she was always doting and gentle to her, and even the servants relaxed a little. It was rare to see the master's face so scary.

Ting'er was almost sending tea by the tent.

The third princess wanted to play, so she even put on the flat shoes she wore in the tent. At this time, she took off her shoes and obediently returned to the bed to sleep.

The fourth prince came over and told Ning Ying two news - one was that the prince made the emperor angry tonight.

The other is that the eighteenth prince came back unsuccessfully and died.

Speaking of this, the fourth prince sighed and reached out to take a sip of fruit tea - the sweet and moist taste made him feel much more comfortable in his chest.

He paused and then said to Ning Ying: Judging from the situation tonight, it was the death of the Eighteenth Prince who saved the prince - otherwise, I am afraid that the emperor would destroy the prince on the spot.

The princes could all hear the naked meaning of Emperor Ama.

Although his tone was quiet when he spoke, an unusual light shone in his eyes.

The destruction of the Eastern Palace is related to the foundation of the country, and it affects the whole body with one move.

What will Emperor Ama have in the future? What will happen to the East Palace?

Let's wait and see.

Ning Ying was listening to the fourth prince’s words, and thought to herself: I’m really waiting to see.

Even if the Eighteenth Prince is blocked, what if it is blocked? This time, the prince is really finished.

The fourth prince reached out and held her hand in his hand, and thought of Ning Ying reminding herself not to get close to the prince a while ago.

In fact, he did not lean against the prince, but in the past six months, he had to deal with the prince in several errands in the court.

In addition, when traveling outside the border, everyone is inevitably getting closer.

I think Ying'er's dream is indeed a warning.

"You protect me, for fear of being at a disadvantage. As the saying goes, there are thoughts on the day and dreams on the night. Your heart - I know it." He patted the back of her hand, and was reluctant to let go, and said softly.

Ning Ying couldn't explain to him that she had come from modern times, so she knew what would happen, so she just reached out to pour tea for him.

Pour myself another cup.

The fourth prince put down the tea, took her hand, and dragged her to her front. He just wanted to hold his beloved on his knees as usual, and said softly and gentlely. Thinking that the eighteenth prince had just died, he restrained his expression, reached out and touched Ning Ying's head, and said in a deep voice: "Don't let the children run around these days."

Ning Ying understood what he meant - the emperor now had a prince hanging on his shoulder, and the eighteenth prince died. At this time, whoever would show off again and be happy would be a fool.

...

In November, Emperor Jia finally returned to the Forbidden City.

I thought the series of rituals to leave the city were already tedious, but who knew it would be more troublesome when I went back. The officials who first greeted me cried and said that the eighteenth prince died young. The ministers were mournful when they thought of the emperor's heartbrokenness.

Kangxi was touching his feelings when he thought about his youngest son and burst into tears on the spot.

Then there were a series of rituals to return to the palace. When it finally settled down, Kangxi did not delay even a moment of work. He personally wrote a sacrifice and confessed to the heaven and earth, the Taimiao, and the society. He also declared that the world was officially deposed and the crown prince was officially deposed.

"... Born to defeat my mother, these people were called unfilial in ancient times. Since I ascended the throne, I have been frugal in everything, I have been ruling with mattresses and using cloth boots. Everything I have used is far beyond me, and I still think it is insufficient. I will take national treasury and interfere in political affairs. I will destroy our country and harm our people before I can only be the king. If I use this unfilial and unkind person as my king, what is the way of doing with my ancestors?"
Chapter completed!