The Concubine of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty

After sitting and talking with Aunt Chen and Xiaoman for a while, she ran several laps when she felt like it. She became more and more skilled at horse racing, and Qinrou gradually found the fun of it. The freedom of riding a horse against the wind was something that was hard to forget once you experienced it.

After running to her heart's content, Qin Rou returned to the bedroom. It was already past noon and time for dinner. Qin Rou was not in a hurry. She asked for water to be prepared and washed off the sticky sweat on her body.

Water is also a common but scarce resource in the palace. Qin Rou is extremely grateful for her favor. If it weren't for the favor, the water for bathing wouldn't have come so quickly.

After bathing, Qinrou stepped on the carpet with her bare feet. Step by step, holding Xiaoman's hand, she walked to the dressing table in the room and sat down. Aunt Chen took a snow-white handkerchief and carefully cared for and wiped her completely wet hair.

Qin Rou looked at her blurry face in the bronze mirror, then sat down again, letting Xiao Man and Aunt Chen serve her.

"Hurry up," Aunt Chen told Xiaoman beside her. It would be time for dinner soon, and the palace had its own rules for dinner time.

Don't let people find fault with you or break the rules for such a small matter.

Xiaoman glanced at Qinrou's expression and saw that she was only focused on checking herself in the bronze mirror without any reaction, and then she quickly responded. "Yes!"

Whether it was Eunuch Li Dequan or Aunt Chen, the most important thing they taught them was: be loyal to your master.

At any time, the master's wishes are the most important. Only servants like this can be reused. Slaves who betray their masters have no chance of survival in the palace.

It is a big taboo for a servant to betray his master!

Xiaoman didn't mention anything else, but she remembered this very clearly, because this was what Eunuch Li and Aunt Chen had mentioned and instructed repeatedly.

Xiaoman naturally listened to Aunt Chen, which was what Aunt Chen taught her through her means, experience and status; but the most important thing was that she had to give priority to the concubine's opinion.

When in front of the concubine, the concubine did not say anything. This was already the biggest hint, so Xiaoman naturally had to hurry to listen.

Aunt Chen and Xiaoman were serving, and the hair had been wiped clean. Although it was still wet, there were no water droplets left, only wetness.

Qin Rou also changed into pajamas, a silver-white inner garment and pants, and let her hair fall behind her before coming out to eat.

There are more edible vegetables in spring, so most of the dishes served are fresh seasonal vegetables, and a dish of roasted lamb. Qinrou doesn't like it very much, but at least she doesn't hate it.

At least Qinrou ate a lot. She was just under seventeen years old and was in the period of growing up. No matter how much she ate, she couldn't see the bottom and there was no effect on her appearance.

After finishing the meal, Qin Rou put down her bowl and chopsticks and ordered, "Let's clear!"

Qinrou's hair was still a little damp, it was almost time for her to take a nap. But her hair was still a little damp, so she wouldn't be stupid enough to lie down on the bed right now.

Aunt Chen helped Qin Rou to move to the chaise longue nearby. After Qin Rou sat down, she said to Aunt Chen, "No need to wait here. I'll read a book for a while. There's nothing else to do. You guys can go and have your meal too!"

The palace had set meal times, and servants could only eat after their masters had finished eating. If you had to explain it, it seemed like this rule had existed since ancient times.

Aunt Chen looked for a while and carefully noticed the small rosewood table on the couch, which was filled with the four treasures of the study and a book.

Although it was a bit messy, it was not random, and there was some spirit in it. Aunt Chen said, "Let's leave someone here to serve the concubine! It can also grind ink for the concubine." There is absolutely no reason to abandon the master! Qin Rou turned her head and glanced at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the Huanghuali wood table, and replied, "No need! I can do it myself, and I'm not disabled. You go first." Can't do anything.

What rules, when Qinrou is willing to follow them, are naturally iron disciplines. But Qinrou doesn't want to spend the rest of her life in such a short time in a framework. She is a person, not a bird.

Locked in a stuffy birdcage, that's not her!
"Yes." Aunt Chen was well-mannered and responded. Aunt Chen didn't care about Qin Rou's casual words. Even the unlucky Bai Shufei could be seen by the Shufei after her death, which showed that she had no interest in following some vulgar rules.

Aunt Chen has learned to turn a blind eye to occasional outrages. Especially, the emperor's love is her biggest confidence.

Aunt Chen retreated, and Qin Rou was the only one left in the warm room. However, the serious situation in Zhenshunzhai was not something that ordinary people could break into.

Qinrou calmed down and read a book. ——"Zhiguai Ji".

Qinrou found this book from Kangxi's bookshelf. She liked it, so she asked for permission and took it back.

Imagination seems to be something that all human beings have. Writers with good writing skills can tell the stories in their minds one by one in words, making people feel as if they are in the story. It makes people feel that such monsters really exist in this world!
"Concubine," Fushun lifted the curtain and walked in. Qinrou was still absorbed in her thoughts and didn't pay much attention. Fushun's sudden voice scared Qinrou so much that her hands trembled.

Fu Shun saw this from the corner of his eye, and quickly knelt down to plead guilty, "I deserve to die! I deserve to die, please punish me, Concubine."

The masters were not wrong. He was wrong for suddenly speaking out and scaring the masters.

Although Qin Rou was frightened, it was just a human instinctive reflex when being scared. After she came to her senses, the fear was no longer a big deal and slowly dissipated.

I have no interest in punishing my servants.

Qin Rou blinked, and "Collection of Strange Stories" also left Qin Rou's fox-like eyes.

"What's the matter?" Qin Rou believed that she had some understanding of the servants under her. They might come in to serve her when nothing happened, but they would definitely come quietly and considerately. How could they suddenly wake her up?

She was more curious about this than about punishing people.

Fu Shun replied, "My concubine, the fifth prince in the Yanx Palace is sick." If there was really nothing wrong, he would not dare to disturb the concubine even if he had the courage.

The Fifth Prince is ill, which is no small matter, especially when the news has spread to almost everyone in the palace.

The Fifth Prince! Qin Rou was stunned for a second or two. The Fifth Prince seemed to be less than ten years old… Even though Qin Rou felt that this child was the first son of Kangxi to grow up, she couldn’t help but feel shocked and uneasy.

Life is always too fragile. And all kinds of accidents come unexpectedly! Who knows what will happen today? Who knows what will happen tomorrow? When you are in it, there are many variables. You can't trust yourself, and you can't trust the future either.

As the de facto eldest son of Emperor Kangxi and the first child to grow up, in Qinrou's impression, Prince Baoqing's future should be smooth sailing? Until he came of age, his disaster came.

So she couldn't help but be surprised and confused: "Fifth Prince!!!"

(End of this chapter)