Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

Chapter 463 Step by Step Shocking Jade Tan 85

As soon as Princess Minmin entered the room, she started yelling loudly. Her tone sounded more like she was accusing someone of an offence than congratulating them.

Yu Tan was reclining on the couch, letting the palace maid feed her grapes. When she saw Princess Min Min rushing in, she was not annoyed. She just smiled and signaled the palace maid to bring an embroidered cushion for her to sit down.

After Princess Minmin sat down, her eyes kept wandering around Yutan, making Yutan feel uneasy.

"Sister Yutan, my sister heard that the emperor postponed his return to the capital for you this time, which is unprecedented!"

Yu Tan covered her mouth and chuckled. Princess Minmin still couldn't keep her words to herself. What was the matter with the grassland feng shui being good for health? It was obvious that the emperor had to fight with her for several rounds every night. It was hard for her belly not to be bulging.

"Princess, you are joking. This dragon heir is a blessing from heaven, and it is not determined by feng shui. But you are also at the right age to get married. Do you have someone you like? Tell me about it, and I can help you with some advice."

Minmin's cheeks instantly turned red, like the first blooming gesang flowers on the grassland, delicate and beautiful. She lowered her head, twisting the handkerchief in her hands nervously, and her hesitant look was very much like the shy peach blossoms on the branches in spring.

When Yu Tan saw her like this, he understood that the girls on the grassland could never hide their thoughts.

She chuckled and joked, "Look at the princess, are you thinking about love? Tell me, which boy is it that makes our pearl on the grassland so worried?"

Princess Minmin felt even more embarrassed by Yutan's teasing. She stamped her feet coquettishly and said with a blushing face, "Sister Yutan always makes fun of me! I, I just..."

She hesitated for a long time, but couldn't explain it clearly. Yu Tan was not in a hurry, but just looked at her with a smile, waiting for her to confess.

Finally, Princess Minmin seemed to have made up her mind. She took a deep breath, raised her head, looked at Yutan with burning eyes, and said word by word: "I like the Thirteenth Prince!"

The smile on Yu Tan's face froze instantly. She thought that Princess Minmin might like the prince, but she didn't expect it to be the Thirteenth Prince. The Thirteenth Prince Yinxiang was the thirteenth son of Emperor Kangxi. He was free and unrestrained by nature, valued love and friendship, and was well-known among the princes.

But Yinxiang is a prince after all, and Minmin is the most beautiful flower on the grassland. How can they be together?

But this is someone else's private matter and she has no right to interfere.

The wind on the grassland gradually cooled, making the flags outside the tent flutter. Yu Tan's belly was bulging slightly, like the rising sun on the grassland, heralding the arrival of new life.

Kangxi stayed by Yutan's side every day and personally prepared medicine for her to maintain her pregnancy, showing his meticulous care.

After Yutan's pregnancy stabilized, Kangxi and his entourage prepared to return to Beijing.

The leaders of the Mongolian tribes came to see him off with rich gifts, and their reluctance to leave was evident in their words. With the support of Kangxi, Yu Tan slowly walked out of the tent.

The mighty team headed southward, and the vastness of the grassland was gradually replaced by the desolation of the north. Yu Tan sat in the imperial carriage, and even through the thick curtains, he could feel the breath of the capital getting closer and closer.

The imperial carriage arrived in the capital amidst the bleak autumn wind.

Fearing that Yutan would be too bored in the Forbidden City, Kangxi directly ordered the imperial carriage to be carried into Changchun Garden.

As soon as she was settled, Kangxi issued an edict to give Ruoxi to the Eighth Prince as a concubine.

When the Eighth Prince heard the news that Kangxi had granted him marriage, he was naturally overjoyed.

Ruoxi has been quarreling with him for a while, saying something like "People with different ideologies cannot work together". She hasn't really spoken to him for a long time.

He had always been sincere to Ruoxi, and now Kangxi's marriage was just what he had been hoping for. He seemed to have seen Ruoxi wearing a bright red wedding dress, shyly being held by his hand, and walking towards the wedding hall step by step.

As soon as the Eighth Prince got off the sedan chair, he couldn't wait to run to Yutan's courtyard.

Since Ruoxi told him that they were breaking up, they hadn't seen each other for several days. The Eighth Prince was both anxious and excited. He was anxious because he was afraid that Ruoxi was still angry with him, and he was excited because he could finally be with his beloved.

He trotted along, and as he passed the garden he did not even notice the few newly blossomed autumn chrysanthemums in the flowerbed. Their bright colors were reflected in his eyes as a blur of colors.

"Ruoxi! Ruoxi!" The Eighth Prince's voice arrived before he even showed up in person, his tone revealing his joy and excitement.

Ruoxi was dressing in front of a bronze mirror in the room. When she heard the Eighth Prince's voice, she paused but did not turn back.

The sound of knocking on the door rang in Ruoxi's ears, once, twice, three times, quickly and forcefully, as if carrying the Eighth Prince's usual enthusiasm and impulsiveness. Ruoxi knew who was coming without having to think, but the knocking sound seemed to knock on her heart, stirring up a wave of annoyance.

She put down the wooden comb in her hand and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a plain Manchu dress without any decoration, as if she was deliberately drawing a line between herself and the upcoming festive day.

"Ruoxi! Ruoxi! The Emperor has already issued an edict to grant the marriage, did you hear it?" Outside the door, the Eighth Prince's voice was filled with excitement, as if he couldn't wait to share this joy with her.

She did not answer, but just sat there quietly, letting the knocking sounds echo in her ears, becoming more and more rapid and louder each time, as if trying to break the door.

Finally, the Eighth Prince's patience was exhausted. He pushed open the door with joy still on his face. But when he saw Ruoxi's calm eyes, the joy froze in an instant and turned into confusion and panic.

"Ruoxi, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" The Eighth Prince asked cautiously, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

Ruoxi slowly stood up and walked to the Eighth Prince. She looked him straight in the eyes and said word by word, "Eighth Prince, do you really think I will be happy?"

The Eighth Prince was stunned. He had never seen Ruoxi's eyes so cold. It was like a sharp blade piercing his heart.

"Ruoxi, I know you are still angry with me, but the Emperor has already granted us the marriage, we..."

"Eighth Prince, don't you understand? What I want is never the position of a concubine, let alone the wealth and glory in the palace."

The Eighth Prince's face turned pale. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he could not say anything.

"Ruoxi, I know you don't like these, but the emperor's order is hard to disobey, and no one can disobey it!" The Eighth Prince was anxious. He didn't know why Ruoxi was so determined, and he didn't understand what she wanted.

Ruoxi was silent. She lowered her eyes to hide the emotions surging in her eyes. The Eighth Prince was right. The emperor's order was hard to disobey. But her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, suffocating her.