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Chapter 828: Startling Heart Mingyu 40

Mingyu is about to give birth to a child at her current age, and in ancient times when medical conditions are so poor, Ruoxi's heart suddenly surged with an indescribable complex emotion.

Although she is a modern person, she is well aware that in this deep palace, not only is the medical level backward, but even an environment that can truly protect women and children is hard to expect. Many so-called warm appearances actually hide murderous intentions, and every step is like walking on thin ice.

She raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Kangxi beside her. The emperor in front of her had a tender face, and the tenderness he showed because of Mingyu at this moment almost made people doubt whether he was really a cold-blooded and power-seeking emperor.

Kangxi carefully straightened Mingyu's sitting position, his expression so focused that it seemed as if the whole world had stopped, just for the young woman in front of him who was pregnant with the dragonborn.

Being pregnant is both an honor and a huge risk for a woman. Once the child is born safely, the mother will naturally be honored and favored, but if there is a slight mistake, what awaits her may be endless indifference or even ruthless rejection.

Mingyu is still young and looks bright and generous, but is she really ready to face all this?

What's more, she was just a newly-appointed imperial concubine, and her position was not even stable yet. The birth of a child might be her chance to shine, but it might also become a thorn in the eyes of other concubines.

Ruoxi's heart tightened slightly, and she suddenly felt that the behind-the-scenes of this drama seemed more dangerous than it appeared on the surface.

"Ruoxi, what are you daydreaming about?" Mingyu's laughter was clear and pleasant.

Mingyu half leaned in Kangxi's arms, and regained her bold and confident look, but there was a touch of gentleness between her eyebrows, which was the tenderness unique to a mother.

Mingyu coquettishly leaned in Kangxi's arms. Although her voice was gentle, it was a little teasing: "Xuanye, do you think you should find a nanny to teach Ruoxi some manners? She is always in a daze, and I don't know what's going on in her head. Don't let her forget her identity one day and make a fool of herself in the palace."

Ruoxi was slightly stunned when she heard this, and couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

Kangxi listened to Mingyu's words with a doting look on his face, and his tone seemed to be joking with her: "Mingyu, you look like the master of the harem. I have to take a good look at you. When did our little imperial concubine become so sharp-tongued?"

Mingyu raised her eyes and glared at Kangxi, but in Kangxi's eyes, that glare was like rippling water, filled with sweet coquettishness, which made people not be wary at all.

"Isn't it for His Majesty that I pass on this rule? Now even an important palace maid like Ruoxi is so lax. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for His Majesty if it gets out?" Mingyu said seriously, but she couldn't hide the smugness in her eyes.

Ruoxi lowered her head in embarrassment and pursed her lips slightly, but she heard Kangxi laugh in a low voice: "Yes, yes, yes, I know Mingyu is the kindest little sweetheart, and she is worried about me. In this case, why not just do as you say?"

Kangxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his usual elegance was covered by majesty at this moment.

He turned to look at Ruoxi, his voice low and calm, but with a hidden edge: "Ruoxi, remember, when serving the Imperial Concubine, there can be no mistakes. If there is any mistake..."

He raised his hand and stroked his sleeve, his movements were neither hurried nor slow, as if unintentional, but every bit of coldness pierced deeply into Ruoxi's heart: "Not only you, but your family will also have to pay the price for your dereliction of duty."

Ruoxi's heart was shaken, and her face instantly turned pale. She knelt down hastily, trembling slightly and kowtowing: "I dare not neglect it in the slightest, and will do my best to serve the Imperial Concubine!"

She said this very softly, but each word was sincere, for fear that Kangxi would notice that she was being perfunctory. After all, she knew very well that the man in front of her who always kept smiling seemed gentle, but his heart was cold as steel.

Mingyu was still leaning in Kangxi's arms. Seeing this, she gently pulled at his sleeves and said in a coquettish voice, "Xuanye, Ruoxi didn't mean to be in a daze. It's just that I talked too much and she was lost in thought. How come she is so scared that she doesn't even dare to look up?"

Kangxi turned his eyes to look at her, and his deep eyes softened instantly. He raised his hand and squeezed her palm, whispering softly as if to a child: "Yu'er, you have always been kind and always speak for others. But I want her to understand that even a small mistake in the deep palace can become a fatal flaw. I will not let anyone hurt you, even the slightest possibility."

Mingyu's heart was filled with sweetness when she heard this. Her bright eyes twinkled and she began to smile.

She stood up slightly, moved closer, and whispered softly into his ear with a smile on her face, "Your Majesty, I don't need to be afraid of anyone. Xuanye, has becoming the emperor worn away your magnanimity?"

Kangxi was amused by her coquettishness and laughed softly. He stretched out his hands to hold her in his arms, looking at her affectionately: "My generosity is only for you. If it was someone else, why would I be tolerant?"

Mingyu pursed her lips and smiled, feeling sweet in her heart, but she didn't say anything else. She just lowered her eyes to look at Ruoxi on the ground, and a hint of complex emotions flashed across her eyes.

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When the eighth prince Yinsi entered the mansion, it was past noon and the warm sun illuminated the entire courtyard. He had just come out of court and was troubled. He wanted to go back to the mansion to rest for a while, but he saw the servant who was usually responsible for communicating came to greet him, looking uneasy and a little uneasy.

"Master, Miss Ruoxi... was summoned to the palace this morning, and now..." The servant nodded timidly, speaking vaguely.

Yinsi's brows suddenly frowned, and he could not help but stop and said, "Enter the palace? Who asked you to go?"

"Of course it is... the emperor's order." The servant's voice became lower and lower, like a mouse, not daring to look up.

This sentence instantly aroused an inexplicable unhappiness in Yinsi's heart, but he suppressed the surging emotions.

He gathered his sleeves, a trace of contemplation flashed across his eyes. Why was this girl summoned into the palace? Could it be related to...

Yinsi stretched out his hand slightly, pushed the teacup away, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go and find out what happened."

At that time, in the rear hall of the Qianqing Palace.

Ruoxi knelt down in front of Mingyu in a proper manner. Nanny Li stood beside her, holding a cup in her hand, and taught her seriously: "Serving tea is the basic skill of serving the master. The teacup must be 70% full, and the posture of serving the tea must be correct. Do not spill a drop, and do not let the teacup touch the imperial concubine's robe."

As Nanny Li spoke, she demonstrated the correct way to serve tea, her hands, weathered by the vicissitudes of life, holding the teacup steadily.

Ruoxi observed and imitated carefully, but her heart was in turmoil. From a modern career elite to an ancient palace maid, this gap was hard for her to accept, not to mention that she had to serve this spoiled imperial concubine.