Extra 1: The Emperor's Swapped Life
In Changchun Garden, there was a lot of crying. The old and gray-haired Emperor Kangxi moved his fingers feebly, and when he closed his eyes, he vaguely recalled his life.
He turned a disaster into a blessing when he had smallpox in his childhood, and encountered obstacles everywhere when he ascended the throne as a teenager. After regaining power, he still remembered the spirit when he pacified the Three Feudatories and the ambition to conquer Dzungar, which finally turned into grief for the two deposed princes and boredom of watching the princes fight for the throne.
Baocheng, the son he cares about most...
The identity of the deposed crown prince was too sensitive. Kangxi took a breath and finally cooled his heart, not saying a single word.
There was a commotion in front of the couch. Kangxi raised his eyelids with great effort and saw Concubine Yi, Guo Luoluo, kneeling in front of Concubine De.
He could not quite remember what Concubine Yi looked like, but he still remembered that when he was young, he had a vague liking for her and doted on her for many years.
These are all vague and distant memories, which are gradually replaced by the evil intentions of the Eighth and Ninth. In the harem, the only one who can compete with Concubine De is Concubine Yi, who has always been outspoken. If she does not obey the new emperor...
She also has a fifth child!
The fourth son's kingdom could not be lost, and Kangxi made a decision in an instant. Concubine Yi was far from being domineering, he knew, and he didn't care much. For the sake of the stability of the succession of the throne, he could give up anything.
He opened his mouth with difficulty and said something to Yinzhen, but he could not remember clearly what he said. When the funeral bell rang, Kangxi finally closed his eyes, his hands fell in front of the bed, and he cried and his consciousness collapsed, falling into a long darkness.
…
When people die, shouldn't they go to the underworld
Moreover, as an emperor on earth, he is blessed by a true dragon and has great merits. He should be rewarded in the underworld.
In a trance, Kangxi smelled a familiar warm fragrance. The memory that had sunk into the abyss struggled to see the light again. He opened his eyes suddenly, stunned for a long time, and found himself lying in a brocade curtain.
Isn't he dead?!
The bed curtains were slightly translucent, with patterns embroidered with brocade patterns, and a constant warm touch coming from the side. Kangxi's fingers trembled slightly, and he slowly turned his head, and saw a long hair covered with cloud algae, against a face that was sleeping like a crabapple in spring.
This face... Kangxi's breath was caught in his throat, and he felt an absurd sense of familiarity.
She was sleeping soundly, with a rosy complexion on her cheeks, and she was lying defenselessly close to him, giving off a feeling of being cuddled together.
With such a beautiful color, it is not difficult to imagine how charming she would be after opening her eyes. Even though Kangxi was used to seeing beauties, he still couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Where does this familiar feeling come from
Then, a flash of defensiveness and coldness passed by, and he finally realized that something was wrong.
The concubines in the harem were both respectful and fearful of him. Even if they slept with him on the dragon bed, there was no reason for them to stay until dawn. How could they be so unruly like the people around him
More importantly, the age of this body...
He raised his hands tremblingly, feeling the long-lost energy and vitality.
These were a pair of large hands with distinct joints, tight skin, and no yellow age spots. He just stared at them blankly, feeling an endless sense of familiarity in his heart.
This body is not an old body that gasps for air with every three steps.
Kangxi straightened up, his face suddenly flushed. With a rough guess in his mind, his breathing became stagnant, and deep excitement and ecstasy flashed across his mind. Could it be that -
The truth was right before his eyes, waiting to be explored, but he rarely showed any intention of retreating.
The people around him turned over and stood up, making a lot of noise, and even the deepest sleepers were awakened. After a while, Yun Xiu's eyelashes moved, and she slowly opened her misty eyes. She stretched out her hand and gently touched his back, and said softly: "Your Majesty? Could it be that you are having a nightmare?"
Kangxi's mind was filled with excitement and confusion. He turned sideways subconsciously upon hearing the words, and saw a pair of iconic peach blossom eyes hidden deep in his memory, and a face that became more and more familiar the more he looked at it.
Concubine Yi
His expression suddenly paused, and the guess in his heart suddenly came true.
Kangxi narrowed his eyes and sat there motionless, his expression unclear in the shadows.
Yun Xiu didn't get a response for a long time, so she stood up and called out again - the next moment, she met the emperor's eyes.
The phoenix eyes that implied scrutiny, evaluation, and suspicion did not contain the love she was familiar with. His authority almost made her breathless, and the occasional cold trance that overlapped with dreams, as well as the well-concealed vicissitudes, could not deceive her no matter what.
Yun Xiu stared at him for a long while, and suddenly her smile disappeared.
"I... did have a nightmare." Kangxi did not notice Yunxiu's sudden change of expression. He finally came to his senses, exhaled slowly, and whispered: "I don't even know what day it is. What year is it now?"
"Your Majesty, you are forgetful." Yun Xiu said calmly. Her hands were tightly curled up, hiding the cold light in her eyes. "The 32nd year of Kangxi, do you remember it clearly?"
Kangxi could not help but be stunned, both because of Yunxiu's disrespectful tone and because of the words "the 32nd year of Kangxi's reign".
A few breaths passed, and a low voice suddenly came from the brocade tent: "Concubine Yi, you are so presumptuous!"
*******
In the original time and space—the 47th year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi.
At the grand court meeting, all the ministers were silent as a cicada.
Prince Yinreng knelt at the front with his hair loose, his eyes red, his face full of stubble, and his whole body shaking uncontrollably. He listened to the verdict of his most admired father on the throne: "Prince Yinreng, you are rebellious and perverse..."
Every word was intended to throw him into the abyss.
From now on, he is the deposed crown prince, a huge joke.
As the imperial edict was promulgated, Prince Yinzhi of Zhi gradually clenched his fists, Third Prince Yinzhi took a deep breath, and Fourth Prince Yinzhen's right hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.
But suddenly, without any warning, Kangxi's grief-stricken and choking voice stopped.
The emperor remained silent for too long, so long that the Qianqing Palace returned to deathly silence, and so long that the ministers' hearts began to beat wildly. An elderly man almost collapsed from the weight of his weight.
Tong Guowei and Ma Qi looked at each other and sighed slightly, knowing that the Emperor still cared about their old friendship. After all, he was the one who raised the prince personally, and the effort he put into him was different from that put into others.
It is not so easy to say "depose him from the position of crown prince".
However, the imperial edict has been drafted, and the dethronement and enthronement is a foregone conclusion. In order to prevent the emperor from being overly grieved, we should move on to the next item on the agenda.
Tong Guowei gestured backwards, his eyes fell on the back of the Eighth Prince, then quickly moved away, and knelt down earnestly: "I dare to say this, Your Majesty, please think twice."
Instantly, the court officials knelt down one after another, and the voices of "advising" resounded through the sky: "Your Majesty, please think twice!"
Unexpectedly, the emperor remained silent for a long time and then agreed to it.
Kangxi closed the imperial edict, closed his eyes to hide the thousands of waves in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "No one is saintly, no one is perfect. The prince is still young, and it is understandable that he made mistakes. I have thought about it and decided not to act rashly... There is no need to discuss this matter further, and I will adjourn the court!"
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
Yinreng suddenly raised his head, his haggard face full of disbelief. He simply couldn't believe what he heard.
Before he could figure it out, Kangxi finally looked at him, his tone couldn't be more complicated: "Get up. After the court session, follow me to the imperial study."
After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and slowly walked away.
"…" All the civil and military officials, and all the princes: "???"
**
The Forbidden City is still the Forbidden City, and the Dragon Chariot is still the Dragon Chariot. Kangxi searched for memories in his mind, and glanced at Li Dequan who was waiting beside him. His heart could not calm down for a long time.
It would have been fine if he had aged fifteen years out of nowhere, but Liang Jiugong had disappeared. The imperial steward had become his personal disciple, the little Li who often ran errands to the Yikun Palace.
The three words "Yikun Palace" flashed through Kangxi's mind, and his brows gradually frowned, his eyes fluctuating violently for a moment.
"Let's have lunch today at Yikun Palace," he said slowly.
Li Dequan concealed his surprise and answered cautiously.
He had never been so sure before that there was something wrong with His Majesty.
Not only did he just personally withdraw the decree to depose the Crown Prince, shocking the entire court, but hadn't His Majesty always been concerned about the Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince getting involved
The emperor had not been to Yikun Palace for many days, and wanted to give Concubine Yi a warning. In that case, what was going on
The dragon chariot slowly stopped outside the imperial study. Li Dequan spotted a young eunuch waiting outside with a food box. He smiled knowingly and said, "Your Majesty, the Empress Defei has asked the kitchen to prepare food for you out of consideration for your health..."
Concubine De
The word "again" made Kangxi's brows twist again and again. He almost held back his angry words and said expressionlessly: "Drag him out."
Li Dequan was stunned.
"She has evil intentions in spying on the emperor. Who gave her the courage?" The emperor's face was grim, and his tone was even more grim. He paused and continued, "Strip her of her title of 'De' and make her copy the palace rules a hundred times as a warning."
Li Dequan opened his mouth but could not utter a word for a long time. Kangxi glanced at him and asked, "Why, are you mute?"
This look contained a warning, which made Li Dequan shudder. For a moment, he couldn't stop the cold sweat on his forehead and hurriedly responded with yes.
…
Imperial study.
The prince had already gotten rid of the embarrassment he had in the morning court. His heart was floating, and his steps into the palace were light and unsteady.
"Father Emperor..." Luckily, he managed to keep his position as the crown prince. Tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks and he kept kowtowing, "I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"
Kangxi looked at him with a complicated expression, moved his lips, and swallowed the words "What did you do wrong?"
The prince has a good appearance, but the Baocheng here is far inferior to the Baocheng in another world.
After all, he was fifteen years older, so it was understandable that he looked so haggard. Kangxi sighed softly, holding back his heartache, and asked him kindly, "Do you know the special skill of Doctor Min, the Jade Cream?"
Prince: “?”