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  Mingfei had almost forgotten about Mingyue, but the Mingyue outside the palace suddenly caused trouble. Peiyu said: "The second miss suddenly woke up and asked where this was, then asked how she ended up here? She also said that she was the second miss of the Tong Mansion, the younger sister of the noble consort, and if anyone dared to be disrespectful to her, she would not forgive them."

  Mingfei heard the doubt, was it really Mingyue who came back or was it actually the previous one who crossed over and acted out a play to escape?

  She thought for a moment: "Mingyue must be kept under close watch, if anything unexpected happens, use poison to get rid of her, don't leave any loose ends, what a scourge she is! Her life really is tough!"

  Pai Yu never quite understood why Ming Fei was so wary of Ming Yue, but the master's decisions were always correct, she respectfully replied with a "yes".

  In the first snowfall of Kangxi's 18th year, Consort Yu gave birth to the Fifth Prince.

  Mingfei put a white fox fur scarf around Abao's neck, Abao felt constrained and stretched out his hand to take it off, Mingfei glared at him, Abao's small chubby hands stopped on the white scarf, and finally he obediently put them down.

  Mingfei nodded in satisfaction: "You want to go out and play, I won't stop you, but you have to bundle up warmly. If you dare to catch a cold, don't even think about playing in the snow before you move into your new residence."

  Abao didn't quite understand what Mingfei said, but he also knew that he had to behave and be obedient, nodding his head like a little chick pecking at rice: "Okay!"

  Mingfei patted him and held his hand, but before he could move his feet, a little palace maid came in and said: "The master has gone into labor, the midwife says it's an abnormal fetal position."

  Is the fetal position abnormal? Wasn't it always fine before? Can't help but think of the last time it fell.

  Mingfei sighed and spread her hands to Abao: "Mom has something urgent, can't accompany you to play, let Nainai accompany you."

  Ah Bao pouted: "Mommy, naughty!"

  "Okay, Mommy's going out for a bit, be good and play by yourself, I'll be back soon."

  Mingfei was changing clothes in the room, Abao stood at the door and looked inside with his head stretched out, as if he still hoped Mingfei would change her mind halfway. Mingfei shook her head towards Abao.

  Mingfei changed into formal clothes, wore a large cloak made of otter fur on the outside, held a hand warmer in her hands, and got into her own carriage.

  Because Mingfei had arrived, all the concubines in the palace had to come out to welcome her. Of course, Wuya Guiren was among them. Mingfei called out warmly to everyone before turning to Wuya Guiren and saying: "You don't have to stay here, you're also heavily pregnant, it's not convenient for you in this icy weather."

  Wuya lowered her head and replied softly, seemingly afraid of startling Mingfei in the slightest.

  Listened to Mingfei's words and respectfully responded, then retreated with small steps.

  Rong Pinn and Hui Pinn were also present. Ming Fei smiled at the two of them, saying: "You two have indeed arrived early. I wonder how Yi Pinn is doing now?"

  Rong Pinn forced a smile: "The slave girls and I get along with Sister Yi Pin pretty well, so when we heard the news, we had to come over and take a look to put our minds at ease. Just now, the midwife who just came out said that the fetal position is not quite right, it may take some time."

  This Rong Yu doesn't matter what she says or does, always appears to be kind, gentle and generous, but indeed this image of hers is very successful.

  Mingfei nodded and entered the main house where Yihuan lived. Ronghuan and Huixian hurried forward to serve Mingfei, helping her take off her cloak and handing her a cup of tea that a palace maid had brought over. Mingfei took it in hand and smiled, saying: "Alright, you two sit down as well and have a cup of tea to warm up - this weather is quite chilly."

  Rong Gui and several others finally sat down together, Hui Gui, because of the previous incident, was still in Ming Fei's hands, and when she spoke, it was almost to the point of fawning: "The noble consort is truly a kind-hearted person, hearing that Yi Gui had something going on, she rushed over almost immediately, it can be seen that the noble consort is genuinely good to us, and it is our accumulated fortune from several lifetimes to have the noble consort as our master. With the emperor, the empress dowager, the empress, and the noble consort's protection, Yi Gui will definitely be safe and sound."

  Minfi's expression on her face was always faint, and she didn't respond to Hui Bin's words. After Hui Bin finished speaking, she couldn't help but close her mouth with a hint of embarrassment, not knowing what else to say, and sat uneasily to one side.

  Huifeng looked embarrassed, Rongfei was secretly delighted, but didn't dare show it on her face. Just as she was about to speak, the Empress Dowager and the Empress arrived.

  Rong Gui and Hui Gui hurriedly helped Ming Fei get up, Rong Gui seemed to say unintentionally: "The slave servant looks at the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother, they really like Yi Gui's sister."

  Mingfei gave Rong Gui a cold glance, and under Mingfei's piercing gaze, Rong Gui felt as if she had been stripped bare, and she lowered her head in shock.

  Xiang Zhuang saw Ming Fei and was still very satisfied, pulling Ming Fei's hand and saying: "You're not bad."

  Ming Fei smiled shallowly: "Ancestor's words are too flattering, this servant is a bit embarrassed, but it's just doing what one should do."

  Xiao Zhuang sighed and sat down on the couch, while the palace maids busily brought over hand warmers and foot warmers.

  Empress Dowager Ci Xi held a cup of hot tea and glanced at the restless Empress Dowager Cixi, who was fidgeting with her Buddhist rosary. She asked Mingfei: "What's going on with Imperial Consort Yi now?"

  Mingfei furrowed her brow and said: "I've just arrived too, it's said that Concubine Yi's fetal position is not quite right, it'll take some time."

  Xiang Zhuang nodded, and the hall fell silent again. Suddenly, she spoke to Su Mo behind her: "Let someone go and take a look, and make sure that Yi Pin gives birth to the little prince safely!"

  The room still echoed with the painful moans of Yihuan, but Mingfei's gaze swept over the serene and calm Xiaozhuang, then fell on Ronghuan and Huifeng, whose faces were expressionless. She couldn't help but smile wryly to herself - so many people gathered here waiting, yet not a single one was for Yihuan. This was indeed the imperial harem, where even when doing the same thing, everyone had their own different reasons for being there.

  Time was slowly passing, Yī Jiàn's voice was getting weaker and weaker, Míng Fēi didn't even blink an eye for this. In the quiet room, Xiǎo Zhuāng closed her eyes like a meditating Buddha, the dim light made it impossible for Míng Fēi to see her expression, only seeing her right hand with a tortoiseshell guard on her index finger tapping slowly.

  "Empress, how's the investigation into the poisoning incident going?"

  Her voice was low and even, like the stagnant air in this house, with no sense of existence, yet not daring to let anyone ignore it.

  Mingfei seemed to be able to sense that Rong and Hui were extremely interested, and they all leaned in a bit, eager to hear the next part. How could Xiaozhuang not know whether Mingfei had found out the truth or not? She only wanted Mingfei's attitude.

  Filial and Villainous gazed at Mingfei, who hadn't lit the lamp yet. Due to the snowy weather, it was gloomy outside with little snow accumulation, resulting in insufficient light inside. Half of Mingfei's beautiful face was hidden in the shadows, just like she couldn't see Filial and Villainous' expression, and he also couldn't see hers. After removing her outer cloak, Mingfei only wore a plain-colored satin cheongsam with a white fox fur cape draped over it, styled with a soft-winged hairdo, adorned with a single pearl and jade hairpin.

  The headdress emits a soft glow in the dimly lit room, just like the aura she exudes, warm and refreshing yet equally noble and cold.

  A lotus-colored embroidered handkerchief was neatly spread on the host's knee, and a pair of slender white fingers lightly tapped on it.

  "Going back to our ancestors' words, some clues have been found."

  Filial piety is hard to put into words, is it a feeling of satisfaction or disappointment?

  She nodded slightly with her eyes closed.

  Outside came the faint sound of footsteps, and the servant hastily entered, not yet having made a bow when Xiaozhuang waved her hand and asked: "What's wrong with Yihuan?"

  At this time, Ming Fei realized that Xiaozhuang was also concerned.

  The old woman swallowed her saliva and said: "Master is out of energy... I dare to ask, if it's really not possible, should we save the master or..."

  The old lady's words were not finished, and under the gaze of Xiaozhuang, she swallowed them back. Xiaozhuang said indifferently: "You are also an old man, how can you ask such a thing? Of course, it is necessary to keep Ah Ge safe."

  Even if it's a thousandth of an inch, the concubine who can't get over this hurdle, Rong and Hui, will inevitably feel sad when they hear such words, saying that the next one will be herself.

  Xiang Zhuang glanced at Ming Fei, seeing that she still had her eyes slightly downcast, unable to discern any emotions.

  She was suddenly dazed, wondering if she was looking at Ming Fei or her past self.

  Kangxi finally arrived, and Xiaozhuang watched the palace maids brush off his snowy clothes while speaking kindly: "How did you come out in this weather? Weren't you busy with morning court these past few days? With your ancestors here, can't you still not put your mind at ease?"

  Kangxi smiled and took the tea from Mingfei, sitting down beside Xiaozhuang: "The grandson is not worried about Yihui, but rather worried about the old ancestor. The snow is getting bigger and the weather is getting cooler. The grandson is afraid that the old ancestor will forget himself while worrying about his great-grandson."

  Filial and obedient words moved the Empress Dowager deeply, who laughed loudly and said: "The ancestors know that you are filial!"

  Mingfei and several others also followed suit and laughed a few times.

  Kangxi asked Mingfei beside him: "What about Imperial Concubine Yi now?"

  Mingfei bowed her head and said in a low voice, "Just now, the nanny came out and replied that Yihuan has lost her energy. The old ancestor has already asked the imperial physician to prescribe a prescription, and the medicine was brewed and fed to Yihuan."

  Kangxi's expression finally became a few degrees more solemn, and Mingfei felt that his feelings for the four concubines who would be most favored in the future were indispensable, and naturally, he wouldn't worry less.

  She couldn't help but softly comfort him: "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry too much, Imperial Concubine Yi and the young prince will definitely be safe."

  Under her wide sleeves, Kangxi reached out and pinched her somewhat chilly hand.

  Mingfei's mouth corners moved slightly, and Xiaozhuang didn't notice the movements of these two people below. Su Mo, who was standing beside her, caught a glimpse of it roughly, and she silently sighed in her heart.

  Xiao Zhuang said: "Can't help but take Ah Ge as the master."

  The dark eyes of Kangxi did not ripple, but under the sleeves piled together, he still held Mingfei's hand: "What Laozuzong said is true."

  Mingfei only knew at this time that Kangxi had always been in awe of Xiaozhuang, because even if he wanted all the children to be together, he would not show any favoritism towards Yihui at this time. His involuntarily clenched fists still revealed his not-so-calm emotions.

  Kangxi was strong-willed, but he was willing to put aside his strong will for Xiaozhuang, which shows the depth of Kangxi's feelings for Xiaozhuang.

  When the sound of a baby's cry came from Yehenara's delivery room, Xiaozhuang and Empress Dowager finally showed a smile on their faces.

  "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to the Empress Dowager! The Empress has given birth to a young prince, and both mother and child are safe!"

  Mingfei asked softly about Xiao Age's situation and also asked Yihuan.

  "The host's child fainted and fell asleep."

  Mingfei ordered: "You must take good care of Yihuan, nurse her back to health so she can bear the Emperor more children."

  On the other side, Empress Dowager was already watching Fifth Prince with Xiaozhuang. Mingfei walked over to take a look and only then did she understand why so many people were shocked by Abao's unusual appearance when he was born, because a normal newborn baby really looked too ugly. Mingfei only took one glance before looking away, her own Abao couldn't be compared with him at all.

  Xiangzhuang smiled and teased the child in her arms, saying to Kangxi: "No wonder this child was born so late, it turns out that he is so round and sturdy. Ah, look at this little guy, he looks like the Empress Dowager."

  Kangxi had promised earlier that this child, regardless of whether it was a boy or girl, would be given to the Empress Dowager to raise. He glanced at the Empress Dowager standing beside him, looking somewhat awkward, and smiled: "In that case, let's give the child to Imperial Mother to raise, and consider it as my filial piety!"

  Filial and Ancestor-empress laughed and clapped her hands, saying: "This is a good feeling. Let's quickly take the coffin to the empress dowager's bedroom now, or it will be harder to move when the sky gets cooler."

  Yi Pin may not be a person with a very violent temper, but she will definitely not be someone with a small temper. When she wakes up and finds out that her child who was born after nine deaths and one life has been reported to others without even getting a chance to see him, won't she faint from anger?

  The snow continued to fall heavily, making the quiet palace even more serene. Pei Yu stood aside holding an oil-paper umbrella for Ming Fei, who turned her head and took another look at the house that had already lit up its lights, looking so lively yet so lonely. She heard Kang Xi's voice in front: "Why haven't you left yet?"

  She withdrew her gaze and followed quickly, leaving another string of footprints in the white snowy ground.

  The author has something to say: My background problem is all sorts of things, this time it's the collection volume of my last article that was swallowed up, how can people bear it? Is this intentionally affecting my writing mood? Collapsing... The previous issue hasn't been resolved yet, and now a new problem has emerged.