Transmigrated into a Qing Dynasty concubine and asked the system to help me raise my children

In mid-June, when the Forbidden City was at its hottest, the imperial concubine gave birth to a frail little princess.

When they learned that she had given birth to a little princess, many people, including Kangxi himself, breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Kangxi's tone soon became angry because the little princess's condition was not optimistic.

The imperial doctors were now stationed in Jingren Palace. Even with the best efforts of the Imperial Hospital, they still couldn't save the little princess. She only lived for a little over 20 days before she died.

Tong Jia was heartbroken. The blood she had waited for six years and the flesh and blood she had finally given birth to after ten months of pregnancy gradually turned from warm to cold in her arms.

She had cried until she lost her voice, but her tears still kept flowing out.

Kangxi's eyes turned red and he wanted to take the child out of her arms, but she stopped him firmly.

In the end, Tong Jia fainted from exhaustion, and Kangxi then took the little princess away for cremation.

Children who died in infancy could not be buried in the ground, could not have a grave, and could not even be cleaned up after cremation. Those who couldn't bear it would cover the ashes with the soil nearby, while those who didn't care would just let it go with the wind.

The atmosphere in the palace became depressing again. Shen Jiang warned everyone in Yonghe Palace not to show off when outside!

She was overjoyed to have twin daughters, but she was heartbroken to have lost a daughter in Jingren Palace. If someone with ulterior motives instigated it, Shen Jiang was afraid that she would lose both of her daughters.

In order to make up for his debt to Tong Jia, Kangxi sent the Eighth Prince to Jingren Palace - that was what had been agreed upon originally anyway.

Concubine Hui really cried this time. She didn't dare to cry in front of Kangxi. She could only cry quietly in her own palace: "She lost her daughter, so she came to snatch my Eighth Prince, my Eighth Prince! Wuuuuuuuu..."

Wei also sat aside and wiped her tears. The Eighth Prince had gone to Jingren Palace, and she was afraid that she would never see him again. Concubine Hui was sometimes impatient, but she was very good to the children and herself, allowing her to visit the children often.

She should be happy that the Eighth Prince has a future.

Wei shed tears in confusion, feeling empty inside.

The Eighth Prince went to Jingren Palace, but the most nervous person was Concubine Yi.

Concubine Yi was about to give birth in three months, and she was afraid that her child would be taken away by Emperor Kangxi as a favor. She had already lost the Fifth Prince, so couldn't this child be kept by her?

The Fifth Prince is already five years old, but he still can’t speak Manchu, let alone Chinese, but he speaks Mongolian quite well!

But he has a mild temperament and seems to have no enthusiasm for anything. He and the impetuous Concubine Yi do not seem like a real mother and son at all.

Concubine Yi has already sacrificed one son, so she must keep the one in her belly with her no matter what!

"The women in the palace all have their own sufferings. No, it should be said that all women in the world have sufferings." Shen Jiang picked up a piece of melon with a small fork and put it into his mouth.

Grape smiled and said, "That's why women like to eat sweet things, to deceive their mouths and their hearts."

Shen Jiang looked at her and said, "You are making progress. Grape, how old are you?"

Grape said: "I am twenty-seven years old."

"Twenty-seven, in three years I will have to leave the palace." Shen Jiang sighed. Twenty-seven is three years older than she is. She already has four children, but Grape and the others have to wait until they are thirty before leaving the palace.

What kind of good man can a 30-year-old "old" woman marry after leaving the palace? Either she will become a widower or a concubine.

"What are your plans after leaving the palace? Do you want to get married?" Shen Jiang asked.

Grape curled her lips and said, "What's the point of getting married? I won't get married. I will save all my savings over the years and buy a piece of land in the suburbs. I will farm it!"

Shen Jiang smiled and said, "Okay, when you leave the palace, I will give you more rewards so that you can live a more comfortable life in the future. A woman must have money in her hands to have a good life."

Grape opened her mouth in surprise. Every time she told others that she would not get married in the future, she was either laughed at or bullied. This was the first time that her master was so obedient to her.

"Thank you, master! Thank you, master!" Grape knelt down and kowtowed, his voice trembling with excitement.

Shen Jiang quickly helped her up and said, "We were master and servant, and I didn't do anything for you."

Grape said with red eyes: "It is what I deserve for my master to go through fire and water for him. How can a master do anything for a servant? Master, please don't say that."

Shen Jiang was silent for a moment, knowing that this was a generation gap, so he stopped talking.

Since she asked about grapes, she naturally couldn't leave out pomegranates.

Shi Liu said, "I still want to get married, but I don't want to be a concubine. I'll see if there's a man whose wife is dead. It would be best if he could be a guard with some official position."

Shen Jiang smiled and said, "Okay, then I will give you more dowry so that you can marry in style."

Pomegranate kowtowed happily. She was one year younger than Grape and left the palace a year later. She had always thought that turning thirty was a long time away, and she didn't know what she would become. Now, she finally had hope.

In September, Concubine Yi gave birth to a healthy little prince.

The long-suppressed dull atmosphere was finally broken by the cry of the newborn baby, bringing a hint of joy.

When Kangxi came to see the little prince, Concubine Yi was afraid that he would take the child away, so she said, "The Imperial Noble Concubine already has the Seventh and Eighth Princes by her side. She is weak and I am afraid she does not have the extra energy to raise such a young child."

Kangxi was absent-minded for a long time before he said, "The young prince will stay in the Yikun Palace."

Giving such a young child to Tong Jia would instead trigger memories of the past.

Concubine Yi breathed a sigh of relief. She could finally raise her own child.

However, the little prince’s third-day bath and full-month celebration were not celebrated with much fanfare, unlike the celebration of the twin princesses in Yonghe Palace.

But this time, Concubine Yi had no objection. As long as the little prince stayed by her side, she would no longer care about those empty names. She even said that she would rather be more low-key, so low-key that the imperial concubine would not notice her.

If this continues, the Imperial Concubine will soon become someone who specializes in snatching other people's children.

But who is the culprit?

It’s not Kangxi yet!

He played with the women in his harem like he was playing power politics, and when his children grew up, they checked and controlled his children.

He is above everything, including imperial power, paternal power, and husband power, and the people around him have no choice but to obey.

In the 23rd year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi, the naughty Sixth Prince could not escape the fate of going to school. Like the Fourth Prince, he carried a small schoolbag made by Shen Jiang and came to Zhaoren Hall.

Before going to school, the Sixth Prince was a little scared, but after one day of school, he relaxed.

"Fifth brother and I read the same book, but he doesn't know Manchu." Sixth brother said to Shen Jiang after he came back, "Fourth brother and his friends read a different book than us, which has Chinese, but we don't understand the Chinese. Ama came to test our homework today and praised me!"

Shen Jiang listened with a smile and praised him from time to time, but what she was thinking in her heart was: Your reference is the Fifth Prince, which must make you look smart!

But this cannot be said aloud, lest it discourages his enthusiasm for going to school.