Rebirth: Ruyi goes crazy in the harem

Her hands did not lose strength, but her tone became deeper and gentler, "Princess Hejing is young and energetic after all, it's just that her marriage has encountered some setbacks, why does she have to go back to the capital to make a fuss?

The prince consort had just given birth to his eldest son, Qingyou. The baby was so delicate that he could not stand the long journey. The prince consort naturally had to stay in the Khorchin tribe to accompany Qingyou.

If the princess returned to the capital alone, given her personality, she would definitely want to stay there for a long time and would not want to go back to the Khorchin tribe.

In this way, the princess and her husband will be separated for a long time, and wouldn't the marriage lose its original meaning? "

Seeing the emperor nod slightly, Ruyi smiled and continued, "Princess Hejing is smart, she must understand these principles.

I guess she is confused because she is blinded by her emotions. The emperor sent someone to write to her and talk to her. The princess knows the general situation and will understand the emperor's painstaking efforts. "

Every word of Ruyi's words touched the emperor's heart.

The emperor held Ruyi's hand, pulled her in front of him, and looked at her affectionately, "Ruyi, you are worthy of being the queen I personally chose.

You always understand my difficulties and say the most appropriate words. I hope you will always be like this.

However, Jingse is my eldest daughter and has a special status, so I still have to consider her face to some extent.

Balzhuer has committed a crime, and I cannot kill him and let Jingse be a young widow. But I must punish him severely to give Jingse some relief.

It would be better to strip Balzhuer of his title as a deterrent.

Then he ordered Qingyou to be brought to Jingse's lap, recorded as the eldest son, and named him Olezhetmur Erkebabai, which means steel in Mongolian.

Ruyi smiled and bowed, "Your Majesty's combination of kindness and power is truly a wise ruler's move and a blessing for the Qing Dynasty."

Jingse was ultimately unable to return to Beijing as she wished.

When the news reached the Khorchin tribe, Jingse was almost driven mad with anger.

At the entrance of the luxurious tiger-skin tent, a fluffy and soft translucent fabric curtain is hung. When light falls on it, the delicate and light texture is revealed.

In the center of the tent stood a small ivory table, a rare sight on the grassland, inlaid with countless mother-of-pearls in an orderly manner. It was so exquisite that one could not bear to touch it or desecrate it.

There are many colorful and richly textured woven cushions placed around the small table. On one side of the wall, there is also a row of tapestries with exquisite patterns and brilliant colors.

But even in such a gorgeous and exquisite tent, it was filled with broken porcelain pieces and damaged books.

All other attendants in the tent were driven out, leaving only two guards, Jingse and Ma Jia.

After smashing a bunch of things randomly, Jingse was still yelling in the tent, still not satisfied.

She vented her dissatisfaction without any scruples, "Is the Emperor crazy?

Not only did he not help me get rid of Qin Sang and Qingyou, the lowly mother and son, he even asked me to swallow my disgust and acknowledge Qingyou, giving him the honorable status of a legitimate son. This is simply outrageous!"

Guard Ma Jia's eyes were filled with darkness, and he remained silent like a wooden ornament.

Even so, Jingse didn't intend to let him go easily.

I don’t know how Jingse’s well-maintained and delicate little hands were able to give such a loud slap.

With just one slap, several red finger marks appeared on guard Ma Jia's cheek.

"It's all your fault. You didn't even know when you were tricked by others. Your body..."

Seeing the cowardly appearance of guard Ma Jia who didn't fight back or respond when being beaten or scolded, Jingse finally spat out of kindness and didn't say anything more unpleasant.

After all, he was the person she once loved. Even though Guard Ma Jia was in poor health, Jingse still had him in her heart.

The cold ointment gently covered the cheek of Guard Ma Jia. Jingse seemed like a different person. He blew it gently while rubbing the ointment evenly on him.

"Qin Sang is ambitious and favored by Balzhuer. In terms of tactics, I can't beat her. I can only rely on my position as the legitimate princess and the wife to suppress her.

Now, she gave birth to a bastard son, and he was given a name by the emperor. The emperor even let that bastard be counted under my name.

I was so anxious and scared. Even the Emperor wouldn't let me go back to Beijing. I have nothing left..."

Guard Ma Jia was so distressed that he hugged the fragile Jingse and said, "Princess, you still have me. I will always be with you."

Jingse leaned in the arms of guard Ma Jia, put aside her former surly and domineering nature, and shed tears silently.

"I am the most beloved child in the Emperor's heart. Why would he refuse to take me back to the capital?"

Guard Ma Jia said in a low voice, "According to the news from the capital, before the decree was passed out of the Yangxin Palace, it seems that the Queen had been serving in front of the emperor."

Jingse slowly raised her head, her eyes blurred and crazy, "Yes, it must have been that bitch Ulanara who bewitched her! It must have been her!

If only the current queen was still the empress dowager, she would definitely find a way to take me back, wuwuwu..."

Jingse burst into tears and gnashed her teeth, "Obviously, I am the eldest son of a legitimate family, and my status is orthodox and noble.

And that Ulanara was nothing but a lowly concubine who climbed to the throne by relying on her charm to please the Emperor.

Why should I suffer in the Khorchin tribe while she can sit on the throne that originally belonged to my mother, enjoying all the glory and honor? Is this world really so unfair?

It's a pity that I'm in a foreign country, otherwise I really want to tear off her hypocritical mask with my own hands! "

"If the princess wants to destabilize the Ulanara clan, there are ways to do so."

Unable to bear watching Jingse trapped in the vortex of self-doubt and suffering, Guard Ma Jia thought for a long time, and under Jingse's expectant gaze, he lowered his voice and offered a plan.

“I heard that Zhai Sanggendun of the Khorchin tribe intends to send his daughter to the palace.

That woman is as reckless as a pig and as stupid as an ox. She is very easy to control. Princess, why don't you take this opportunity to work on her?"

Jingse's eyes lit up slightly, then darkened again, "But that woman is almost thirty years old.

In Beijing, someone of this age would almost be a grandmother.

Even if she enters the palace, she will only be an old decoration. How can she win the favor of the emperor?"

Guard Ma Jia did not think so. "Although the woman is a little older, she is from the Borjigit clan and has a noble status, which is far beyond the Ulanara clan.

Moreover, the Borjigit clan had produced many queens throughout the generations. If that woman was capable, she might be able to overthrow Ulanara and climb to the top herself.

When the time comes, she will be grateful for the princess's support and assistance, and will definitely find a way to persuade the emperor to bring you back to the capital."

Jingse was moved, but still a little worried, "But it is said that the reason why the girl is still unmarried at this age is because she is unlucky for her husband.

She was married three times, and each time the man died before she even got married.

If she kills the emperor, then I will have no hope at all, right? "