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Chapter 459 Step by Step Shocking Jade Tan 81

Nowadays, there are many new people in the harem. Wu Ya is a thing of the past. She still dreams of making a comeback? It's just a foolish dream!

"If you really know your mistakes, you should reflect on them instead of complaining here." Concubine Yi stood up, straightened her sleeves, and said indifferently, "I have something else to do, so I won't bother you anymore."

After saying this, Concubine Yi left with the palace maids, leaving Uya alone in the empty palace, trembling with anger.

Seeing that Kangxi had been reluctant to appoint a crown prince, the Eighth Prince's party submitted memorials to recommend the Eighth Prince as the crown prince. For a time, the court was in turmoil and undercurrents were surging.

The atmosphere in Kangxi's imperial study was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. The dragon table was piled with memorials, each of which was like a thousand-pound boulder, pressing Kangxi so hard that he could not breathe.

"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is benevolent, filial, generous, and courteous to the wise and humble. He is truly what everyone wants!" A minister said passionately, completely ignoring Kangxi's increasingly ugly expression.

"Yes, Your Majesty, nowadays, everyone in the court and the country knows the reputation of the Eighth Master. Making the Eighth Master the Crown Prince will surely calm the people's hearts and ensure the stability of the country!" Another minister also echoed, as if the Eighth Master's ascension to the throne was a foregone conclusion.

Kangxi slammed the memorial in his hand on the dragon table with a loud noise, which frightened the ministers so much that they became silent, lowered their heads, and dared not make a sound.

"Enough! It is not your turn to tell me who I will appoint as the crown prince!" Kangxi shouted angrily. His face was filled with rage, and the ministers who had still hoped for a lucky break were frightened so much that they all fell to their knees and trembled.

"You all keep saying that the Eighth Prince is virtuous, but what about me? I have worked hard for the Qing Dynasty over the years. In your eyes, am I not as good as the Eighth Prince?" Kangxi was furious. He pointed at the ministers kneeling on the ground and cursed them.

The ministers were so frightened by Kangxi's words that they kowtowed and begged for mercy, repeatedly saying "Your Majesty, please calm down."

Kangxi was still furious, but he also understood that the Eighth Prince's followers had spread all over the government and the country in recent years. If he was really angry, it would probably cause unrest in the government. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said coldly: "Get out! I'm tired!"

Those ministers, as if they had been pardoned, crawled out of the imperial study one after another.

Ruoxi's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Kangxi's anger and the pressure from the Eighth Master's followers made her feel suffocated. She knew the Eighth Master too well. Under his gentle appearance, he had an ambition that yearned for power. The situation in the court was turbulent now. If she was not careful, she would fall into an abyss of no return.

The relationship between her and Yinsi was like walking on a knife's edge. If she wasn't careful, she would be doomed. These days, the Eighth Master's followers were getting more and more active, fighting for Yinsi's position as the crown prince. Although she didn't like to be involved in these disputes, she also knew that she had no choice.

After everyone left, Kangxi rubbed his brows tiredly. How could he not see that the Eighth Master's followers had grown stronger over the years, and now they were blatantly forcing him to make the Eighth Master the crown prince.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" A gentle voice sounded in Kangxi's ears, with a hint of worry and heartache.

Kangxi turned around and saw Yutan walking towards him with a cup of hot tea. She was wearing a light pink palace dress, with her long black hair tied into a simple bun, and a few strands of hair hanging by her ears, which made her skin look white as snow and her eyebrows and eyes look like a painting.

"You still understand my thoughts." Kangxi took the tea handed to him by Yutan, took a sip, and felt that the bitterness in his mouth was diluted a little by the fragrance of the tea.

Yu Tan gently massaged Kangxi's temples, her fingertips seemed to carry a warm current, slowly dispelling the fatigue between his brows. Kangxi closed his eyes, enjoying this rare tranquility, but his heart was in turmoil.

The persecution of the Eighth Master's Party and the intrigues in the court made him exhausted. He understood what those so-called loyal ministers and generals were thinking. However, he could not act rashly, because he knew that once he fell, the Qing Dynasty would fall into the hands of those jackals and tigers.

Ruoxi returned to her room, her mind full of scenes of Kangxi's rage, and the ministers speaking righteously in support of the Eighth Master, as if the Eighth Master's ascension to the throne was a foregone conclusion. She was extremely anxious, because the Eighth Master's followers were so blatant, which would only increase the emperor's suspicion of the Eighth Master and ultimately harm him.

She wanted to write a letter to the Eighth Master, telling him what happened in the court today and asking him not to act rashly. She ground the ink, spread the paper, and wrote the letter.

but……

The wheel of history rolls forward. Can she, a little woman, really change the course of history?

If the Eighth Prince had not participated in the fight for the throne and had not been suspected by Kangxi, would he have been able to live a peaceful life? But Ruoxi knew in her heart that with the Eighth Prince's ambitions and aspirations, how could he be willing to be an idle prince?

Ruoxi put down the pen in her hand, leaned weakly on the table, and folded the letter paper into a paper airplane that did not belong to this era.

She didn't know what she could do to stop the coming storm.

On the second day, dark clouds covered the sky over the Forbidden City, and a depressing atmosphere enveloped the majestic palace.

In the Golden Palace, Kangxi, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne with a gloomy face. All the civil and military officials below were silent, not daring to make a sound.

"The eighth prince Yinsi formed a clique for personal gain and won over court officials with evil intentions. He should be put to death!" Kangxi's voice echoed in the hall like thunder.

When these words came out, all the civil and military officials in the court were shocked. No one expected that Kangxi, who was always known for his kindness and generosity, would be so cruel to his own son.

"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince has always been wise and would never do such a treasonous thing. Please look carefully!" An old minister stood up tremblingly and pleaded for Yinsi.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince has always been respectful and filial. Please think twice!"

"Your Majesty, please think twice!"

……

For a while, calls for mercy were heard one after another.

Kangxi watched all this coldly, without any emotion in his eyes. He had long realized that over the years, Yinsi had been secretly cultivating power and winning over people's hearts, and his ambitions were obvious.

"How dare you! Are you trying to force me to abdicate?!" Kangxi slammed the dragon throne and shouted angrily.

Upon seeing this, the ministers were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground, not daring to say a word.

"Someone! Strip the eighth prince Yinsi of his title of Beile and confine him to the palace. No one is allowed to visit him without my order!" Kangxi gave the order angrily.

When Ruoxi heard the news, her eyes went dark, her body swayed, and she almost fainted. Fortunately, the maid beside her was quick to support her.