The Destiny of Going to Hell

Chapter 190: Startling Steps 8 Fu Jin 20

Minghui turned around slowly and saw the ninth prince Yinzhen standing half a meter away from her. He looked at her seriously and lowered his eyelids for a long time.

"My son, please pay your respects to the emperor's mother."

He clasped his hands tightly and bowed to her respectfully.

"It's Xiaojiu, get up, no need to be polite."

After Yinzhen stood up, he glanced greedily at Minghui out of the corner of his eye. He wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

The two stood there for a long time before Yinzhen looked at Minghui nervously, "Madam, are you happy now?"

Minghui smiled faintly, "Xiaojiu, I am very happy. I am much happier than before."

Her smile was bright and brilliant, and her expression was gentle. Compared to the tiredness and melancholy she had felt before at the Myna Mansion, she was now being pampered very well.

He had never seen her riding a horse and laughing like this. When she was at Bage's house, she always acted like a legitimate wife and tried to please Bage everywhere.

What did he think at that time? He thought it was natural and normal for Bage to treat Minghui in that way.

Now it seems that both he and the starling deserve to die.

"If Xiaojiu is alright, I will go ahead."

Minghui didn't wait for Yinzhen to answer and walked away.

Yinzhen was left standing there motionless, watching Minghui's back gradually walking away. Yinzhen lowered his eyes, the pain in his heart was indescribable.

Under the care of the Emperor, she regained her radiance from her previous dull appearance.

He originally thought that if Minghui said something bad about her, he would take Minghui away at all costs. Overseas is a vast place, and away from the Qing Dynasty, he was confident that he could give Minghui a home.

But Minghui didn't seem to need his self-righteous and beautiful thoughts.

One's own love will only drag Minghui into the abyss.

That’s all. From then on, he hid all his thoughts.

Minmin finally listened to Ruoxi. She felt that what Sister Ruoxi said was right. She liked Thirteenth Prince so much, but it was just a dance.

Even if Zuo Ying minds, she is the apple of his father's eye and Zuo Ying will never bully her.

Sister Ruoxi said that life is so short, why leave regrets for yourself?

This will become a beautiful memory in her and the Thirteenth Prince's minds.

Even if she couldn't marry the Thirteenth Prince, she wanted him to look at her and fall in love with her once, even if it was just for a moment.

The Mongolian prince naturally knew about this, otherwise Minmin and Ruoxi would not be able to carry out their plan. Of course, the prince only knew half of it.

That is, Minmin performed a farewell song and dance to the emperor to show her respect to Caoyuan.

At the banquet, Ruoxi ordered people to extinguish the candles, then she rang the copper bell, and a faint blue light appeared in front of her. The ups and downs of the light looked like green waves, reminding people of the sea under the moonlight.

Accompanied by the faint sound of the horse-head fiddle, a woman with a cloud-like bun and dark black hair appeared in the full moon. She walked gracefully and fragrantly, her golden hairpins and step-shaking ornaments swayed slightly, and her wide sleeves and ribbons danced lightly.

Her figure is just a black silhouette across the moon, but she makes people feel as graceful as a startled swan, as elegant as a swimming dragon, charming and pretty, which makes people yearn for her, just like Chang'e in the moon, which makes people can't help but pursue her.

After the dance, the fairy in the moon disappeared into the darkness along with the moon, leaving behind only the silently flowing dark blue waves, hazy and trance.

The Thirteenth Prince couldn't help but lean forward slightly, as if he wanted to reach out and grab the gradually disappearing moon.

Ruoxi smiled as she looked at Thirteenth Prince's admiring expression.

From then on, whenever the Thirteenth Prince saw the moon, Minmin's figure would appear in his mind.

Everyone was amazed, and Minghui had to admit that the dance was very exquisite and the atmosphere was just right.

The Mongolian prince laughed loudly, satisfied with Minmin's dancing. Zuo Ying's handsome face was also full of admiration.

Minghui shook her head lightly, and what followed was probably an awkward scene for both the Mongolian prince and Zuo Ying.

As expected, after the dance, Minmin should have left the stage, but Ruoxi rang the bell again, and the sound of drums continued. Hundreds of lit warm-colored lanterns slowly rose with the sound of drums.

Then, rows of blooming red plum blossoms come into view, as if there is a breeze blowing, and the branches of the red plum blossoms dance in the wind. Petals slowly fall, like flowers scattered by fairies, and the fragrance floats in the quiet night.

Minmin wore a bright red cape with white rabbit fur trimmings. Her bright red skirt fluttered in the wind. She held up a green paper umbrella and slowly sang "Yi Jian Mei".

True love is as vast as a grassland, and cannot be blocked by wind and rain.

There will always be a time when the clouds clear and the sun rises, and the bright sunshine illuminates you and me.

……

True love is like plum blossoms blooming everywhere

冷冷 冰雪 不 掩 没

……

爱 我 所 爱 无怨无悔

Be careful

As the singing began, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. Minmin stood proudly among the red plum blossoms, more beautiful than the flowers.

After Minmin sang the line "I love the one I love without regrets, and this love will remain in my heart forever", she cast her burning gaze towards the Thirteenth Prince.

"Thirteenth Prince, I love you. I hope that in the future, when you stand before the window, you will remember Minmin's dance and singing."

After hearing this, the whole audience fell silent. Zuo Ying looked at Minmin carefully for a few times, then lowered his raised lips and looked down in thought.

The Mongolian prince's smile also disappeared, and he turned angry. "Minmin, come down!"

Then he apologized to Kangxi, "My daughter is naughty, please don't blame me, Your Majesty."

Kangxi was naturally not displeased. Although Minmin used the excuse of dancing for him, she was just acting like a little girl after all.

What's more, the fact that she chased after her own son proved that Thirteen was charming.

But isn’t Minmin engaged?

Kangxi looked at the Mongolian prince's ugly face and felt that his children were all debts.

He turned his head and saw Minghui watching with great interest. Knowing that she was craving for fun again, Kangxi handed her a piece of watermelon.

Minghui opened her mouth naturally, and the tip of her tongue inadvertently swept across Kangxi's fingers. Kangxi's eyes darkened, but Minghui was unaware.

She could see the displeasure in Zuo Ying's eyes, and she didn't know whether Zuo Ying was still willing to marry Minmin.

The Mongolian prince was about to say something to Zuo Ying, but Zuo Ying just clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

When Minmin got off the stage and saw her father's gloomy face, she felt a little guilty for a moment, but she did not notice that Zuo Ying, who had been very enthusiastic and obedient to her in the past, now looked at her as if he were a stranger.

The engaged couple now separated, and no one knew whether Minmin would regret her action in the future.

The next day, the large army set out for Beijing.

Normally, he would have stayed a little longer, but Minghui was pregnant after all, and Kangxi was afraid that the imperial physician would not be able to keep up, and the tonics and medicines would not be as good as those in the capital, so he simply returned.

On the spacious and luxurious dragon chariot, Kangxi held Minghui in his arms, listened to Li Dequan's report on government affairs, and gently patted Minghui's back with his hands.

Just when the days were peaceful, there was a sudden commotion outside, "There's an assassin, protect the emperor!"