Chapter 131: Junggar's Plot
The words of the court doctor made Yinzhen lose consciousness for a moment. His first reaction was not happiness but fear. Yihua had been weak since Liuliu was born last time, and they had been consciously using contraception, but they didn't expect that she would get pregnant so soon.

"How is Fu Jin's health?"

The court doctor said carefully: "In the past few years, Fu Jin's health has recovered to about 80%. Judging from her pulse, as long as she takes good care of the fetus and keeps a good mood, there will be no problem."

"It's just that a woman's pregnancy is complicated by nature, and each pregnancy reacts very differently. It remains to be seen whether Fu Jin will have a hard time."

Yinzhen felt annoyed by the repetitive talk and waved him off. He put his hand on Yihuan's wrist and felt it, and it was indeed no big problem. But he still had to keep an eye on Fei Yanggu. If there was any problem with him, Yihuan's pregnancy would be ruined.

Yihuan was stunned when she woke up and found out that she was pregnant again. Was she a fertile woman? In ancient times, this age would be considered an advanced maternal age. Yihuan suddenly felt that her appetite had opened up.

"Master, I want to eat."

Yinzhen found it interesting to see Yihuan swallowing her saliva pitifully, so he quickly asked the kitchen to serve some warm and nourishing food. Yihuan was not picky and ate whatever was available. She just watched from the side and ate very happily.

Liuliu also mixed a small bowl. She moved closer to Yihua's belly, first looked at it and then reached out to touch it: "Mother, is there a little brother here?"

"It could also be a little sister." Yihuan corrected.

Liu Liu thought about it and shook his head: "No, it has to be the little brother."

"why?"

"My mother can only have one daughter, Liuliu." The little girl made a domineering declaration and waved her fist vigorously to show her seriousness.

Yihuan lowered her head and kissed her: "Whether you are a brother or a sister, mother will still love Liuliu very much. Before you were born, mother only had Honghui. After you were born, didn't your elder brother treat you well?"

"Big brother treats Liuliu the best." Liuliu understood and felt a little conflicted. Finally, she sighed and compromised, "Okay, no matter you are a brother or a sister, Liuliu will be a good sister."

Yinzhen watched from the side, feeling extremely satisfied and expectant at the same time.

He has few children, so a son is not too much, and it would be best if it was a boy this time. Of course, it would be better not to let Yihuan know about this.

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Junggar Military Camp

The Khan hugged a beautiful woman and laughed arrogantly: "Hahaha, I thought it was the eldest prince who came, but it turned out to be the crown prince himself. Then we have to prepare a more careful welcoming ceremony."

A general in armor flattered, "The Khan is indeed very clever. He showed the enemy his weakness, making the Qing Dynasty think that we were short of food and men, which is why they underestimated the enemy. This time, we will make sure that this precious prince will never return!"

"Haha, well said." The Khan drank with big gulps, feeling very happy. He was already imagining the scene of the Crown Prince of the Qing Dynasty crawling at his feet.

Fei Yanggu and his group hurried to the border, and found the prince's face was pale, as if he had vomited.

Fei Yanggu frowned after only one look at the severely damaged city. This was quite different from what was described in the intelligence. He had just taken a quick look and found that many of the people's surplus food had not been taken away, which did not fit the idea that they had to kill, burn and plunder for food. Moreover, many of the building wreckage indicated that they were destroyed by artillery fire.

The Dzungars were a gathering of nomadic people. They were skilled in horse riding, but I have never heard of them being able to make artillery. This should have been borrowed from Tsarist Russia.

If that's the case, then it will be troublesome for them to quell the rebellion this time.

The other party had premeditatedly lured them here, and they must have set a trap afterwards. Fei Yanggu looked at the bright yellow tent and secretly made up his mind that even if the whole army was wiped out, he had to send His Royal Highness the Crown Prince out safely.

After listening to Fei Yanggu's report, the prince drank the last sip of ginseng soup, and at least he could breathe evenly: "General, I understand everything you said. But I am the commander-in-chief of the three armies, and I cannot be a deserter! As long as there is a son of our Qing Dynasty behind me, I cannot retreat, otherwise I am not worthy of being the prince, do you understand?"

Fei Yanggu knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Highness, this is a noble act, but this journey is full of dangers, you must be mentally prepared. I think the safest way to do it now is to send you back secretly and announce to the public that you are sick from the long journey. No one is allowed to enter this tent. What do you think?"

The prince still shook his head: "Thank you for your trouble. Gather the generals in half an hour and discuss in detail how to fight!"

"Yes." Fei Yanggu had no choice but to agree, and then sent an urgent letter of eight hundred miles, asking Kangxi for more troops and artillery configurations, and at the same time wrote down the Crown Prince's insistence on the letter.

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At the Eighth Prince's residence,
The Eighth Lady was sitting in front of the window dressing herself. The bronze mirror reflected a fair-skinned and beautiful person. Her eyes and eyebrows were as sharp as ever, only the corners of her mouth were slightly downwards, which made her look somewhat miserable.

"Did the master go to Nalan's room again today?" The Eighth Lady asked lazily, speaking with a tone of certainty.

The maid was combing her hair. "To answer the lady's question, the concubine cooked the old duck soup that the master likes today, and the eighth master just went to drink a cup of it. You don't have to worry. The master said he would come to have breakfast with you tomorrow morning."

"Oh, you are so affectionate with others at night, but you don't forget to comfort me in the morning. You are really not afraid of tiring yourself out." The Eighth Lady said with a cold face and sarcastic words. No one dared to respond.

"Where's the Longjing mung bean cake? Why didn't I see it today?" The Eighth Lady wanted to eat a delicious snack, but found that all the food at hand was unappetizing, so she asked.

"In reply to Madam Madam, the kitchen reported back today that all the Longjing tea in the warehouse is reserved for the master. The master said that he would give one pound of the rest to Madam Madam today. They said they would go out to buy it overnight and will definitely make up for it tomorrow. Please don't blame me, Madam Madam."

The Eighth Lady pointed at the plate of pastries, then pushed it down with force. The sound of porcelain breaking made the servants in the room kneel on the ground involuntarily.

"Today there is no Longjing tea, tomorrow there will be no rice either." The Eighth Concubine's eyes were filled with anger. Her rights as a housekeeper had indeed been taken away, but she had to let everyone in the mansion know that she was still a concubine and not someone who could be looked down upon.

The Eighth Concubine brought people to smash the kitchen. It was of no avail for the housekeeper to bow and scrape. She was also bitter in her heart. The housekeepers in the mansion all knew what kind of person the Eighth Concubine was. Those who were not stupid served her even more attentively, for fear of becoming the unlucky chicken to be killed to scare the monkeys.

She really had no Longjing tea on hand, and those tiny dregs were useless. Who would have thought that Fu Jin would catch her by the hair.

The Eighth Concubine made quite a noise, and the Eighth Prince was woken up just after he went to bed. He hurried to the kitchen.

Nalan followed closely behind him, as if they were the closest couple.

The scene of the two of them walking together hurt the Eighth Lady's eyes.