Chapter 151 The Prince is Ambushed
It was May outside the Great Wall, and the cold wind was howling at night. Honghui slept in Kangxi's tent tonight. Kangxi slept on the bed, and Honghui slept in his clothes, sleeping on the footstool beside the bed.

Because Kangxi did not let him go back, Honghui himself did not dare to leave on his own initiative. After all, at this time, any random action might irritate Kangxi's sensitive nerves.

Liang Jiugong brought Honghui a thick blanket and said, "Brother Honghui, if you have anything to do at night, please call me anytime. I will be waiting at the door."

Honghui thanked him and put the quilt under Kangxi's feet. Huang Mafa had been too sad and angry during the day, and had been in frequent contact with his eighteenth uncle in recent days. In this place with a huge temperature difference between day and night, it was too easy for him to catch a cold. So he put an extra layer of quilt under him to prevent Huang Mafa from suffering from the cold.

Lying at Kangxi's feet, Honghui spoke in a daze.

He was awakened by Kangxi's angry shout. After opening his eyes, Honghui looked up and saw Kangxi half sitting and half standing with his quilt in his arms: "Who is outside?! Who is it?!!!"

Liang Jiugong walked in immediately after hearing the sound and lit the oil lamp. Under the candlelight, the shadows of the guards standing guard at the door were reflected on the tent, revealing tall figures.

Kangxi looked carefully, as if trying to find the person who had just awakened him from his sleep.

That strong feeling of being spied on was definitely not wrong, someone had just been peeping from outside the tent.

Who is it and what is he looking at? Kangxi felt a strange panic in his heart.

Honghui stood up, took the oil lamp, and lit all the candles in the room. As long as the light was bright enough, the shadows would be exposed.

Kangxi heaved a sigh of relief when he could no longer see the distorted shadows outside. Honghui poured him a glass of warm water, and Kangxi drank most of it from his hand, and his mind was completely stable.

Perhaps it was only then that he realized Honghui was there. Kangxi felt the weight of the quilt on his body. Looking at the thinly dressed Honghui, he was moved for a moment: "Good boy, I am afraid you are scared at this late hour. Liang Jiugong, send someone to send Honghui back."

After saying that, he personally took out his cloak and covered Honghui with it: "Go, you were tired yesterday, spend more time with your mother during this period."

Honghui agreed and came out with a lantern. At the door, he saw the prince being pressed to the ground by armored guards. He looked straight ahead, as if he didn't see anything, and walked out quickly.

When Yihuan saw Honghui coming back late at night, her heart was in her throat. However, due to her years of cultivating her energy, she was able to remain calm and gave a generous purse to the eunuch in front of the emperor who looked familiar.

Although Yinzhen was sleeping soundly, he woke up at this moment. Seeing that Honghui seemed to have something to say, he got up and put on his cloak.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, Honghui lowered his voice and said, "Father, mother, your son was accompanying the emperor. The emperor woke up in the middle of the night. The crown prince's second uncle peeked into the tent and was caught. When your son came out, he saw the second uncle kneeling in front of the tent."

"Father, is this the prince?"

Yinzhen shook his head: "Remember, you saw nothing today, heard nothing, and told nothing to Father."

"Go to sleep. You don't need to come to pay respects tomorrow. The emperor probably won't miss you these days. Don't come near him. Just have fun and keep a low profile. Your eighteenth uncle just passed away. Don't let anyone find fault with you."

"Yes." Honghui replied, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly took off his cloak and said, "Father, this must be returned to the Emperor."

Yinzhen looked at the dress and once again said to himself that being a son is not as good as being a grandson: "Put it down."

After watching Honghui return to the tent, Yihuan was completely awake. She looked at Yinzhen with a burning gaze, and her heart skipped a beat. She had an epiphany. The battle for the throne of the Nine Dragons, which was talked about so much in later generations, had finally reached its critical moment. Yinzhen drank a sip of water and patted Yihuan's hand: "Go to sleep. This is not something we can control."

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Currently, only a small number of people know what happened in front of the emperor late at night, and Prince Zhi was the one who reacted the most.

Ever since he learned that the Crown Prince was being watched by the Emperor's men, Prince Zhi has been extremely excited. He knew that his chance had come.

He immediately contacted Mingzhu, and the two of them worked out a careful plan. Mingzhu contacted the court officials and began to attack the prince. Over the years, many of the prince's followers had used his name to bully men and women and exploit the people in the countryside. Regardless of whether the prince was completely unaware of these things or deliberately condoned them, the blame was now put on the prince and it could not be washed away.

The Prince of Zhi was responsible for winning the emperor's heart. Yes, his main task was to take advantage of the situation when Kangxi was deeply hurt by the crown prince. He did not seek to replace the crown prince in the emperor's heart, but he also wanted to become his "dream lover."

When Prince Zhi asked for a meeting, Kangxi was alone in his tent reading memorials. The annoying Honghui was not there, so it was a good opportunity for Kangxi to act freely.

"Father, this place is different from the capital, and the weather is cold. You must take care of yourself." When Prince Zhi saw how Kangxi looked overnight, he felt as if he had aged ten years. His true feelings were revealed and his words were particularly heartwarming.

Kangxi put down the glasses in his hand, looked at his eldest son with a sincere face, and waved to him: "You help manage the imperial guards, and I believe you know everything about what happened last night."

The Prince of Zhi, who was sitting below Kangxi, said: "Father, the Crown Prince must have been scolded by you during the day and was frightened. He wanted to come and apologize to you, and that is why he disturbed the Emperor."

"You don't have to cover up for that loser!" Kangxi's eyes were spitting fire, "It's ok that he has no brotherly love in his heart, but he actually secretly monitored me, what does he want to do?!"

Prince Zhi felt Kangxi's anger up close and stopped adding fuel to the fire: "Father, calm down. It's a rare opportunity for you to come here. Why don't you go out for a walk with your son?"

"By the way, where is Honghui? Why didn't I see him today?" Prince Zhi suddenly said.

Kangxi looked up at him and said, "Honghui went back with his father yesterday."

Prince Zhi's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the emperor was telling him not to involve Honghui in the Crown Prince's affairs, and he quickly said, "My son made a mistake."

At this time, Honghui was beside Yihua. He leaned in and sniffed the black ointment he had taken from the Ninth Lady. "Mother, I may have seen this shape somewhere. Father must be very busy recently. I'll ask someone quietly."

Yihuan nodded: "Don't smell it, I always feel it's not a good thing."

Honghui smiled and responded: "Mother, I heard that there will be a temple fair in the city tonight. Do you want to go and see it?"

Yihuan was very tempted, but she had been preferring to be quiet lately. If she had remembered this matter earlier, she would never have followed Yinzhen out.

"Mother won't go. It's fine for you to go and have fun. But be careful. Things are not peaceful right now."

Honghui nodded to show that he understood.

He didn't want to go out for fun, he just wanted to find a doctor to identify the medicines, preferably not their own. It would be best to go to a place like a temple fair where all kinds of people gather.