Concubine Mi in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 5

"The daughter of the people takes the decree to thank you!" In the end, Wang Miheng could only kowtow to thank him bitterly.

At this moment, the uneasiness in her heart suddenly turned into boundless anger. Fortunately, she has always been a life-saving person, so no matter what she thinks in her heart, she has no choice but to accept the order to thank her.

Looking at the back of Chen Tingjing leaving, her mind was in chaos. In just an hour, her fate was in the hands of others, and this other person was the most powerful man in the Qing Dynasty.

Heh, the Ninth Five-Year Lord, what can she use to contend?

After living two lifetimes, Wang Miheng has never been so terrified like now, that kind of terrified and helpless magnified little by little in her heart, which made her shudder.

Since she came here, she thinks that the most fortunate thing is that her identity is just an ordinary Han woman. Han women do not need to participate in the draft, and they will not be randomly pointed out to a certain man just because of a thought. There is enough possibility for her to try to live the life she wants.

However, she never expected that one day, all of this would be subverted by an imperial decree.She didn't have time to digest it, and she became Kangxi's woman in an instant.

Wang Miheng closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She didn't know how she walked back into the room. This time, she finally realized what it means to be involuntary.She couldn't resist orders, couldn't escape, and likewise couldn't hide in the space without saying a word.Because no matter which one it is, it is enough for her to accompany the lives of the whole family.

She has never been a cold person, and she also cares about those who care about herself.

She doesn't have the courage to put all her eggs in one basket, and she knows how to interpret the wrath of the emperor with millions of corpses. If she wants to exchange the lives of her relatives for her own freedom, then she probably won't feel any happiness in her life. What is more heavy than carrying the life of a loved one on your back?
Before Wang Miheng could clear his mind, his father and mother hurried over.

"Mi'er, is what the emperor said true?" My father had always been prudent and refined, and he was in such a hurry, he probably already knew the content of the imperial decree.

Wang Miheng's eyes were a little dazed, she didn't know what to do, she had a lot to say in her throat, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Wang Guo looked serious and said: "The emperor's grace is great, and since this matter is a foregone conclusion, you can only serve the emperor wholeheartedly. As a father, you don't ask you to honor your family. As long as you try your best to protect yourself, you must not be arrogant."

In all these years, it was the first time for Wang Miheng to see her father so strict, her eyes turned red and her throat felt a little uncomfortable. Of course she knew what these words meant. In this world, I am afraid that No one knew her better than her father.

He was persuading, and he was also warning himself, don't lose your life by acting out of temper, because the royal family has never tolerated a person who can't bear it.

Wang Miheng raised his head, stared into his eyes, with an extremely serious expression: "Daughter will always remember father's words."

This is probably the case for fathers, no matter how much they struggle in their hearts, they will never lose their minds.But looking at the back of her father who turned and left, she knew that his heart must be in turmoil, and she wished to keep her daughter by her side for the rest of her life.

It's a pity that he can't, because the person who took away his daughter is not someone else, but the emperor aloft.

"Mi'er, don't blame your father..." Huang's voice was a little choked up, looking at the daughter in front of her, her eyes turned red.

"Mother, how could I resent my father?" Wang Miheng knew that she meant that her father did not stop Chen Tingjing from letting her accompany Kangxi to the garden.

The same sentence, who dares to disturb the emperor's interest?Not to mention that my father is just a low-ranking seventh-rank official, even a first-rank official, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to say no in front of the emperor, unless he doesn't want his own head anymore.

well!Wang Miheng sighed in his heart, if he wanted to blame her, he would blame her for saying something he shouldn't have said. He thought he could hide it from the world, but he didn't know that there is a saying in this world called ginger or old spicy.

What's more, who is Kangxi? He ascended the throne at the age of eight, except for Ao Baiping, who has been sitting on the dragon chair for so many years. What he is best at is playing tricks. Otherwise, she wouldn't dig a hole and put I buried myself in it.

After hearing this, Mrs. Huang patted the back of her daughter's hand lightly.There was some worry in his eyes: "Although the emperor is majestic, he is also a benevolent monarch. You should respect him like an emperor, and love him like your husband. Don't be too stubborn in everything. This is the kind of husband and wife." way."

In the following time, Wang Miheng was taught a lot of things in a force-feeding manner. Apart from the way of husband and wife, there was even some so-called knowledge.

Seeing his mother pretending to be calm and stuffing a brand new set of albums into her hands, Wang Miheng's face turned red all of a sudden. The action was dispelled.

Although she has lived for two lives, she has never had any substantive contact with a man, at most she just held hands and hugged her, so when her own mother suddenly made such a move, Wang Miheng only felt that the sky was rolling with thunder, and her face was full of embarrassment. .

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Huang finally had some smiles in her eyes: "Mier, you have grown up, and you are going to marry into the royal family. Naturally, you have to take on the mission of carrying on the family line for the royal family. When you have your own children, your majesty Naturally, I will treat you differently."

Wang Miheng tried his best to swallow the words that came to his mouth, but he had already started to slander in his heart, saying that the emperor was the 72nd concubine of the Sixth Court of the Third Palace, would he still care about a woman because of the child?

If it is Kangxi who just got married, Wang Miheng thinks this possibility is still very high. However, I am afraid that even he himself can't count how many princes and princesses there are in Kangxi. And care about a woman?

Believe it or not, she doesn't believe it anyway.

Perhaps because of Huang's interruption, Wang Miheng was not so depressed.

She knew that she would never be able to fulfill the demands of her mother, but she also understood that once she entered the palace, she must be favored by Kangxi, not for anything else, just to keep herself alive.

Niangqin has a good saying, she is not from a high family background and is a Han Chinese, so she cannot be compared with those women from the Eight Banners who have a prominent family background. If Kangxi can pamper her, it is okay, but if not, she may not be able to use this little life How long did it take to explain it.

Therefore, the first thing she has to do is to get Kangxi's favor, whether it is pet or love, as long as there is a talisman.

Early the next morning, just after breakfast, the sedan chair to welcome her arrived outside the door.

Wang Miheng knelt down in front of his parents, kowtowed, and said his final farewell with tears in his eyes: "Father, mother, my daughter is gone, you take care of yourself."

"Mier!" Huang's face was already full of tears, and she hugged her daughter in her arms. After her daughter left, she might never see her again for the rest of her life. Whether it was good or bad, she had no news at all. Know.

Wang Miheng buried her head in her mother's arms, inhaling the familiar fragrance deeply, "Mother, don't worry, Mier will keep those words in her heart, and she will definitely take good care of herself."

At the moment of parting, her nose couldn't help but feel sore, but she could only say a few words of relief.

Wang Guozheng, who had been silent for a long time, finally said: "Remember to serve the emperor with all your heart, and being with you is like being with a tiger, so you must not be careless."

"Yes, my daughter respects my father's instruction." Wang Miheng replied solemnly in a crisp voice.

When going out, Huang shoved a bundle into Wang Miheng's hand, showing a bit of pity on his face: "This is driven out overnight for my mother, you can't sit still on weekdays, how can you have time to embroider and marry yourself?" Clothes?"

Although he knew she would not need it at all, Wang Miheng still took it for his mother's peace of mind.In fact, my mother probably also knows that she won't be able to wear it in this life, it's just a little wish for her daughter to get married.

Ordinary people get married, they all have to: Na Cai, ask the name, Na Ji, Na Zheng, ask for a date, welcome in person, and complete the six rituals.But Wang Miheng knew that when he met Kangxi, he would at most be carried in a small sedan chair through the side door of the Forbidden City, and then be placed in a corner and wait for Kangxi to think about it one day.

So, this wedding dress will probably be pressed under the box by her and she will never see it for the rest of her life, right?

Fortunately, she had already made up her mind that she only regarded Kangxi as her boss, and she was just a little secret. Even if she was unspoken, it was just to make her life better. Don't expect too much.

It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she knows in her heart that if she talks about feelings with the emperor, she just waits for herself to be abused!
She never thought of herself as the kind of masochist, so instead of masochistic, she should think about how to make herself feel better as much as possible.

The moment she got into the sedan chair, Wang Miheng knew that she would leave the place where she had lived for more than ten years.She raised her hand, intending to lift the car curtain, but in the end she lowered her hand, thus giving up an excellent and only opportunity.

(End of this chapter)