To break the fate that condemned the Crown Prince to die in confinement, a thousand-year veteran agent was trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation.
Gentle attempts to save him were all in vain, so she decided to overturn the laws of Heaven itself.
In one stroke, she defied fate and forced the emperor to carry and give birth to a child himself.
Suspicion and coldness gave way to tenderness and devotion to family, and the struggle among the nine princes for the throne faded away.
The most outrageous plan brought about the most perfect golden age, filled with warmth.
"I'm a top-performing employee with a perfect record for a thousand years, yet I keep failing here! This time, I refuse to believe it!"
"Auspicious signs and dreams aren't working, so I'll make you give birth yourself! There's got to be a difference between a child who's your own and one you give birth to yourself!"
The little Crown Prince looked at the Third Prince, still swaddled in his blankets, and suddenly realized he didn't have a younger brother of his own. He pouted. He felt wronged and wanted a little brother.
The little Crown Prince quietly went over to his busy parents and gave Kangxi a pleading look. That expectant gaze left Kangxi no choice but to put down the memorial he was reading.
"Father, I want a little brother. You and Imperial Mother should give me one."
Crack! A valuable cup shattered in two. Kangxi's brow twitched, and his palms itched with the urge to smack his son.
Kangxi took a deep breath and held back his anger as he soothed him. "Be good, Baocheng. Why do you suddenly want a little brother? Don't you already have your Third Brother?"
The little Crown Prince shook his head. "The Third Brother isn't my real little brother. He's no fun. I want a real little brother."
"Father, give me a real little brother to play with."
Kangxi's face darkened the instant he heard those words.
Good-looking, very good-looking
Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking