Hundreds of years later, Aisin-Gioro Yinsi, the biggest loser in the battle among the nine princes, crawled out of the ground and discovered that the Qing Dynasty had fallen.
Yinsi, now living under the name Ying Qiao, enjoyed a peaceful, uneventful life. Every now and then, he went on missions with others, caught ghosts and monsters, and burned paper offerings for his mother and the rest of his family.
Still, he had one regret in his heart. “In the end, it was Eighth Brother who let you down, Ninth Brother.”
Back in the Kangxi era, Yinsi decided not to fight for the throne. He would be a truly carefree prince and protect his brothers, making sure Ninth Brother and the others lived comfortably and safely for the rest of their lives.
But... why was this Qing Dynasty so strange?
“May I ask who you are, miss?”
“My father is Lin Ruhai, the salt commissioner of Yangzhou.”
What? Lin Daiyu?!
And an older sister named Lan Qier?
There’s a low-ranking palace consort who will become Jia Yuanchun, the Worthy Consort?
The Seventh Prince’s sister-in-law is Maertai Ruoxi?
And the Sixth Prince, who should have died young, is alive and well, making a fuss about wanting to marry Lin Daiyu?
This shouldn’t be a battle among nine princes. It should be ten princes playing mahjong!
Yinsi put on an awkward but polite smile, while deep down he was reeling and dragging over a little stool to munch on sunflower seeds and watch the drama unfold.
He never expected someone to hear every word of his inner thoughts.
“Want this blessing for yourself?”
“I’m going to join Fourth Brother’s faction.”
“I’ve been rained on, so I’m going to rip up everyone else’s umbrella too.”
“Fourth Brother, oh, Fourth Brother, I’m not fighting you for the throne anymore.”
“Who said that? Step forward!”
The writing is very good and the writing style is delicate. I really like it. 😘 😘 The author, please give me a boost and update it.