Jian Zhu, who was on the front lines of the palace intrigue, had a dream shortly before going into labor.
Her little prince became the eldest son of the emperor, while the precious legitimate heir would soon die of illness.
Jian Zhu didn't take it seriously. The Crown Prince's legitimate son was still full of life.
How could you take a dream for the truth?
A few days later, reality slapped her in the face.
The legitimate heir died of illness, and her own child was given the name Yin Ti, just as in the dream.
Jian Zhu: [Gasp!]
In the dream, Yin Ti was stripped of his title and imprisoned for the rest of his life!
Jian Zhu: Forget palace intrigue. I'm going to focus on raising my child and make sure he doesn't end up with a miserable life.
After dreaming that her son would grow up to be a great general, Jian Zhu put down her rouge and powder and had the palace servants set up punching bags in the courtyard.
Yin Ti: Beneath the rod, a filial son is born. Mother says go east, so I wouldn't dare go west.
Kangxi: I rather like Consort Hui's muscular physique~
Theme: Let children grow up in a loving environment
