Borjigit Suningna, daughter of a Mongolian prince, was skilled at riding and archery, and especially adept with a whip.
She had lived freely and happily in Mongolia, but one day she was betrothed by imperial decree to Kangxi's tenth son, Yinsi.
Remembering how history had judged the Tenth Prince, Suningna made her whip crack through the air.
The earth-shaking brotherly bond between those three men had nothing to do with her. But if they showed even the slightest intention of lowering her quality of life, she would make sure the Tenth Prince learned exactly why flowers were so red.
After all, their marriage had been arranged by Kangxi, and she was from Mongolia. Her position as the Tenth Prince's consort was practically welded to her, so she had nothing to fear.
Little skit:
The first time
The Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince: "Come on, Tenth Brother. Let's go to a restaurant."
The Tenth Prince, blushing slightly: "I'm afraid my purse is a little light."
The second time
The Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince: "Come on, Tenth Brother. Let's go see a play."
The Tenth Prince, perfectly composed: "My consort keeps a tight rein on me. I'm broke."
The third time
The Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince: "Come on, Tenth Brother. Let's go have tea."
The Tenth Prince, grinning cheekily: "How about you two lend me some first? I don't need much, just seventy or eighty thousand taels."
The Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince, who lent him money and never got it back: "..."
They would never call him Tenth Brother again.
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