Yinreng's Crown Prince Group Chat (Qing Dynasty Transmigration)

Seeking saves for my upcoming novel, Can Qianlong Hear My Thoughts~ xoxo~ Blurb: Shi Jing woke up one day transmigrated to the Qing Dynasty, where she became the principal wife of Crown Prince Yinreng: Lady Shi, the crown princess who would see the crown prince deposed twice and reinstated twice. She married at twenty. The women in the Crown Prince's Palace were so numerous, it was practically a den of indulgence. At twenty-two, she gave birth to a daughter. The crown prince seemed to have been turned gay, and became a wife-beater. From thirty-four to thirty-eight, she endured the ups and downs of being deposed, reinstated, and deposed again, before being imprisoned until her death. Two years later, her only daughter was sent to marry into the Mongolian royal family. As a seasoned transmigrator, Shi Jing had no intention of living such a hellish life. So on their wedding night, she and Yinreng did nothing but chat in an online group. The group was a spoils-of-transmigration prize Shi Jing had brought with her from a previous life. It was called [The Cannon Fodder Crown Princes Group]. Behind Yinreng's back, Shi Jing made him an account, secretly added him to the group, then posted a few updates on his social feed for him before going invisible. Yinreng felt a little out of place when he first joined the group. He was the Emperor's favored son, the crown prince treasured by his father. How could he possibly be cannon fodder? Yinreng: "You're cannon fodder, not me!" Yang Yong, Crown Prince of the Sui Dynasty, sneered. "Who wasn't once a precious darling? I merely loved luxury, which displeased my father. Then I offended my mother by favoring a concubine over my wife, and on top of that, I had a younger brother who loved putting on an act. That's how they drove me to suicide." Yinreng took a hit to the knee: he ticked every box. Li Chengqian, Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, chuckled. "Who wants to be cannon fodder? My father turned against me after I started sleeping with men." Yinreng raised his sleeve: at least he hadn't gone that far. Then he looked at Fusu and Liu Ju, Crown Prince of the Han Dynasty, and was utterly baffled. "You two are the textbook good examples. How did you end up here?" They answered in unison: "Our power was too great, so our fathers grew wary of us." Yinreng broke into a cold sweat: he suddenly thought of Suo'etu. The last one was Zhu Biao, Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, whom he knew. "You died of illness. Why are you here too?" Zhu Biao looked at him. "I'm the comparison character." Yinreng: ... From then on, Yinreng became hopelessly addicted to chatting in the group. Concubines, the crown prince's faction, none of it mattered to him. He left it all to his crown princess to handle. Kangxi was moved to tears: his son had finally grown up after getting married. The imperial consorts gazed starry-eyed: one husband, one wife? We envy the crown princess so much! The princes fumed: before marriage, he was like Yang Yong. After marriage, he was like Zhu Biao. How were they supposed to compete? P.S. No nitpicking over historical accuracy, and thanks for your understanding. Upcoming novel blurb: In the third year of Qianlong's reign, a bolt of heavenly lightning turned E Wan into the grandniece of Grand Secretary E'ertai. She transmigrated and entered the palace selection on the very same day. As expected, she was eliminated. When her name tablet was set aside, the emperor gave his reason: "Too young." E Wan took this to mean her age, but her family ordered her to get breast implants. In the tenth year of Qianlong's reign, her great-uncle E'ertai died, and the Xilin Gioro family was about to face a reckoning. With her breast implants a success, E Wan entered the palace selection for the second time, carrying the last hope of her entire clan. Her target had also shifted from the emperor to one of his sons. She thought lowering her expectations would bring a better result. Who knew the emperor would glance at the roster and immediately say no? He reluctantly offered a reason: "Too old." E Wan stamped her feet inwardly: I told you it was about my age, not my chest. The next moment, the emperor set down the roster and looked straight at her... Years later, the Xilin Gioro family had not only escaped a reckoning, but produced an empress. Theme: A prodigal who turns over a new leaf is worth more than gold.