[Qing Transmigration] The Group-Pampered Daily Life of the Seventh Prince

To suppress the Revolt of the Three Feudatories, Kangxi led his ministers in a ritual to offer sacrifices to Heaven and pray for the Eight Banner Army.

Golden Virtue Star Lord looked at the white-bearded old man on the shrine, then looked down at himself. It was time for these mortals to witness his true beauty.

In the nineteenth year of Kangxi, Consort Tong gave birth to the Seventh Prince, Yin You.

Golden Virtue Star Lord… now the Seventh Prince, was born as lovely as carved jade, intelligent and precocious. On the surface, he was a little “sticky rice ball” whom everyone loved, but inside dwelt the soul of a War God.

The Seventh Prince puffed out his tiny chest: “I am the Great Qing’s most valiant Batulu! From now on, I will be the one to protect Wuku Mama!”

The Grand Empress Dowager was delighted, pinching his chubby, bun-like face. “My little Seventh is truly a filial and good child.”

The Seventh Prince extended a short leg and kicked the rockery in the Imperial Garden. “This stone can’t take a hit; it collapsed with just one kick from me.”

The Imperial Noble Consort pressed a hand to her forehead. “As expected, all that ‘intelligent and precocious’ stuff was an illusion. Consanguineous marriages really do produce fools.”

The Seventh Prince, brandishing a Seven-Star Sword taller than himself, chased after several imperial guards, shouting, “Don’t let my cuteness fool you! I can take on eight guys like you at once!”

Kangxi stood not far away, watching intently for a long time, lost in thought…

…

At that time, Yin You was two and a half years old. After lunch, he could still put away three large plates of tea snacks.

Fire Virtue Star Lord couldn’t stand it anymore and sent him a message via Divine Sense: “Do you really think you came down to the mortal realm just to show off your talent and beauty? Don’t forget, your mission is to use knowledge (zhīshì) to change—”

“Cheese? I heard Mr. Nan (Nan Huairen) mention it; we call it ‘ru-lao’ here.” The little ball couldn’t help but slurp back his drool. “It’s delicious!”

“!!!”

Guide for Readers:

1.
The Imperial Noble Consort has transmigrated into the book; the male lead is her son (Private setting, pay attention!).

2.
There is no struggle for the throne; everyone is doing fine!

3.
Focuses on raising the child; no palace intrigue.