On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Changchun Garden became extremely lively. After the main festival, everyone would be busy again.

Qingyan and her twins began preparing for the second day of the second lunar month. Hutulifengsheng and Zhalafen were able to help with whatever they could, which put Qingyan at ease. She was even more relieved that her daughters could do better.

"Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen, everything for the festival needs to be prepared. Here is the list. You need to make sure the stewards are ready, understand?" Qingyan handed the list to her daughter.

Yiken'e sat to the side, listening to his mother's instructions to his younger sister, waiting to be able to help her out.

"Yiken'e, you are in charge of the guest list. Now, go to the study and have your father compile the guest list." Qingyan entrusted this important responsibility to his son.

The twins were able to divide the work and cooperate. Yiken'e listened to Qingyan's words and left the palace directly.

"Mother, are all the Mongolian women invited to the banquet?" Hutulifengsheng Zhalafen disliked the women very much; they were all very arrogant and even looked at the royal women with contempt.

Even the princesses in the palace would avoid the Mongolian women, especially when the Mongolian women entered the palace and saw the princesses; their gazes were quite strange.

“Yes, they are living in the Court of Colonial Affairs, we cannot… we absolutely cannot treat them lightly,” Qingyan quickly said.

Hutulifengshengzhalafen stuck out his tongue, hoping that the Mongolian women would leave as soon as possible, and that they would gradually leave when spring plowing began.

The royal family would personally go to the spring plowing, and at that time, no one would have time to entertain them.

Three days later, Qingyan brought her daughter into Changchun Garden. Consort Tong was also having a headache. The women of the Mongol tribe all handed over their nameplates, saying they wanted to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager, but Consort Tong refused them all.

"Mother, are you writing invitations today?" Qingyan rarely hid anything from Consort Tong, and directly said that she didn't know how to make a list.

"No need to invite anyone this year, they can all come to Changchun Garden," Consort Tong said directly.

Qingyan looked at Consort Tong in surprise. In previous years, her biggest headache was arranging gatherings for the women. If it was always the same old play, everyone would find it boring. As the hosts, if they didn't entertain the ladies of the court well, the concubines would complain. Occasionally, the Empress Dowager would hear the Mongolian wives' complaints and, for Yanmian's sake, she would have no choice but to reprimand them.

When the imperial wives saw the Mongol wives, they all seemed to give them a wide berth.

"Mother, has something happened?" Qingyan asked Consort Tong.

Consort Tong nodded. The matter concerning the Court of Colonial Affairs had caused quite a stir, and rumors were circulating throughout the capital that the death of the Left Prince had an ulterior motive. She hoped that Emperor Kangxi could thoroughly investigate the matter.

During the Lunar New Year, the Mongolian wives caused quite a stir, giving Consort Tong a headache.

The twins were shocked when they heard Consort Tong's words. It turned out that the rumors circulating outside were true, and things weren't going well for Granny Ma.

"The Mongol princesses will be coming over soon. Yiken'e, take your sister and brother to the Empress Dowager's palace. Remember, no matter what sounds you hear, you are not allowed to come out." Consort Tong instructed Yiken'e and then had Shuzhu follow them.

As Qingyan watched the children's retreating figures, the smile on her face vanished. If it weren't for a thorny issue, Consort Tong wouldn't have allowed the children to leave first.

"Little darling, you need to work with the eldest son's wife, the fifth son's wife, the ninth son's wife, and the fourteenth son's wives to deal with the Mongolian wives as soon as possible. These women have huge appetites. Remember the only bottom line: no more third-generation princesses are allowed to marry into Mongolia." Consort Tong remembered Kangxi's instructions.

Both of his daughters, who were born of the main line, were to stay in the capital. Emperor Kangxi did not want his granddaughters to suffer there again.

"Mother, is this really going to work?" Qingyan asked doubtfully.

The Mongol princesses have been causing trouble time and time again, all for the sake of gaining some benefits.

"The fact that they wore red and green during the mourning period would be something that would make the people below despise them, but the Mongol princesses were so bold as to ignore it all," Consort Tong remarked.

As soon as she finished speaking, Shu Rong entered with her four wives. After Qing Yan greeted her sisters-in-law, she sent Songkelierha and Duoxihun away.

Not long after noon, the Mongolian wives entered first, led by two of Emperor Kangxi's concubines.

"Greetings to Consort Tong." Consort Xin stood in the hall and respectfully greeted Consort Tong.

"Consort Xin, what brings you two here?" Emperor Kangxi rarely met with the Mongol concubines, but this year, during the New Year, he was able to meet with them. The leaders had all gathered, and Kangxi was too embarrassed to say it behind their backs.

"Sister Consort, we came with our wives." Consort Xin's eyes were filled with helplessness, while Consort Tong looked at the two of them with a hint of sympathy.

The Mongol wives didn't understand the hidden meaning in Consort Xin's words; their faces were full of joy. Being able to say a few good words to Consort Tong would save them a lot of trouble.

Consort Tong looked down at the Mongolian wives, whose eyes gleamed with shrewdness, and they were startled, beginning to calculate how much they wanted.

Qingyan noticed that the Mongolian wives were crowding around Consort Tong, hoping to arrange for several of the palace princesses to marry into Mongolian families.

“Your Majesty, our tribes are all excellent. If the princesses in the palace wish to be married, please consider the princes of our tribes first,” said Consort Xin’s sister-in-law with a proud expression.

Consort Xin's face darkened. Before the Lunar New Year, Emperor Kangxi had warned her that if she dared to interfere with her family's schemes against the princesses in the palace, she could be moved to the Cold Palace after the New Year.

After entering the palace, although she didn't have many imperial favors, she was able to make her life better within the tribe.

After the wives arrived, the first thing they did was to inform Consort Xin that there were several eligible princes in the family, and they hoped to have a few princesses with them.

During the New Year period, Consort Xin did not budge, which greatly annoyed the other wives.

"Hehe, why are you discussing this with me? This is a matter of the previous dynasty, and women are not allowed to interfere, Consort Xin!" Consort Tong looked at Consort Xin. "Have you even forgotten the palace rules? Go back and copy the palace rules 100 times. You will be confined to your quarters for three months. The confinement will begin after the first month of the lunar calendar."

"Yes!" Consort Xin obediently agreed. Consort Tong's words saved her a lot of trouble.

Consort Xin had sent her attendants early on to inform Consort Tong what the Mongol wives wanted.