Qing Yan needs to calm down. Transmigrating is one thing, but becoming an infant? Is this a joke? When she was three years old, she met a jade-carved little boy. Qing Yan's eyes immediately lit...
At the city gate, the princes stood in a line, waiting for the imperial carriage to arrive. They were dressed in court robes and looked nervous. The women standing behind them had lost their usual cheerfulness and their faces were slightly stiff.
The women were discussing which noblewoman should be sent to approach Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen.
As everyone discussed the matter, the imperial carriage slowly came into view.
Emperor Kangxi's carriage passed through the city gate first, and the princes' carriages gradually left until everyone's carriages disappeared from sight.
"Little darling, do you see those princes?" Yin asked, turning his head.
Qingyan nodded. The number of people who came this year was significantly more than last time. However, some of them looked very displeased.
"Is there something wrong with these people?" Qingyan asked curiously.
"Of course not, most of them are princes, but a few came from Mongolia!" Yin's face turned somewhat ugly.
"Why would even Mongolian princes come?" Qingyan asked curiously.
"It should be for the sake of several princesses of marriageable age in the palace!" Yin said directly.
Qingyan found it absurd; it turned out that these people wouldn't let go of any opportunity in order to arrange a marriage.
"Little darling, are you ready? Those wives might need you to make contact with the princesses," Yin said with a sneer.
The wives of the princes would not let any opportunity slip by, so they would keep trying to persuade him.
"Everything is ready. We've left for the other courtyard, and we should be able to rest for a while!" Qingyan sighed helplessly.
Since becoming the primary consort, such incidents have been frequent; there are always people who appear at inopportune times.
Upon arriving at the villa, just as the three children were settled, Su Zhu came to report that Prince Yu and his wife had arrived.
Yin and Qingyan exchanged a glance and gave each other a bitter smile. They weren't even given a chance to catch their breath!
"Let's go," Qingyan said helplessly.
“The wife of Prince Yu is a noblewoman from Mongolia, so her visit this time must be related to her family.” Yin was also helpless. The wife of Prince Yu was known for her fierceness, so even Prince Yu had a hard time persuading her.
Qingyan nodded, somewhat prepared.
The two entered the flower hall one after the other. Yin noticed that Prince Yu looked much older than before; in just one year, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.
"Fourth Prince, Fourth Princess!" Prince Yu and his wife bowed slightly to Yinhe Qingyan.
"You're too kind!" Yin quickly went over to help them up. They were princes with iron caps, and in principle, their status was higher than his.
Yin is a prince, and these hereditary princes need to be treated with special courtesy.
"Little Darling, you stay with the primary consort and go to the flower hall next door. This place is for me and the Prince!" Yin said directly.
"Princess Consort, please come with me to the other side." Qingyan obeyed Yin's arrangement and left directly with the Princess Consort of Prince Yu.
Inside the flower hall, after Qingyan and the wife of Prince Yu took their seats, both of them felt somewhat awkward.
"Princess Consort of Prince Yu, what brings you here today?" Qingyan asked curiously. Prince Yu must have come with his wife for some special reason.
The princess gave an awkward smile; she had indeed come to ask for a favor.
"Fourth Princess Consort, I really have a favor to ask of you this time!" the Princess Consort said directly.
Qingyan held his teacup, took a sip, and listened to the complaints of the Princess Consort of Prince Yu.
As Yin had expected, the maternal family of Prince Yu's wife came to their door, hoping to get help from Prince Yu's wife.
At the city gate, the princes stood in a line, waiting for the imperial carriage to arrive. They were dressed in court robes and looked nervous. The women standing behind them had lost their usual cheerfulness and their faces were slightly stiff.
The women were discussing which noblewoman should be sent to approach Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen.
As everyone discussed the matter, the imperial carriage slowly came into view.
Emperor Kangxi's carriage passed through the city gate first, and the princes' carriages gradually left until everyone's carriages disappeared from sight.
"Little darling, do you see those princes?" Yin asked, turning his head.
Qingyan nodded. The number of people who came this year was significantly more than last time. However, some of them looked very displeased.
"Is there something wrong with these people?" Qingyan asked curiously.
"Of course not, most of them are princes, but a few came from Mongolia!" Yin's face turned somewhat ugly.
"Why would even Mongolian princes come?" Qingyan asked curiously.
"It should be for the sake of several princesses of marriageable age in the palace!" Yin said directly.
Qingyan found it absurd; it turned out that these people wouldn't let go of any opportunity in order to arrange a marriage.
"Little darling, are you ready? Those wives might need you to make contact with the princesses," Yin said with a sneer.
The wives of the princes would not let any opportunity slip by, so they would keep trying to persuade him.
"Everything is ready. We've left for the other courtyard, and we should be able to rest for a while!" Qingyan sighed helplessly.
Since becoming the primary consort, such incidents have been frequent; there are always people who appear at inopportune times.
Upon arriving at the villa, just as the three children were settled, Su Zhu came to report that Prince Yu and his wife had arrived.
Yin and Qingyan exchanged a glance and gave each other a bitter smile. They weren't even given a chance to catch their breath!
"Let's go," Qingyan said helplessly.
“The wife of Prince Yu is a noblewoman from Mongolia, so her visit this time must be related to her family.” Yin was also helpless. The wife of Prince Yu was known for her fierceness, so even Prince Yu had a hard time persuading her.
Qingyan nodded, somewhat prepared.
The two entered the flower hall one after the other. Yin noticed that Prince Yu looked much older than before; in just one year, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.
"Fourth Prince, Fourth Princess!" Prince Yu and his wife bowed slightly to Yinhe Qingyan.
"You're too kind!" Yin quickly went over to help them up. They were princes with iron caps, and in principle, their status was higher than his.
Yin is a prince, and these hereditary princes need to be treated with special courtesy.
"Little Darling, you stay with the primary consort and go to the flower hall next door. This place is for me and the Prince!" Yin said directly.
"Princess Consort, please come with me to the other side." Qingyan obeyed Yin's arrangement and left directly with the Princess Consort of Prince Yu.
Inside the flower hall, after Qingyan and the wife of Prince Yu took their seats, both of them felt somewhat awkward.
"Princess Consort of Prince Yu, what brings you here today?" Qingyan asked curiously. Prince Yu must have come with his wife for some special reason.
The princess gave an awkward smile; she had indeed come to ask for a favor.
"Fourth Princess Consort, I really have a favor to ask of you this time!" the Princess Consort said directly.
Qingyan held his teacup, took a sip, and listened to the complaints of the Princess Consort of Prince Yu.
As Yin had expected, the maternal family of Prince Yu's wife came to their door, hoping to get help from Prince Yu's wife.