On New Year's Eve, the Yuanmingyuan Garden was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. The servants all changed into red New Year's clothes. Yinzhi's family wore court robes, while Batu Buhe changed into the court robes of a Mongolian prince. The group traveled to Changchun Garden in two carriages.

The twins felt a little awkward looking at Batu Buhe's court attire.

"Why do you all see it that way? It makes me feel uncomfortable all over!" Batubuhe said helplessly.

“Who isn’t? Even I feel terrible. But what do you think?” Yiken spread his hands. “Are you really going to the Court of Colonial Affairs tomorrow?”

Since the Lunar New Year, Mongolian princes or their primary wives have been visiting the Yuanmingyuan Garden, all urging Batubuhe to spend the New Year at the Court of Colonial Affairs.

“I asked my father, and he said I can go to the Court of Colonial Affairs at noon on the first day of the month. At other times, I can stay in the garden with you.” Batu Buhe didn’t like going to the Court of Colonial Affairs.

Yin and Huricha discussed it and decided it would be better to send him to the Court of Colonial Affairs. This year, all the Mongolian leaders had come to celebrate the New Year, and if Batubuhe didn't go, it might cause some problems.

"Yes, you must be careful when you go there yourself." Yiken'e always felt that Batubuhe was a bit too careless, and if he wasn't careful, he would be taken advantage of.

"Don't worry, I'm Sesame Bun," Batubuhe said in a low voice.

The twins burst into laughter. Qingyan and the other two were like sesame buns, white on the outside but filled with sesame seeds on the inside.

"I'll wait for you to come back, and we'll go to Guo Luomafa's mansion together," Yiken'e said quickly.

Batubuhe nodded, and as the children talked, the carriage slowly came to a stop.

Yin carried Hafeng off the carriage first, followed closely by Qingyan, with Suzhu and Sulan on either side of her.

"Good girl, take Hutulifengshengzhalafen to Grandmother Huang's place. Remember, don't pay attention to those Mongolian wives. Batubuhe will be there on the first day of the month." Yin had heard a lot about the wives visiting the garden these past few days; they were all there to persuade Qingyan.

Batumuhe was raised by them, and the women of Mongolia did not want him to get too close to them, fearing that the child would be spoiled.

In the Empress Dowager's courtyard, the princes' primary wives arrived first, and Lady Yin Genjueluo, with her children, sat in the second seat on the left.

The Crown Princess sat in the lower left seat as always. Although the Crown Prince's position was unstable, no one dared to offend him. As long as the Eastern Palace had not been moved out of the palace, it proved that Kangxi had not given up.

"Greetings to Empress Dowager/Grandma Angguma!" Qingyan, accompanied by Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen, paid his respects to the Empress Dowager.

The wives were somewhat shocked to see that Qingyan hadn't even brought Hafeng.

"Good boy, where is Hafeng?" the Empress Dowager asked directly.

"I followed the master to the main hall. Grandma, I brought Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen with me." Qingyan kept an eye on the actions of the Mongolian wives.

"Please sit down." The Empress Dowager beckoned to Hutulifengsheng Zhalafen, inviting her to come to her side.

"Anguma Mama." Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen directly started to act coquettishly towards the Empress Dowager.

Seeing that the Empress Dowager greatly favored Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen, the Mongol wives dared not speak first, for they had previously caused a disturbance at the Yuanmingyuan, resulting in their husbands being reprimanded by Emperor Kangxi several times.

"The fourth prince's wife is here. Are you all ready now?" The Empress Dowager quickly spoke up when she saw the several wives looking hesitant.

Upon hearing the Empress Dowager's order, the Mongol wives quickly turned their attention to Qingyan.

"Fourth Princess Consort, you should have advised the Prince to go to the Court of Colonial Affairs. On the first day of the month, everyone should have been on night watch together." The Right Wing Prince's wife quickly interjected, "The Left Wing Prince is gone, and Batu Buhe is the successor. Even if he cannot make decisions, the Prince should have appeared in person."

“Batubuhe is prepared to appear, but... he will go there at noon on the first day of the new year. The Lifan Yuan (Court of Colonial Affairs) will need to discuss this at the dinner table during the New Year celebrations. Huricha will represent Batubuhe.” Qingyan flatly refused.

The Mongol wives dared not say more. The Fourth Princess had already relented. If they were to push their luck any further, their lives would certainly become difficult.

"Good boy, has the fourth prince relented?" the Empress Dowager asked Qingyan.

“That’s right, Hu Richa. The Left Wing Prince doesn’t have many backup plans left. Batu Buhe must grow up as quickly as possible,” Qingyan said with a smile.

Yesterday, Yin and Qingyan discussed it and found that it would be best to have Batu Buhe attend various occasions as much as possible.

“Right now, Batubuhe is in deep mourning, so he can only eat vegetarian food,” Qingyan stated directly.

The wives of the Right Wing Prince laughed awkwardly. They wore sets of ruby ​​headdresses, and according to the rules of the Qing Dynasty, the women of the Right Wing Prince's tribe were supposed to observe mourning.

"Alright, all of these need to be prepared for him. When Batu Buhe goes there, remember to prepare vegetarian food for him. The vegetarian food from the Court of Colonial Affairs might not be good enough." The Empress Dowager disapproved of the behavior of the Right Wing Prince's wife and others, and thus chose to slap them in the face.

"Yes!" Qingyan quickly replied.

In Qingyan's view, the Mongol wives were just there to cause trouble; no wonder the Empress Dowager had such a strong opinion of them.

Qingyan wore a faint smile, preparing to provoke these wives when necessary.

"Fourth Princess Consort, I heard that you can go back to your parents' home for three days during the New Year?" Since Qingyan was not cooperating, the Mongolian Princess Consort Qiaochu certainly wouldn't let go of any opportunity.

“On the grasslands, it’s difficult for us to even go back to our parents’ home, but you can go back and stay for a few days right here. It seems you’re living a pretty good life,” the princess consort of the Right Wing Prince’s tribe mocked.

“You can go back often on ordinary days, but we can’t. We can only go back for a few days during the New Year.” Qingyan sneered.

Upon hearing Qingyan's answer, Lady Yin Genjue secretly gave her a thumbs up.

"Fourth Prince's wife's words are a bit excessive." The Right Wing Prince's wife looked at Qingyan, a cold glint in her eyes.

“What’s wrong with that? Everyone goes to their parents’ home at different times. Do you want to take every opportunity to go back?” Qingyan looked at the wives.

Their words had a hidden meaning, but Qingyan resolutely refused to compromise.

They hinted to the wives that the banquet was somewhat disorderly, and the princes' primary wives seemed not to hear them at all, not even uttering a word.

“Isn’t that so?” The Right Wing Prince’s wife looked at the Eighth Prince’s wife, Lady Gioro.

"Fourth Sister-in-law is right. The time for people to return to their parents' home varies from place to place, so there's no need to compare like this." For the first time, Eighth Princess Consort stood on Qingyan's side.

Qingyan An'an was surprised that the Eighth Prince's wife was actually by her side. In the past, they had always been on opposite sides.

"It seems that all the wives think that what the Fourth Prince's wife did was right?" The Right Prince's wife sneered. These wives were all the same; they all had a strong desire for control.

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