In the evening, after having dinner, the group will go to the movie star's place.

Throughout the journey, Yin's carriage was shrouded in darkness, which made Qingyan somewhat worried, as he rarely showed her such an expression.

"Fourth Sister, eat some fruit!" Yin said with a stern face, and Qingyan's heart immediately jumped. She realized that she had offended Yin, so she quickly began to fawn over him.

He turned his head and saw her rosy cheeks and the happy look in her big, watery eyes. He couldn't bring himself to say anything to her.

Today, Qingyan was like a little bird released from its cage, playing happily. Within the capital, Wan'er rarely had the opportunity to relax and enjoy the outdoors.

Seeing that Yin ignored her, she quickly put down the fruit plate in her hand, grabbed Yin's sleeve with both little hands, and started swaying it from side to side. Although she was complaining in her heart, she still silently endured it.

However, it seemed that he was not going to let her go. His thin lips were tightly pursed, showing no sign of relaxation.

"Fourth Brother, did I do something wrong?" Qingyan looked at Yin with confusion, thinking about the brat's bad temper.

Yin's stubbornness was giving her a headache. Wasn't Yongzheng supposed to be an ice block? Why did he act like a child in front of her?

OMG!

Qingyan sighed, realizing she had to appease Yin's temper before going to bed tonight, or she'd really have a headache.

"Little darling, if you squeeze into crowded places and get kidnapped, or if something happens, what will I do?" Yin looked at Qingyan with annoyance. He was angry with himself, and a sense of exhaustion rose from the bottom of his heart.

Qingyan nestled her small body into Yin's arms, and he felt her warmth, finally putting his mind at ease.

"Fourth Sister, I was wrong." Qingyan understood that Yin cared about her. In the past few years, he hadn't had a chance to go out and play. Now that he was finally allowed to, how could he possibly give it up?

Moreover, Consort Tong would always be by Qingyan's side, and the two of them, one big and one small, had a great time playing together.

"Isn't Your Highness with me?" Consort Tong has shadow guards given to her by Emperor Kangxi, and no matter what the Dharma God does, these people will not let them get into danger.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin became angry. Even though Consort Tong had been taking care of Qingyan the whole time, he felt a lot of dissatisfaction.

"My little darling, your mother will definitely be punished by Father Emperor." Yin looked at Qingyan and pinched her fair cheek as punishment.

Immediately, Qingyan pouted and looked at Yin innocently, never expecting that Yin was so ruthless that he would resort to violence.

"Fourth Brother, you're so disgusting!" Qingyan's cheeks were pinched out of shape by Yin, and his words were no longer as clear as usual.

"Haha," Yin laughed heartily, and Su Peisheng and Su Lan, who were guarding the tent entrance for their two masters, were finally completely relieved. "Don't do this again next time."

Yin recalled the plan that Kangxi had mentioned during dinner. Tomorrow, the four of them would disguise themselves and go to the temple fair. Kangxi had already selected four men from the Dragon Guard and Phoenix Guard who were similar in height and build to them, waiting for the best opportunity to wipe out the rebels in the Northwest in one fell swoop.

"Fourth Prince, are we not allowed to go out tomorrow?" Qingyan didn't understand Kangxi's order. She felt a little sad. People are indeed all ambitious. She went out once and was waiting for the next time.

“No, we’ll disguise ourselves and go out. The Dragon Guards and Phoenix Guards will also disguise themselves as us.” When Kangxi asked Yin to go out, he had to speak Chinese. “However, tomorrow we will speak Manchu the entire time.”

Qingyan's Manchu speaking skills were excellent. Under the Qing Dynasty's instructions, he spoke Manchu, and the people did not think much of it.

"Huh?!" Qingyan frowned, Manchu was her Achilles' heel.

In the capital, one rarely had the opportunity to speak Manchu except at one's residence.

“You need to practice. When we have gatherings at the upper levels, we all speak Manchu. Even if you don’t know the Manchu characters, you must be able to speak Manchu.” Yin sighed as he looked at Qingyan’s slightly changed face.

He was her first teacher in Manchu. To be honest, Qingyan's Manchu level was not good. Compared with Chinese, Qingyan did not put any effort into it.

"Honestly, we never get a chance to practice!" Qingyan grumbled angrily.

Yin smiled bitterly. How many people did the Manchus have? Putting aside everything else, the Manchus lived among the Han people. If they hadn't followed the local customs, they would have been overthrown in less than a hundred years, just like the Yuan Dynasty.

“Little darling, we must protect our language.” Yin shook his head helplessly. The Empress Dowager was still alive, and the old lady’s stubborn personality would definitely not allow Kangxi to elevate Chinese to the level of common use in officialdom.

How could Emperor Kangxi not be aware of the power dynamics within the imperial harem? The Empress Dowager's firm stance left Emperor Kangxi feeling utterly helpless.

“In the old lady’s heart, the Manchu and Mongol peoples are supreme, while the Han people are dispensable.” Although Yin disagreed with the old lady’s statement, he certainly could not refute it.

The Qing Dynasty was strict with itself in upholding filial piety, and Emperor Kangxi was outwardly very respectful to the Grand Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager.

"Hmph!" Qingyan snorted coldly.

When she went to the palace to pay her respects, she visited the old lady at the Cining Palace. The old lady was nearly seventy years old and had an extremely high desire for power.

"Fourth, does the Empress Dowager really not agree to Ga Gai?" Qingyan asked.

Yin nodded. In his previous life, when the old lady was alive, even Kangxi had no way to resist her. Even the marriages of the princesses were decided by the old lady alone.

At that time, Yinzhi was aware that his younger sister, born to Consort Tong, had died young; otherwise, he would not have allowed his sister to be married off to Mongolia.

"After we return to the palace, the old lady will probably try to take the menu from you," Yin reminded Qingyan. That old lady was never a kind person, and Jue Luo's actions would be severely suppressed.

Without compromising the interests of the Qing Dynasty, the Empress Dowager would prioritize the interests of the Khorchin. Emperor Kangxi was already accustomed to this, and Yinzhi had come to terms with it. After the Empress Dowager's death, the Khorchin's power began to decline. After the Empress Dowager's passing, apart from the direct descendants of the Khorchin, the remaining tribes were largely disregarded by the emperor.

Yin was extremely petty. Those princes had their eyes on Qingyan, but he suppressed all his anger. Once he held the power of life and death, none of them would have an easy time.

"Sisi, are you picking at the menu?!" Qingyan was puzzled. Surely that noble old lady wouldn't be so unreliable?

Yin nodded. Those menus could improve the diet of the Mongolian nobles, and the Empress Dowager would certainly not let them go.

Qingyan was speechless. It was just a barbecue menu, was it really that big of a deal?

"The cuisine of the Mongolian nobility has been established over the years. If your barbecue is more refined and more appealing to each individual, those people will definitely not let it pass by."