Changning never expected that her mother's character and charm were so great, so she replied with a smile, "She probably won't be able to come until autumn. When the leaves turn yellow and the osmanthus flowers bloom, the lady will come."

Yierha nodded excitedly.

After chatting for a while, the meal began.

Changning has prepared a wide variety of dishes today, catering to all tastes.

A five-color cold platter is just right to eat now, along with the braised pork and bamboo shoots and braised bamboo shoots that she has been longing for. It's a pity that there are guests today, otherwise she would definitely eat rice soaked in this oil.

Since the two children couldn't eat spicy food, Changning prepared sweet and sour pork ribs for them. The jujube-red sauce gave them a glossy, vibrant color, and the meat was tender and juicy, not greasy at all. The children ate quite a bit of it.

There's also a dish of crystal shrimp dumplings.

The translucent outer skin encased a whole pink shrimp inside, both beautiful and delicate. It won the hearts of many women present. Especially the princess, who was very particular about etiquette, ate three of them.

The drink is served with plum and honeysuckle tea, which is sweet and sour, refreshing and thirst-quenching, and makes your mouth water.

After finishing their meal, the group played pitch-pot together.

Surprisingly, the princess consort cast the best ball.

Honghui stood to the side, his face flushed with pride.

Geng Gege was flattering her again, saying, "I never expected the Princess Consort's skills to be so good! Compared to you, our results are just too ugly."

Liu Gege chimed in, "Yes, your dashing figure just now truly befits the aunt of the Manchu family!"

Changning's pitch-pot skills are not bad, but they are definitely not as good as the Princess's. I have to admire her.

Fujin Yanhua was slightly moved.

Before she got married, she was skilled in horseback riding, archery, pitch-pot, and ball games at home. But after becoming a Fujin (a high-ranking wife), she rarely touched these things anymore, relying on her status.

Now I actually feel a bit of the joy of being a daughter at home.

It seems she hasn't yet grown tired of the messy affairs in the mansion, nor exhausted from being worn down by the Prince and the other women.

This feeling remained until she returned to the main courtyard.

Seeing his mother lost in thought, Honghui went over and gently touched his wife's face. "Mother, you were really amazing today."

The princess smiled gently. "Honghui, how are you today? Are you tired?"

Honghui shook his head. "It's okay. Honghui is very happy and has a lot of fun."

He was telling the truth. Later, Changning, worried they might get bored, even found a small wooden house, complete with doors, windows, beds, screens, and so on—it was a miniature version, made of small pieces, which they had to assemble themselves. He and his older sister had a wonderful time playing with it.

The wife hugged her son tightly and said, "As long as you're happy. Get some rest."

"Yes, Mother, you should rest early too."

Honghui nodded obediently and was led back to his room to sleep by his wet nurse and maid.

Granny Fu and Chaoxia helped the Princess Consort with her toilette.

Chaoxia couldn't help but say, "Madam, why are you giving them such a warm welcome today? You even brought the First Prince along. What if they corrupt him...?"

The princess glanced at her indifferently, without saying anything, but her gaze was extremely intimidating, and Chaoxia immediately knelt down.

At this moment, she realized that she had spoken inappropriately, and quickly kowtowed to beg for forgiveness, "Please forgive me, Madam. I did not mean to speak ill of you. I know I was wrong."

"Go ahead, slap him twenty times at the door."

"Yes, thank you for your forgiveness, Madam Xie."

Zhaoxia looked regretful and hurriedly went to the yard to receive her punishment.

Granny Fu pondered the Fujin's thoughts and did not speak rashly.

The princess consort had no interest in saying anything to her, and after washing up, she went to bed.

Qingzhiyuan is still bustling with activity.

The two little ones slept all day, but were energetic in the evening, babbling and waving their arms and legs, insisting on being kept company.

Yinzhen was at the age when he loved children, and he had to personally coax them. However, the children were so soft and small that he dared not use force, for fear of breaking them.

Yinzhen truly loved Fengsheng'e. Looking at his son's adorable appearance, it was as if he saw himself as a child. However, Fengsheng'e was luckier than him, as he had a loving mother who could be with him at any time.

Changning laughed heartily at the awkward way Yinzhen held the child, "So there are things Your Highness can't do!"

Yinzhen snorted coldly, "You'll learn after watching more. What's so difficult about it?" After saying that, he had the wet nurse correct his posture, and it was indeed much better.

Changning ignored the father and son and looked down at Hutuli on the bed.

This little girl even smiles when she sleeps with her eyes closed.

With dimples appearing and disappearing at the corners of her mouth, Changning couldn't help but exclaim, "Hutu's dimples are even more obvious than mine, they look so cute."

Yinzhen was proud. "Of course, my princess is naturally beautiful and lovely. By the way, how did today's banquet go? Did anything happen?"

Changning ignored his arrogance and patted her daughter while saying, "It went very smoothly. The Fujin (wife) is very kind and even brought Honghui and Yierha along. The two children are having a lot of fun here."

Yinzhen was genuinely surprised. "Your Highness also brought Honghui and Yierha?"

"Yes, would I lie to you?"

Changning rolled her eyes at him, her tone slightly sarcastic, which inexplicably gave her a touch of charming and fiery sassiness.

Yinzhen swallowed hard. "How can you talk like that, calling me 'you' and 'me'? You have no manners."

He said reprimanding words, but his tone and expression didn't seem to match.

Changning gave the wet nurse a look, and the others quickly took the prince and princess away, not wanting to delay their masters' important business.

When only the two of them remained, Changning revealed a smile.

She slowly rose, and only then did Yinzhen notice that her clothes were thin and that silver bells were tied to her fair and slender ankles.

The satin dress, embroidered with elegant orchids, rises and falls with her breath, alluring yet understated.

As Yinzhen gazed at the beautiful woman before him, his breathing became rapid, and his heart pounded like a drum.

"You're not a fairy from the Jade Pool, you're clearly a fox spirit."

Yinzhen seemed to see nine tails swaying in the breeze.

Her delicate and soft body, along with the milky scent, made her irresistible, and Yinzhen could no longer resist.

Changning was the same; otherwise, she wouldn't have dressed like that on purpose. It was all to make that flame leap even higher.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she couldn't help but call out, "Yinzhen~"

The voice sounded as if it were diluted with water. For the first time, Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen felt that his name, spoken by his lover, was so tender and affectionate.

One night passed...

The next day, when Yinzhen finally managed to leave Qingzhi Courtyard, he couldn't help but rub his back.

But this situation is not over yet.

That night, Changning prepared ears made of rabbit fur and a fluffy short tail.

On the third day, they prepared a small leather whip made of horsehair.

The fourth day was spent in the palace maid's attire.

The fifth day was spent in nun's attire...