She was asking a question she already knew the answer to.
This is a tricky question; the person has already been labeled as unruly before even stepping forward.
Immediately, several gloating glances were cast over.
The eldest princess, in particular, was delighted that the Empress Dowager disliked the Southern Migration Month.
Empress Dowager Wei glanced at Consort You with displeasure. The Emperor's birthday banquet must not be a laughing stock.
However, Consort You pretended not to see it. She was always arrogant, and with such an outstanding son as Prince Anzheng, she believed that no one would dare to disrespect her.
The Prime Minister's wife gave a polite but cold smile. "Your Highness, Qianyue is the eldest daughter in the family, so she should naturally be seated according to the order of seniority."
Upon hearing this, the smug smile on Consort You's face slowly faded, turning pale and then red. Was this a veiled insult, implying that she was blind and ignorant of etiquette? Or was it a accusation that she was deliberately causing trouble?
Damn it, neither of them is any good!
"Qianyue, the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Concubine are so concerned about you, why don't you thank them?" The Prime Minister's wife gently reminded Nan Qianyue, turning her head slightly.
Nan Qianyue effortlessly embodied the image of a knowledgeable, gentle, and dignified woman. She slowly stood up, and every movement, every smile, was flawless. With a perfectly timed smile, even her volume was impeccably controlled.
She overcame the word "stubborn" with her actions.
"Your Majesty the Empress Dowager and Your Highness the Imperial Concubine are infinitely kind and benevolent, like the warm spring sun. Your humble servant is humbled and only wishes Your Majesty good health and happiness every year. Your humble servant will always remember Your Majesty's care, cultivate oneself and correct one's faults, so as to repay Your Majesty's grace."
The entire conversation about moving south was directed at the Empress Dowager; as for the Imperial Concubine Dowager, she was only mentioned in passing.
Consort You naturally noticed the difference in treatment she received, and her face turned ashen.
"Very good, very good," Empress Dowager Wei raised her hand, gesturing for her to sit down, and praised with a smile, "As expected of Ying Shu's daughter, she is outstanding in both appearance and talent. I think she is a good child. Someone, go and give Qian Yue the set of jade-feathered hairpins that I have treasured."
"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager." Nan Qianyue bowed respectfully.
A venomous glint flashed in the princess's eyes, and she sneered inwardly, "Just you wait and see, you'll get what's coming to you at the palace banquet later!"
"That must be the daughter of Imperial Censor Yang, she is quite beautiful." Empress Dowager Wei understood the principle of spreading kindness and favor.
Madam Yang and Miss Yang thanked her and said many polite things.
Empress Dowager Wei inquired about all the family members whose names she could recall and rewarded them all, demonstrating that she treated everyone fairly.
"There are still some hours before the palace banquet. The peonies in Yi Garden are in full bloom, so everyone should relax and take a stroll in the garden."
After saying this, Empress Dowager Wei stood up first and walked out of the hall with the help of palace servants.
The people naturally followed according to their rank and status.
Just as the Fifth Princess was about to head south towards the moon, Consort Yang grabbed her arm, saying, "Where are you going? Have you taken my words with you?"
The Fifth Princess curled her lip and obediently shrank behind her mother.
She originally wanted to remind Nanqianyue, because she felt that her elder sister was up to something bad.
Although she looked down on Nanqianyue, he was still someone the Imperial Uncle liked, so it was only right to give him a reminder.
Alas, it seems that those who migrate south can only hope for the best.
The peonies in Yi Garden were in full bloom, and a group of women dressed in gorgeous robes of various colors walked among them, creating another breathtaking scene.
When they moved south, Yue and her sister each took one arm in the Prime Minister's wife's, their intimate relationship making some of the court ladies envious.
Not all women have the comfort of a daughter's embrace, and not all girls receive a mother's affection. Every family has its own troubles, and the reasons for this are not something that can be explained in a few words.
"Madam Prime Minister, let's go for a walk, so the children can have a chat." Madam Yang walked over with a smile, and gently pushed Miss Yang beside her, "Go play with the two Miss Nans."
"Yes, Mother." Miss Yang appeared very poised and dignified.
The Prime Minister's wife smiled and nodded, "Very well."
During the Southern Migration Month, I remember that among the portraits of men my mother showed me, there was the son of Imperial Censor Yang, who must have been the elder brother of this Miss Yang.
"Hello, Miss Nan, hello, Miss Nan Er," Miss Yang greeted first.
"Just call me Qianyue," Nan Qianyue said with a smile.
Nan Kezhi immediately echoed, "Just call me Kezhi."
Miss Yang chuckled, "Then you can call me Leyan too."
"Miss Nan!" The Xie family girl ran over and skillfully took Nan Qianyue's arm. "It's been so long, Miss Nan, how have you been?"
When Nanqian Yue saw her, she smiled happily, "I'm fine. But you, I heard you've been busy with the family business all day, taking on all of your brother's work. You must be exhausted."
As she spoke, she glanced, intentionally or unintentionally, at the wicked old woman, Madam Huang, who was walking with the noble ladies in the distance.
Upon hearing this, Miss Xie hugged Nan Qianyue's arm even tighter. She felt that she was being cared for by her sister-in-law, who was even helping her to complain about her brother. "...I'm not tired."
Over there, a group of women led by Song Suihuan cast hostile glances at her. She watched as Nan Qianyue was surrounded by several girls, and flames of jealousy and resentment burned in her eyes, but they quickly turned into schemes and plots.
She led a group of women over, saying, "Why are you all here? The scenery on that bridge is beautiful, why don't you go and take a look?"
Looking towards the bridge during the Southern Migration, the Eldest Princess and the Fifth Princess were standing on the bridge, pointing at the distant scenery and talking about something.
“Miss Nan, this isn’t the first time we’ve met, why be so formal?” Song Suihuan took Nan Kezhi’s arm and walked towards the bridge.
"Big sister..." Nan Kezhi turned around at a loss, but Song Suihuan forcibly pulled her away.
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