Chapter 22 Relaxation
I had a dream, but I don't know what I dreamt about.
Chen Guanxue only spoke to her like that because he liked her appearance.
"Thank you." Dolan didn't speak Chinese, so she needed someone to translate for her. After understanding what she was saying, she said thank you in her recently learned Chinese.
They pronounced these two words just like Han Chinese, which shows they are learning Chinese very seriously.
Dolan had never imagined she would go to the capital, so she didn't learn Manchu or Chinese. It was fortunate that the princes of the Qing Dynasty knew Manchu, Chinese, and Mongolian languages and scripts; otherwise, if she had become Yinyou's concubine, communication between husband and wife would have been a problem.
As Chen Guanxue was thinking this, she heard a sound coming from afar, which she assumed was Kangxi returning. She then asked Runxi to bring out the things she had prepared earlier.
"You must be tired from the journey. Go back and get some rest. This is some jewelry for you. The style is a little different from the ones on the grasslands. You'll need it when you get to the capital."
Although others prepared clothes and jewelry for her when she arrived in the capital, time was still tight, and there wasn't enough time to make new jewelry. She would probably have to use some of the jewelry that had been made before, which inevitably made her feel a little wronged.
Dolan took the box herself, knowing it was time for her to leave, and got up to walk out. When she reached the door, someone lifted the curtain, and she turned back to look at the woman sitting by the window, who looked exactly the same as when she came.
Her expression revealed neither joy nor sorrow; she wore the most vibrant clothes, yet remained seated.
Suddenly, she smiled, and her whole being seemed to glow, as if a beauty from an ancient painting had come to life.
She wanted to look again, but her sleeve was tugged, and she turned to see a person walking into the courtyard—the emperor.
Dolan stepped out the door, bowed his head in greeting, and the hem of his bright yellow dragon robe swept past his eyes, carrying a cold wind. He paused at the door for a moment before eagerly going inside, and then the curtain fell.
"Princess Dolan, it's getting late. The weather isn't very good today, so you should head back early," Liang Jiugong said in Mongolian, before slipping through the gap in the opening.
She was holding the box, and the servants held up umbrellas to shield her from the snow. As she walked to the courtyard gate, she suddenly turned around and looked back.
Having only met the emperor a few times but having been warned by his brother that he absolutely must not offend him, he placed Chen Guanxue's hand on his face, then scooped up some snow and rolled it into two snowballs, placing them by the window.
Meeting Chen Guanxue's smile, she turned her head away in a fluster and walked out of the courtyard.
After she left, she was still thinking that the emperor wasn't as scary as her brother had said, but he was only not scary in front of that Miss Chen.
After seeing Dolan off, Kangxi arrived. When Kangxi saw her catching snow with her hands, he worried that she would get cold.
He took her hand and placed it on his face. Her palm was warm, only her fingertips were a little cool. When he placed it on his face, she seemed not to feel anything.
They all claimed to be sensitive to the cold, so I don't know why they were so interested in the snow and even reached out to catch it.
Thinking this, Kangxi grabbed some snow from the window, made two snowballs, and stacked them together to make a little snowman.
When I turned around, I saw her smiling, but she wasn't smiling at the little snowman; following her gaze, I only saw the courtyard gate.
"What are you looking at, laughing so happily?" He was a little jealous of her laughter.
Chen Guanxue withdrew her hand.
Her fingertips warmed, and her eyes fell on the two snowballs. She said happily, "I've seen someone who makes me happy."
It was only then that Kangxi remembered that the person outside seemed to be Duoge's sister.
"If she looks pleasing to the eye, I can invite her to the palace to keep you company in the future." After returning to the palace, the weather grew colder, and with the end of the year approaching, he would be busy. It would be better to invite someone to the palace to keep her company than to think about going out.
Chen Guanxue shook his head. "There are too many rules to bring them into the palace, and it will be too much trouble. Whether we meet or not, let's leave it to fate."
"Her eyes are so beautiful, more beautiful than any other eyes I've ever seen in the palace. They're like the blue sky, white clouds, and lakes of the grasslands contained within them."
It was all vast and free.
Kangxi probably knew what she was talking about; these were things she liked and didn't want to be destroyed.
"Why are you so biased towards her?"
“Because a girl like her is perfect for the Seventh Prince. It would be best if the two of them got together. It’s not that I’m biased towards her, but I think the Emperor has chosen the right person for her.” She touched her belly and added, “However, my child can’t be betrothed so hastily.”
Whether it's a boy or a girl, you have to like them before you get married.
"That's natural." Kangxi always compromised with her.
She also thought that even if she didn't compromise, she wouldn't casually arrange a marriage for the child. If the child was unhappy, she would also make her unhappy.
After seeing Dolan, Chen Guanxue didn't see her again, because the weather cleared up the next day, and they took advantage of the good weather to set off again and return to the capital.
After returning victorious from battle, the Crown Prince led officials to greet the Emperor from ten miles away, and many commoners also watched from the roadside.
As always, Chen Guanxue stayed in the carriage while Kangxi got out and rode a horse.
Through the gap in the curtain, she saw him holding the reins with ease, his back straight, accepting the kowtows of the officials, looking spirited and dashing, just as he must have been in his youth.
She had never seen him in his youth, neither then nor now. Just as she was about to look away, she met his gaze as he turned back, his face beaming with a smile.
At this moment, for some reason, she really wanted to see him when he was young.
He probably had more of a youthful arrogance and less composure than he does now. But we probably won't see any trace of childishness from him for a long time. I wonder if he was even childish before he was eight years old.
After all, he had already shed all his naivety when he ascended the throne at the age of eight.
Turning my gaze away, only a faint scent of ambergris remained in the carriage, yet it was impossible to ignore.
Touching her belly, Chen Guanxue suddenly came to her senses. Why did she want to see what Emperor Kangxi looked like when he was young? This was something she had never thought of before. Could it be that she was getting pregnant and was starting to be affected by hormones?
I can't figure it out.
Back at the palace, Chen Guanxue remained in the carriage without stopping until they reached the Qianqing Palace, where she was helped out.
The bumpy journey finally came to an end, and the imperial physician was already waiting to take her pulse. After receiving a reply that there was no problem, he waved for everyone to leave and ordered someone to prepare hot water for her bath.
I took a nice bath, washed away all my fatigue, and then slept soundly. When I woke up, I was still a little dazed.
She seemed to have a dream last night, in which Emperor Kangxi was present, but she didn't know what she dreamt about. However, when she woke up, she still had a dull ache in her chest, so it probably wasn't a good dream.
How could a dream about Emperor Kangxi be a nightmare? Whenever she dreams of him, it's always a good dream. She really couldn't understand it.
I tried to remember what dream I had, but I couldn't recall it at all. Thinking about it too much made my head feel uncomfortable.
I let out a long breath and decided to stop thinking about the dream, but I felt that something was like a fog obscuring the truth. If I could just remove the fog, I would know why I came here.
"Did it snow today?" She thought, seeing how well-lit the room was, that it probably hadn't. She should go out for a walk to clear her head.
[Author's Note]
No update yesterday, sob sob.
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