Chapter 283 Li’er is so beautiful today
Inside the Tourmaline Palace.
The last ray of warm sunlight before dusk is like melted red gold.
Through the exquisite rosewood carved window lattices, the light lazily splashed onto the ground covered with thick Persian velvet carpets, illuminating the entire inner hall with warmth and brightness.
The air was filled with the faint fragrance of pear blossoms and the warmth of charcoal fire.
Wen Li'er was leaning on a chaise longue covered with goose yellow cushions, holding Miaomiao, a delicate girl wrapped in an apricot-red jacket, in her arms.
Her voice was as soft as a feather brushing against the tip of the heart as she told the story about the "Nian Beast".
The little girl listened attentively, her big black eyes not blinking, her little mouth slightly open, as if she understood something but not quite.
On the side, Xiaoxiao snuggled quietly beside his mother, still fiddling with his small and exquisite wooden bow in his hand.
Tiantian, lying in the cradle beside him, still had his eyes closed and was breathing slowly and steadily.
Wen Li'er occasionally glanced at it, feeling a little puzzled.
This little guy is definitely awake, but isn’t he bored to keep his eyes closed like this every day?
Nanny Qin walked in with a smile, looked at the scene of warm jade and fragrance, and gave a gentle reminder.
"Master, it's time to get dressed and prepare for the New Year's Eve banquet."
Only then did Wen Li'er reluctantly hand Miaomiao over to the wet nurse waiting by the side.
He then asked Xiaoxiao to take good care of his younger brothers and sisters, then got up and returned to the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom, the gilded bronze beast incense burner still exhaled the elegant pear fragrance.
Nanny Qin had already prepared the palace dress and head jewelry that Wen Li'er would wear tonight, and laid them out neatly on the rosewood dressing table inlaid with mother-of-pearl.
It was a palace dress made of golden-red brocade with gold-embroidered phoenix patterns, which was luxurious and solemn.
The gold thread reflects a restrained luster in the sunlight, which is neither ostentatious nor overbearing, yet fully demonstrates the dignity of the imperial concubine.
"Your Majesty looks so good today, fair and rosy, just looking at her makes people happy."
Nanny Qin smiled and praised her, took a warm towel to clean her face, changed her clothes herself, and then skillfully tied her hair into an intricate and elegant bun that looked like flowing clouds.
Wen Li'er looked at the figure reflected in the mirror. Her face was like a peach blossom in March, and her eyes were filled with warmth soaked in happiness.
A faint smile naturally spread across her lips, and her voice was soft: "Maybe it's because I slept well last night, and Madam's hands are also very skillful."
Qingzhu pinned a phoenix-head hairpin on her head that was made of red gold, kingfisher feathers and inlaid with pigeon-blood rubies. The tassels held in the phoenix's mouth hung down to her shoulders, swaying gracefully.
Next came the same set of ruby earrings and a necklace made of red gold filigree inlaid with rubies, which made Wen Li'er's neck look even more slender and white.
"Master, the hairpin."
Qingmei took the gilded pear blossom hairpin that was given to her by the emperor and was her master's most precious treasure, and carefully inserted it diagonally into the side of her bun.
The gentle and elegant nature of the pear blossoms perfectly neutralizes the brilliance of the ruby, adding a touch of elegance and charm.
After putting on her makeup, Wen Li'er stood up.
The golden-red palace dress wrapped around her exquisite figure, shining brightly.
Her whole demeanor has the grace and elegance of an imperial concubine, and is also particularly gentle and moving because of the tender maternal nature that has not yet faded in her eyes and brows.
At this moment, a clear report came from outside the palace:
"The Emperor has arrived—"
Wen Li'er blinked in surprise and hurriedly went out to greet him, lifting her skirt.
Today, Yan Shixu was wearing the emperor's official uniform with a black base and embroidered patterns of a golden dragon and auspicious clouds.
He wore a dark gold cloud pattern cloak of the same color, which made his figure look even more upright like a pine tree, handsome and noble.
He walked calmly, with a natural imperial aura, and was intimidating without even being angry.
Yan Shixu walked into the bedroom and saw a person standing there in gorgeous clothes, like a condensed glow of light. Undisguised surprise and admiration flashed across his eyes, and gentle ripples appeared in his deep pupils.
The corners of his lips curled up in a happy and doting arc: "Li'er is very beautiful today."
Wen Li'er's cheeks felt slightly hot when he looked at her, her eyebrows curved, and her watery eyes stared at him brightly, and she praised him back.
"Your Majesty is a man of great stature and grace. I was stunned when I first saw him."
Yan Shixu chuckled softly, took a few steps forward, leaned over as if no one was around, and gently kissed her delicate and tempting lips that had just been painted with rouge.
Then he smiled mischievously and said, "Let me try it to see if it's smeared with honey."
Wen Li'er's cheeks turned red instantly, and she punched his chest lightly in embarrassment.
She said angrily, "Your Majesty! You've ruined the lip balm I just put on!"
Her voice was soft and a little naive.
The palace maids in the hall consciously lowered their heads, looked at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses, transforming themselves into silent wooden sculptures.
Yan Shixu took advantage of the situation and grabbed her little fist, pulling her towards the dressing table.
"No problem, I'll make it up to you myself."
Wen Li'er had a helpless smile on her lips and let him hold her hand and walk back.
Soon, the three delicate and pretty children changed into new clothes for the palace banquet and were brought over by their wet nurses.
It was like pearls and beautiful jade suddenly gathered together, shining brightly, instantly lighting up the entire bedroom.
Xiaoxiao was wearing a royal blue brocade robe with gold weaving, a jade belt around his waist, his small chest was straight and he looked energetic.
Like a vibrant little pine tree standing against the wind, his heroic spirit is already evident between his brows.
Miaomiao changed into a brand new pink satin jacket and dress embroidered with lotus flowers. The collar and cuffs were trimmed with fluffy white rabbit fur, which made her little face look as rosy as a peach.
There were two pompoms decorated with red coral beads on her head, which trembled with her movements, making her look like a festive and auspicious doll that had walked out of a New Year picture.
As soon as she saw her father, she grinned toothlessly, opened her chubby little hands, and rushed towards him eagerly.
The smile in Yan Shixu's eyes deepened. He took a step forward and held Miaomiao steadily in his arms.
The little girl immediately rubbed and arched herself in his arms, making crisp "chuckling" sounds, and her little hands curiously grabbed the dragon pattern on his lapel.
Tiantian was held by her wet nurse, wearing a dark blue brocade robe with dark cloud patterns. The fabric was exquisite and the style was simple and elegant, making her look even more calm.
Coupled with his naturally serious face, he has a bit of his father's calm temperament.
"It's time, let's go." Yan Shixu held the giggling Miaomiao in one hand and held Wen Li'er's soft hand tightly with the other.
"Okay." Wen Li'er responded, and naturally took Xiaoxiao with her other hand.
The wet nurse followed closely behind, holding the third prince who was still resting with his eyes closed.
The group walked out of the Bixi Palace.
The snow on the palace road had already been cleared away very cleanly, and a thick scarlet felt carpet was laid on the bluestone slabs, extending all the way to the brightly lit Qide Hall.
As dusk fell, palace lanterns lit up one after another, casting warm halos of light that complemented the last vestiges of magnificent sunset glow in the sky.
Yan Shixu was tall and straight, Wen Li'er was bright and beautiful, the three children were cute and adorable, and the wet nurse and servants followed them everywhere.
The family of five walked slowly in the dusk as the palace lanterns were just lit, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scenery in the solemn palace.
All the palace maids they met along the way bowed deeply to the ground, secretly sighing in their hearts that the imperial concubine's favor continued to flourish. This scene was like a painting.
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