Tana had just leaned in when Tong Wanyan pushed her away.
"What are you trying to peek at, you little brat? Your father wrote to specifically instruct me to find you a good husband, preferably one who can keep you in check. You've been spoiled rotten by your fourth uncle; you've made yourself bold and mischievous. If an ordinary person met you, they'd be bullied terribly," Tong Wanyan said reproachfully.
Tana whined coquettishly, "Mother, don't listen to Father. I'm a member of the Aisin Gioro clan, and no matter who I marry, they won't be able to control me. Mother, you must choose a good-looking one. I've always liked good-looking people since I was little, and Fourth Uncle says I take after Father."
The Empress Dowager couldn't stop laughing as she listened to the mother and daughter's conversation.
Upon closer examination, it's true that there's nothing about Yuqing Palace that isn't aesthetically pleasing.
The root of the problem lay with Yinreng, who became picky about women throughout the palace.
After resting for an hour, the group continued their journey.
Their destination today is the residence of Princess Heshuo Duanjing, the fifth daughter of Emperor Kangxi.
This can be seen as Emperor Kangxi indirectly giving face to his daughter, allowing Princess Duanjing to have a better life in Mongolia.
In the evening, after Emperor Kangxi and the Empress Dowager had rested briefly at the Princess's residence, princes from various Mongol tribes came together to pay their respects.
Emperor Kangxi rewarded all those who came to pay homage with silver and colored silk, and also hosted a grand banquet for them.
Suddenly, magnificent yellow tents and newly decorated yurts were erected on the grassland. Long banquet tables were laden with delicacies and the aroma of wine filled the air.
The princes and ministers, along with their wives and children, offered their congratulations, expressing their utmost respect for Emperor Kangxi and their welcome to the Empress Dowager's return to her hometown.
Everyone gathered together, singing and dancing, their laughter echoing across the grassland.
The Empress Dowager was overjoyed at the lively scene.
I would be content to return to Mongolia once more in my lifetime.
At the adults' gathering, amidst the clinking of glasses and conversations in incomprehensible languages, Tana ate a plate of mutton, patted her round little belly, and quietly excused herself from the banquet.
The entire area was fenced off by guards, and Tana was accompanied by servants, so she didn't have to worry about safety when she sneaked out to play.
As Tana grew taller and slimmer, she was no longer as chubby and chubby-faced as she was when she was little.
She changed into Mongolian clothes to match the local customs, and her black braids, adorned with pink pearls, made her look even more pretty; she was a very beautiful young girl.
No wonder Emperor Kangxi wanted to take her with him before he left; he probably did have his eye on choosing a grandson-in-law.
Leaving the area around the banquet table, Tana sat on the ground, gazing at the spot where the campfire was burning: "It's so beautiful!"
"Isn't it beautiful? Even in Mongolia, such a grand banquet is a rare sight." A Mongolian boy sat down next to Tana at some point.
The servant who came out to serve Tana glanced at the Mongolian boy, then stepped aside, wisely remaining silent to avoid disturbing him.
Tana tilted her head, her eyes suddenly lighting up. She felt she had found her childhood sweetheart.
Mongolians tend to be tall and large, with young men having honey-colored skin and strong waists, resembling black cheetahs in the forest, full of speed, power, and wildness.
His little tiger teeth, which he reveals when he smiles, add to his childlike innocence and make him so cute that people feel no sense of caution.
"There will be more in the future," Tana thought. When they get married, the banquet will certainly be no less grand than today's.
"What's your name? I'm Tana," Tana said with a radiant smile to the young boy she had chosen as her foster husband.
Danjin blushed slightly: "I know you. You are the daughter of the Crown Prince of the Qing Dynasty. My name is Danjin. My father is the Empress Dowager's grand-nephew and also a prince of the Khorchin."
"Would you be willing to show me around? This is my first time on the grasslands. I'd only ever heard the Empress Dowager talk about how wonderful they were. Seeing them today, I realize that the beauty of the grasslands is indescribable." Tana's eyes were full of love for the grasslands.
Danjin's face grew even redder; he always felt that he was loved as well.
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