A young couple dressed in lake-green court robes walked in.
Among them, the handsome man with a rugged face was familiar to everyone; wasn't he none other than Minister Nan Chu, the minister of state highly regarded by the emperor?
Surprisingly, the woman accompanying Nan Chu wore a qipao in a similar color to Nan Chu's court attire. Her hair was styled in a bun, adorned with a lake-green gemstone hairpin matching her dress, and she wore a pair of green pearl earrings. As she moved, the hairpin swayed, the earrings dangled, and her bracelets and jewelry made a clear, ringing sound. This sound seemed to blend seamlessly with the woman's overall demeanor.
The ultimate beauty, the ultimate dreamlike quality, appears on this woman dressed in a lake-green, flowing cheongsam. It's as if one can instantly see a mysterious, deep green lake in the middle of a secluded and tranquil forest, reflecting the bright and cool moon in the sky.
Untouchable and untouchable, yet the woman had a bright red mole at the corner of her eye. When she looked up and glanced around, her gaze, which seemed to be both attentive and indifferent, left one in a daze, only remembering the red mole at the corner of her eye, arousing covetousness in one's heart.
Tali stared intently at the stunningly beautiful woman in the distance, then tugged at her father's robe, "Who is that?"
...
There were many such questions, but they were soon answered by the familiar-looking man standing next to the stunning woman.
"That woman is walking so intimately with Minister Nan Chu, she must be his wife."
"You mean the wife whom the Emperor originally bestowed upon Lord Nan Chu as the Crown Prince's consort?"
"Of course."
"The Emperor is actually willing to bestow such a beauty upon Nan Chu? Does the Emperor value Lord Nan Chu so much?"
"No, what right does he have! If I had been born a few years earlier, wouldn't I have been the one to have her...?"
Such dark thoughts arose in those young officials who were arrogant and self-important at a young age.
These covetous, envious, and amazed gazes were all directed at Qingyin and her husband. No, Nan Chu was only a small minority; it was a large group of young men and women who were filled with envy and jealousy.
Nan Chu: "..."
Hey, these brats, they're not even fully grown yet, and they're already eyeing other men's wives.
Nan Chu displayed his usual cold and intimidating aura, and casually glanced around warningly, successfully reducing the amount of attention on Qing Yin, except for a few naive young men and subtle stares.
After Prince Yu saw the face of Nan Chu's wife, he realized who his subordinate, Senior Sergeant Dunjie, was in love.
Prince Yu looked at the sergeant Dunjie beside him, whose expression had changed drastically the moment Qingyin appeared. He patted Dunjie on the shoulder and said with a complicated expression, "Dunjie, it's no wonder if you like that princess of Nan Chu. But the princess of Nan Chu is not someone you can covet."
Dunjie took a sip of wine, his eyes darkening: "I know, I just want to quietly watch over her."
Upon hearing this, Prince Yu also drank a cup of wine.
This Lord Nan Chu is truly fortunate. His elder brother was actually willing to bestow such a stunning beauty upon him. This is his own brother, and he has won so many battles for him. Why didn't Huang Taiji bestow such a beauty upon him?
A fleeting hint of jealousy crossed Prince Yu's eyes.
Yu Guang kept staring at the quiet and gentle Zhalute Fujin sitting next to Nan Chu.
In the crowd, another prince, Dorgon, was also looking at Qingyin.
Looking at Qingyin's beautiful yet aloof face, a strange feeling arose in his heart. Thinking of Bumbutai in the palace, he suppressed the flutter in his heart and said guiltily: He likes Bumbutai, so how could he like someone else?
It sounded like talking to himself, or like he was trying to convince himself.
After repeating it several times to calm his racing heart, Dorgon deliberately stopped looking at Qingyin in the center of the crowd.
Prince Yu glanced at his elder brother Dorgon, who was pretending to be calm.
His older brother, didn't he say he liked Bumbutai in the palace? Ha, now that he's seen Zhalute Fujin, he's also become fickle.
Ha, what a pretentious person.
When Huang Taiji arrived with his concubines and children, he sensed something unusual about the banquet.
The group seemed to be looking at a certain spot rather absentmindedly.
Huang Taiji frowned. What kind of trouble had occurred at the banquet?
What strange thing has Dodo and the others done this time?
Huang Taiji looked at the generals in Dodo's group, who were also the main figures in this victory celebration banquet.
Prince Yu quietly drank his wine. The unfamiliar and familiar generals behind him also looked normal. Oh, no, a little bit too, their faces were all red. No, it shouldn't be them; it seemed that all the young men and women at the banquet had rather red faces.
Huang Taiji keenly sensed the anomaly and began searching for its source.
The right side is normal, the middle is normal, the left side is normal... wait, who is that woman next to Nan Chu?
When Huang Taiji saw the stunningly beautiful woman beside Nan Chu, who was both unfamiliar and vaguely familiar, his pupils dilated.
How could there be such a woman, even more beautiful than Hailanzhu? No, compared to that woman, Hailanzhu is no match at all.
Compared to Huang Taiji, Mary, who was walking behind with her younger sister Xinyu, recognized her mother before her father.
Qi Yue also informed her that her mother would be attending the banquet with Lord Nan Chu.
Marie made a point of getting up early today to take her three-year-old sister, Xinyu, who had never met her mother, to see her mother, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.
Perhaps it was because of blood ties, and because of the diligent daily interactions with her older sister Mary, Xinyu trusted her sixth sister very much.
She obediently let Maritch hold her hand and sit with her.
Marie, leading her, quickly remembered the location of Lord Nan Chu that the palace servants had told her about. Following that direction, she whispered to Xin Yu in her arms, "The lady sitting over there is our biological mother."
Xinyu looked in the direction her sister was looking, and when she saw Qingyin's extremely gentle gaze and exceptionally beautiful and dazzling appearance, she opened her mouth wide: "Is that our mother?"
Marie stared blankly at Qingyin in the distance, looking at her still gentle and longing eyes. She tried hard to recognize her mother from the vaguely familiar features of Qingyin's face. Moreover, even if she couldn't recognize the face, the familiar eyes were enough for her to recognize her.
She didn't cry even when she was wronged so much in the palace, but when she saw her mother, she seemed to have returned to being the child who had her mother to rely on. Her nose tingled and her eyes reddened slightly. With a sob in her voice, she affirmed to the little sister in her arms, "Yes, that is our mother."
Xinyu, perceptive enough to sense her sister's sadness, snapped out of her reverie at seeing her mother and discovering her to be such a stunning beauty. With her chubby little hands, she gently patted her sister's back, just as her sister had comforted her when she was afraid of the dark, saying, "Sister, don't be sad. Look how beautiful our mother is!"
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