When Shu Chengfeng came to Jiyuexuan, it was already the last few days of the first month of the lunar calendar.
Yan Nangui was trying on clothes, and she had brought the needle and thread.
Spring clothes.
The room was full of clothes, all in a mess.
Shu Chengfeng frowned as he entered: "I've come at an inopportune time."
"You dislike me? Isn't that perfect?" Yan Nangui laughed.
The people from the sewing room were still there, and they hurriedly knelt down to pay their respects.
Shu Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "You guys continue."
The group readily agreed, having originally planned to return another day.
Yan Nangui had just changed into a silver jacket with a front opening and a pale white tube top, both in silver paired with a pale white pleated skirt.
The embroidery is exquisite, featuring pale yellow flowers interspersed with silver threads, so it doesn't look out of place at all.
"How is this outfit?" Yan Nangui asked.
A maid in the sewing room stammered, "This servant...this servant thinks it's...it's very good...suitable...suitable perfectly."
Yan Nangui's face fell: "If you can't serve me, then go back."
The maidservant hurriedly knelt down: "This servant deserves to die."
Another woman from the sewing room, a supervisor, quickly said, "You can go out now."
The girl hurriedly went out.
The aunt smiled apologetically, "My lady, please calm down. This outfit fits you well. But isn't the bodice a little loose?"
Yan Nangui gestured with her hands, saying, "It's alright, I can still gain a little weight in the spring."
"Yes. I've also brought the shoes that match this outfit. Please try them on." Aunt Lin replied and then helped her change into another outfit.
The prince actually sat and watched with great interest as she tried everything.
Basically, the clothes are fine and don't need to be altered.
When Yan Nangui rewarded them, the people in the needlework room took their leave.
Once they were out and far away, Aunt Lin slapped the girl: "You good-for-nothing."
Speaking of which, Lanzhi is actually her own niece, which is why she brought her out.
Can you ever get ahead if you stay cooped up in the sewing room forever?
Lanzhi cried and said she was wrong.
"Aunt, please calm down. She's still young. She just got nervous when she saw His Highness," a maid advised.
Aunt Lin snorted, "Aren't you going to wipe your tears? Do you think you can just cry like this in the manor?"
Lanzhi was so frightened that she quickly wiped herself clean and cautiously approached, saying, "Auntie, I won't do it again."
Aunt Lin didn't say anything and led them back.
When no one was around, she instructed Lanzhi: "You need to be able to read your master. Consort Yan is so at ease in front of His Highness. Do you think she would be happy if you were so trembling with fear back then?"
"Yes, I remember, but Aunt, why? Why isn't she afraid?" Lanzhi asked.
“There are all kinds of people in this world, and she’s the kind who’s not afraid. You’re here every day, can’t you tell who’s living a good life?” Aunt Lin asked.
Lanzhi nodded: "Yes, the clothes makers at Jiyuexuan never skimp on anything."
“Yes, because she has plenty, she doesn’t regret it. Because she has confidence, she doesn’t even care about how good the fabric is. Instead, she values things like embroidery. Having confidence is better than anything else. Her confidence comes from His Highness and from the achievements of her father and brothers.”
"But... if Your Highness ascends the throne, won't you be wary?" Lanzhi wasn't stupid, she was just young.
"Heh, the women of the harem..." Aunt Lin shook her head: "Is it better to seek a peaceful life but suffer mistreatment everywhere, or to live a carefree and youthful life? I don't have the answer to that. But the Yan family has been stationed on the frontier for many years, since the end of the late emperor's reign." Perhaps, they can remain glorious forever?
Lanzhi, despite all her thoughts, no longer held a grudge against her aunt for hitting her.
Time rewinds to Jiyue Pavilion.
The wild geese, tired from changing their clothes as they flew south, finally put on a pale yellow dress.
She wore a thin gauze cardigan over her clothes, and underneath she wore a snow-white strapless top embroidered with forsythia blossoms.
Shu Chengfeng laughed at her, "Aren't you cold wearing so little at a time like this?"
"I'm still keeping the fire burning, and I'm not wearing anything outside. Isn't it good enough for you to see? As the saying goes, a woman dresses up for the man who appreciates her. I have dressed up, but unfortunately, I have no one to appreciate me," Yan Nangui sighed.
"You really are something. Come here." Shu Chengfeng reached out his hand.
Yan Nangui went over with a wronged expression and sat in his lap.
Shu Chengfeng hugged her and pinched her arm, frowning: "Don't you know you're afraid of the cold? Your arm isn't warm at all."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and told Jiangxiang to fetch a garment.
Yan Nangui was wearing a padded jacket again.
Just as the two were talking and things were about to escalate to the point of passion, there was a commotion outside.
Before long, Eunuch Liu called from outside, "Your Highness?"
The person who came with us today was not Yun Ji, but Eunuch Liu.
"What is it?" Shu Chengfeng asked.
"Your Highness, someone from the palace has arrived," said Eunuch Liu.
Shu Chengfeng frowned: "I understand."
Yan Nangui then stood up and said, "Your Highness, please go and attend to your business."
"Yes, I'll be done with my work..."
Yan Nangui cut off his words, saying, "Don't talk nonsense if you can't do it."
Shu Chengfeng felt the soft little hand on his lips, smiled, and pulled it down: "I said I'd come when I was free after I finished my work, and if I wasn't free, I'd come another day. Is that considered not being able to keep my word?"
The wild geese fly south, humming.
"Alright, I have something to do, so be good."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Yan Nangui on the lips.
Then he turned and left.
Yan Nangui still saw him off at the door.
After he left, he said, "Could it be that this matter has finally come to a conclusion?"
She was referring, of course, to the late emperor's favor towards the third prince and the death of Rong Yu.
Jiangxiang shook her head: "This servant does not know, but it is possible."
Actually, that's not the case.
The eunuch who arrived was from the Beichen Palace. He rushed in, saying, "Your Highness, please come to the palace quickly. His Majesty is unwell."
Shu Chengfeng glanced at Wei Xiao.
Wei Xiao nodded almost imperceptibly.
Shu Chengfeng then said, "Let's go now. How is Father?"
"He is still unconscious, so we servants dare not do anything rash. We have only come to invite Your Highness to the palace."
"Why did you faint?" Shu Chengfeng frowned.
"It's all because of that black thorn snake... His Majesty had been having headaches during the New Year. It wasn't serious though. This morning, the pain was much worse, so he summoned the imperial physician, who only said that His Majesty needed to rest. Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, Consort Zhen came to Beichen Palace. We don't know what she said in the palace. His Majesty then fainted."
Shu Chengfeng frowned, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.
At this moment, at the entrance of Beichen Palace, Consort Zhen was being forced to kneel by the Empress.
Her clothes were a little disheveled, and her hair was a little messy too.
He was slapped twice by the Empress.
At that moment, she couldn't care less about the pain; she was filled with fear.
If anything happens to Your Majesty...
Empress Dowager Jiang also came in person, but she didn't even glance at her as she passed by the door.
Later, all the women of rank in the harem arrived. Inevitably, they were met with ridicule and disdain.
When Shu Chengfeng arrived, the other princes also arrived one after another.
Even if the people in Beichen Palace don't call out, their respective mothers will.
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