Besides, she is the Empress.
As long as Lady Irgen Gioro remains firmly in the position of Fujin (Prince Consort) and Yinti treats her with great care, Yinfu will reap many benefits.
Of course, these things require years of accumulation.
Some things need to be done gradually; there's no such thing as instant reward.
As Harigana had predicted, Consort Hui's expression turned somewhat unpleasant when she saw Yinti helping Lady Irgen Gioro kneel down.
She had never received any favors in her life, and now that she was old, the son she wanted to rely on was fawning over someone else. How could she possibly feel comfortable?
"Son, get up first."
The more joyful Lady Irgen Gioro was when she left Qingxi Palace, the more complicated her feelings became now.
But not just anyone can become a royal daughter-in-law, and given what her mother had said before, although she had mixed feelings, she wasn't shocked.
I thought Yinti would get up immediately, but to my surprise, he didn't. Instead, he casually said, "Mother, let's serve tea first."
These words almost ignited Consort Hui's anger. If it weren't for the first day of her marriage, she would definitely have lost her temper.
Turning his head to look at the Irgen Gioro clansmen with their heads bowed, he was filled with dissatisfaction.
She hadn't initially chosen this woman from the Irgen Gioro clan, but Emperor Kangxi issued an imperial edict, which she couldn't change.
Now, the more I look at it, the less I like it.
It's only been the first day of their marriage, and she's already taught her son to talk back.
However, even if I'm angry, I won't actually show them any disrespect on the first day.
He took a deep breath and gave his personal maid a look before she went to prepare tea.
A moment later, a cup of steaming hot tea was served.
When Yiergenjueluo saw the steaming tea, her heart sank to the bottom.
But she dared not say anything; she could not bear the crime of disrespect, and the Irgen Gioro clan could not bear it either.
Before the marriage, I heard that Consort Hui was looking for a concubine for the eldest prince. If she makes another mistake, the concubine may enter the palace tomorrow.
At that time, not only will she lose face as the Fujin (principal wife), but the entire Irgen Gioro clan will also lose face.
I took a deep breath, bracing myself for the burn, but before I could even touch the teacup, my hand was grabbed.
"Mother, your servants are too careless. They've poured such hot tea on you. Aren't they afraid of hurting you?"
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