She asked with a hint of curiosity, "Do you all think the Regent's festival idea is a good one?"
A minister echoed: "Yes, Queen Mother, you did not leave the palace at that time, otherwise you would also be amazed by the scene."
Miao Qinghua snorted coldly, obviously not quite believing it.
"Queen Mother, if you miss it, you'll have to wait until next year. While all the performers are still together, Queen Mother, why don't you watch it too!"
Miao Qinghua, however, spoke nonchalantly, "Didn't the Regent spend several months preparing for this Plague Festival? If I want to see it, how long do I have to wait?"
"It can be done tomorrow!" Jing Yuchen immediately responded.
Miao Qinghua raised her eyebrows: "Why so fast?"
"It was just a rehearsal before, but after yesterday's experience, they only need to perform it once more. There's an attic nearby for viewing, so no one will offend you, Queen Mother!"
Miao Qinghua was not impressed by Jing Yuchen's words.
"What if I want to watch it in the palace?"
"That only takes tomorrow!" Jing Yuchen answered very quickly.
Miao Qinghua looked a little suspicious: "Why?"
Jing Yuchen continued to explain: "Because everything needed for the festival is already there, we just need to carry the things from outside the palace to inside."
Miao Qinghua showed a surprised expression: "The Regent is so confident, I am really looking forward to it."
After the court was dismissed, many ministers gathered around Jing Yuchen and said, "Congratulations, Prince Regent. If the Queen Mother sees your festival arrangements, she will surely praise them highly. By then, the festival will be passed down through the ages!"
Faced with the flattering words, Jing Yuchen was not at all impressed and only responded calmly: "Whether it is good or not, it's up to the Queen Mother to say!"
Jing Yuchen looks very humble...
After leaving the palace, Jing Yuchen sent people to the imperial palace to make proper arrangements. Tomorrow, he would perform in front of Miao Qinghua so that everyone in the palace could have a good look.
Ni Yueshan was a little nervous when he heard that Miao Qinghua agreed to perform in the palace.
"My dear husband, you clearly know that everyone in the palace belongs to the Queen Mother, yet you still go there. Doesn't that count as walking into a trap?"
Jing Yuchen spoke to comfort her, "Don't worry. Although you and I don't live in the palace, if the Queen Mother really wants me to enter the palace and plot against me, she will have plenty of opportunities and excuses. Besides, things must come to an end!"
Ni Yueshan sighed, "If I hadn't thought about the affairs of the harem and hadn't been troubled by them, perhaps there wouldn't be so many annoying things!"
She hugged Jing Yuchen and put her face in Jing Yuchen's arms, looking quite dependent.
Jing Yuchen comforted him helplessly: "Okay, you are already a grown-up, why are you still acting like a child?"
Ni Yueshan didn't feel shy at all and still hugged Jing Yuchen tightly, unwilling to let go.
Jing Yuchen was quite helpless and let her hug him affectionately.
At dusk, the entire palace was brightly lit, and walking on the road was as bright as day.
The ministers had already taken their seats and were toasting each other amidst laughter.
Later that evening, Jing Yuchen arrived, and a minister immediately stepped forward and said, "Prince Regent, it's good that you're here. If you hadn't come, I really wouldn't know when this festival would begin."
Jing Yuchen frowned slightly and looked around: "The Queen Mother hasn't come yet?"
"The Queen Mother has arrived a long time ago and is over there." A minister pointed casually. Jing Yuchen turned his head and looked at the pavilion not far away. Miao Qinghua was talking to some old people in the palace.
"I'm late. I'll apologize now!" Jing Yuchen walked towards Miao Qinghua.
Then he bowed to Miao Qinghua and said, "Your Highness, I'm late. I've kept you waiting for so long. I deserve to be punished!"
Miao Qinghua said solemnly, "Prince Regent, please stand up. Yueshan didn't come with you?"
"Xue'er is crying so hard, I'm afraid she can't come." Jing Yuchen responded casually.
Miao Qinghua didn't care and said calmly, "Then let them start the performance. I'm very curious about what this performance that everyone is praising is like!"
"Please wait a moment, Queen Mother. I'll be there right away!" Jing Yuchen stood up and walked towards the stage.
The stage is where the curtains are drawn. It looks empty at first glance, but later it will be where everyone performs.
Miao Qinghua was too far away to see the movements on the stage clearly. A palace attendant nearby asked, "Empress Dowager, are you moving forward?"
"Of course." Miao Qinghua stretched out her hand, placed it on the palace maid's arm, and was supported by her as she walked away.
Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, people dressed as the plague gods appeared. They wore green faces and fangs, dressed in strange black clothes, and danced a ostentatious and strange dance, which looked like a weird sacrifice.
But the ministers who had watched the performance were very calm. They threw the herbs one after another and shouted, "Go away, God of Plague! Go away!"
Miao Qinghua watched from afar, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the expression on her face became more and more strange.
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