In the morning, Di Baose went to the back hall of Qing'e Palace and saw that His Highness was there again.
Then look at Huan Yue, he's really something, leaving His Highness completely out of the loop.
Huan Yue called out to Di Baose, "Come learn how to make dumplings today."
Di Baose shouted, "Why are we making dumplings?"
Huan Yue was extremely curious: "Because we want to eat! You can't be that stupid, can you?"
You're the stupid one, your whole family is stupid! Di Baose was just too weak to beat her, otherwise she would have fought her to the death! Now everyone knows Baose is stupid.
Huan Yue was in a good mood: "Being fond of learning is close to being wise, being diligent in practice is close to being benevolent, and being aware of shame is close to being courageous. So you see, if you don't know something, you learn it and you become smart; making dumplings by hand and making mulberry leaves by hand are similar to being benevolent. A person cannot be shameless; to be shameless is utterly shameless. Di Baose, I'll give you two extra chicken legs today!"
Di Baose shouted, "Who cares?"
Huan Yue squinted: "Really?"
Di Baose has a "MMP" in her name that she's unsure whether she should say.
So it was decided that Di Baose would make dumplings.
Huan Yue added, "If you can't even make dumplings, you'll never get married. No mother-in-law can accept that."
Di Baose ran away, ignoring all the nonsense.
Huan Yue wasn't in a hurry; he would catch her when they were making dumplings.
Xie Zhou thought his wife was incredibly capable.
Huan Yue glanced at him.
Xie Zhou stood at attention. Doesn't he look handsome today? The qilin on his blue robe looks real, and the cloud patterns are even more beautiful.
Huan Yue thought he looked quite well, so he probably didn't go to meet his white moonlight in secret last night. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, no need to rush.
However, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen one. Just like in the book, he liked to go to the Pei family to steal fragrance and jade, which was a different kind of fun.
Xie Zhou thought his wife was the best; her face smelled so sweet.
Huan Yue could tell he wasn't done playing around. That's how it is when you don't succeed.
Who would patiently coax someone after they've succeeded? Men are probably all dogs; they like to be coaxed.
These things are not contradictory. You need to coax him first and then get him, then coax him again and get him again. You need to have the skills to keep him coaxing you.
Huan Yue has no tricks up her sleeve; even her own mother won't coax her.
A palace attendant rushed over to report: "Consort Su is outside Xuanfu Gate."
Huan Yue was extremely curious!
Xie Zhou instantly revealed his cold-blooded nature.
Huan Yue understood: "Does Empress Dong just want to put someone in a contest with me? Does she think I can't fight the palace concubines?"
Another eunuch came in to report: "His Majesty has decreed that Consort Su be dragged to the front of Changqiu Palace and flogged fifty times."
Huan Yue blinked. Empress Dong had such a good hand, but she insisted on playing such an exciting game with the Sage.
Xie Zhou doesn't need to lift a finger; his father is truly protecting his wife.
Xie Zhou said, "Empress Dong is here specifically for you. It would be beneath you to get involved with her, and Empress Dong will be able to stand up and teach her a lesson."
If the Crown Princess were to argue with a beautiful woman, she would naturally be the one to suffer.
Unfortunately, Empress Dong herself did not stand firm; she should have carefully copied "Rules for Women" and "Admonitions for Women".
This stuff might be poison to others, but for Dong Hou, it's like fighting poison with poison.
Huan Yue still didn't quite understand what Empress Dong relied on to be so unrestrained.
The emperor isn't weak; could it be that she's jealous again?
Huan Yue remained silent.
Lady Dong sent people to compete for the emperor's favor, and after gaining favor, she acted recklessly. Wasn't she destined to die?
Xie Zhou was about to get busy, but reminded his wife, "Take some of the dumplings you made to Father Emperor."
Huan Yue nodded. It was just a gesture, since he had wrapped it himself.
Di Baose slowly shuffled over.
Huan Yue asked in surprise, "You haven't changed your identity, have you?"
Di Baose shouted, "You've changed! My stomach hurts!"
Huan Yue blinked. Menstrual cramps? There was nothing he could do: "Go rest over there."
Di Baose said with a straight face, "I'll be watching your bag here."
Huan Yue nodded, looked at Zhu Jin, and took care of her.
Zhu Jin nodded. Actually, Di Baose was very irritable when she had menstrual cramps.
When I was about twelve or thirteen years old, I suddenly suffered such hardship, and all my bad tempers came out.
It was rare to be able to be subdued by the Empress, so Zhu Jin made Di Baose sit on the side to bask in the sun while making her comfortable.
It was impossible to be comfortable. Di Baose felt extremely uncomfortable. Why was it so difficult to be a woman?
Seeing that she was sweating profusely, Huan Yue realized that some people are in more pain than others and asked Zhu Jin, "Didn't you call the imperial physician to take a good look at her?"
Madam Sun replied, "This servant will fetch another doctor."
Huan Yue nodded: "He needs to be reliable." Then he said to Di Baose, "Losing your temper is bad for your health. Childbirth is even more painful than this. Everyone has to endure it. Take care of yourself, adjust your mindset, and you'll feel better in a few days."
Di Baose said dismissively, "What about a few days later? Or next month?"
Huan Yue asked, "Is a month a longer period of good or bad? You can rest comfortably, but think of how many pitiful women in the world suffer terribly, unable to rest as long as they have a breath left. So, accumulate good deeds in the future, and a peaceful mind is the best medicine."
Di Baose doesn't want to hear it!
Huan Yue was too lazy to talk, so she went to make dumplings.
Di Baose sat pitifully outside, basking in the sun.
The ginkgo tree has grown some leaves, which block some of the sunlight, so it's not too hot.
Drinking water seems to make me feel a little better.
Di Baose was thinking of her mother, so she wouldn't care about this. Otherwise, she would chat with her about random things.
Her grandmother was never like that; she did more than she said.
A palace attendant rushed over.
Di Baose saw that he was almost out of his mind.
The eunuch found the Empress and hurriedly said, "Empress Dong still wants to protect Consort Su, so the Emperor has ordered her to be flogged twenty times."
Huan Yue's eyes shone brightly!
The eunuch was blinded by the sight: "Hold him down and beat him." He ran away.
Huan Yue's face was beaming!
Xiuyun remained silent. Empress Dong really knew how to court death.
Huan Yue said in a low voice, "She is determined to prove her status and that she is above the sage. She has already fantasized about being like the sage, with golden words and jade-like pronouncements."
The palace maid said, "Aren't golden words meant to teach people to be careful with their words and actions?"
Huan Yue said, "Only a sage would think that way. A fool wouldn't. She just wants to prove her status, and then she does this and that."
The cook stood to the side, watching the empress roll up her sleeves and knead the dough.
Huan Yue's cooking skills are average, but he has learned how to make dumplings. However, the dough is different now, so he needs the chef's help.
The cook had only one impression: the Empress had a lot of strength in her hands!
Hmmmm, Huan Yue needs to be careful not to mix the dough with the bowl and the cutting board.
Huan Yue said to the cook, "Do I still have potential in terms of noodles?"
The palace maid was laughing heartily.
Huan Yue said, "Chopping firewood is also acceptable."
The cook observed that although the Empress was dressed very simply, it was only for the Empress's sake. If she were to actually chop firewood, His Highness would likely be powerless to stop her. "Or perhaps His Highness could chop it himself?" the cook suggested.
Knead the dough and start preparing the filling.
Di Baose came over to take a look and exclaimed in surprise, "Huan Yue, you're so skilled!"
Huan Yue asked her, "Do you know what proficiency means?"
I don't know, I'm gone.
However, even if Di Baose manages to avoid it today, she probably won't be able to avoid it in the future. She suddenly felt that menstrual cramps were actually quite good, at least she could rest for a few days each month.
As long as Huan Yue still has any humanity left, he shouldn't be ordered around for the next few days.
Zhu Jin looked at her lazy attitude and realized that people's pursuits can change.
The poor only want to be full, and the village girl only wants to marry into a family where she can eat her fill or at least have meat.
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