On her way to the palace, Yi Hua already knew about the farce that had taken place there.
There have been many speculations in the past regarding the claim that Emperor Yongzheng's ascension to the throne was illegitimate. However, at that time, the Fourteenth Prince was already a highly honored general with military achievements and unparalleled imperial favor, which indeed easily aroused people's imaginations.
Yinzhen ascended the throne many years earlier than recorded in previous historical texts. The Fourteenth Prince has only just taken root and has not yet sprouted. In terms of imperial favor, he is not particularly outstanding among the princes, after all, there is a deposed crown prince in place.
Under these circumstances, Consort De still stepped forward, leaving Yinzhen's political enemies with a point of attack that would last forever.
Look, even your own mother doesn't support you. You're a failure as a son, let alone as an emperor.
Yihua could imagine Yinzhen's anger, especially since Consort De's words implied that Honghui was also involved.
After they actually met, Yi Hua realized that Yin Zhen was very calm. He even had the mood to ask her what she had for breakfast, just like every ordinary morning before.
Upon hearing Yinzhen's voice, Yihua immediately stood up. She suddenly realized that she should bow and quickly knelt down.
"What are you doing?" Yinzhen's voice was full of laughter as he bent down to help Yihua up. "Looks like I scared you."
"Your Majesty... I feel so unreal." It had been more than a month since the two had last met. Looking at Yinzhen in his yellow robe, Yihua felt for the first time the reality that her husband was the Emperor.
Yinzhen smiled and reached out to pinch Yihua's cheek hard: "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts." Yi Hua instinctively flinched back, her face turning red from being pinched.
"That's true. Yihua, Tangtang, I did it. From now on, we are the masters of the Forbidden City, and no one will bully you anymore." Yinzhen's eyes shone brightly, and he was in a state of extreme excitement.
Yi Hua smiled. She suddenly understood Fan Jin. When someone suddenly gets what they've always wanted, they're prone to extreme joy and sorrow.
Yinzhen pulled Yihua into his arms: "I've been sleeping alone these past few days, and I feel like something's missing. It's almost lunchtime, so let's rest for a while."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yi Hua felt a weight on her shoulder; Yin Zhen had already fallen asleep.
Although it wasn't comfortable to be fully dressed and lying in bed being held tightly, Yi Hua didn't move. She tried to relax her body and carefully examined the sleeping face so close to hers. She hadn't noticed it before, but now the dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible. Given his personality, she wondered how many hours he had rested during this time.
Yi Hua reached out and brushed the stray hairs from Yin Zhen's ear, slowly closed her eyes, and gradually drifted off to sleep.
At the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Su Peisheng stopped a beautiful woman dressed as a palace maid: "Miss Feifei, the masters are inside. You cannot enter without a summons."
This Feifei was an old servant of the Yangxin Hall. After Yinzhen moved in, the older servants were released, a few were brought in from the Yongqin Prince's Mansion, a few more were sent in from the Imperial Household Department, and a few of the old servants were also kept.
Feifei was the prettiest of all the palace maids, and Su Peisheng could see through her intentions at a glance. If it had been yesterday, he wouldn't have stopped her, but now that the princess had come along, he couldn't let these blind fools in.
"His Majesty instructed this morning that we should have old duck soup for lunch. If it gets cold, will you explain to His Majesty, Eunuch?" Fei Fei was unwilling to give up. She rarely had the opportunity to be alone with the Emperor.
Su Peisheng's face darkened. He knew that the composition of the Yangxin Hall was now complicated, and the old people would have to be purged sooner or later, but this would take time. However, Feifei was the first person who dared to directly contradict him.
“Miss Feifei has lofty ambitions, but be careful not to fall too hard if you climb too high. Please go back. If you disturb your masters, I can't save you.” Su Peisheng was determined to be the gatekeeper, and Feifei had no choice but to leave, looking back every few steps.
Su Peisheng's apprentice came over and said, "Master, this young lady has been showing off in the Hall of Mental Cultivation lately. Why are you trying to stop her?"
"You brat, don't laugh at your master. The two masters have been reunited after a long time. If you really let her in, it'll be your master who loses his head." Su Peisheng rolled his eyes.
"Ah...no way, we're still in mourning." The little eunuch gaped.
"Shut up already." Su Peisheng lowered his voice, kicked him, and chased him away.
Yi Hua was woken up by hunger. She hadn't eaten much in the morning and had overslept at noon. She rubbed her eyes and found that Yin Zhen was already awake, leaning against the bed with a memorial in his hand, reading it.
Hearing the noise, Yinzhen put down the memorial: "You're awake. Are you hungry? Su Peisheng, serve the meal!"
The imperial kitchen had been waiting for a long time. Before long, after washing their faces, a series of exquisite dishes were laid out on the table.
Yi Hua silently counted in her mind that there were at least ten dishes, and seeing that the eunuchs' pace was still increasing, the two of them couldn't finish them even if they ate a whole pig's stomach.
This is far too extravagant.
Fortunately, these weren't all for them to eat. Yinzhen casually pointed to a few dishes, intending to reward his beloved younger brothers and hardworking ministers. So Yihua watched as those dishes were taken away untouched.
"That's like taking off your pants to fart," Yi Hua thought to herself, and couldn't help but laugh.
Yinzhen smiled and served Yihua a bowl of soup: "Aren't you used to it? I'm only just getting used to it myself. It tastes better when the whole family is gathered together."
Yi Hua took it, took a sip, and her eyes lit up: "Delicious!"
This is not even in the same league as what she used in Yonghe Palace before.
"How are the children?" Yinzhen asked.
"I sent Little Wolf and Liu Liu to Ulanara's house a long time ago. The palace is in a mess right now, so I haven't gone to pick them up. I'll just send them to the palace in a few days."
"Honghui took Hongyun to study together, and I heard that he was so angry that he hit him with a ruler."
“I told the eldest princess to focus on preparing her dowry.”
"But Honghui somehow found out about what happened that day, and he seemed a little sad." Yihua hesitated for a moment before bringing it up again.
Yinzhen sneered: "Your Majesty not only wants to be the Empress Dowager, but also a powerful one. Keep dreaming!"
Yi Hua discovered that Yin Zhen had become much more unrestrained after becoming emperor, and had even uttered such vulgar words.
“Your Majesty, I’m not saying this to upset you, it’s just that Honghui won’t tell me anything. It’s not good for him to keep it bottled up inside. Please try to talk to him when you have time.” Yihua put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs on Yinzhen’s plate. It seems that the Imperial Kitchen has a very accurate grasp of Yinzhen’s preferences.
Yinzhen agreed, knowing he would cherish his own child.
"You can stay here for now. The palaces in the inner palace are still under renovation. Although no one lives in Changchun Palace, it's considered an unlucky omen." Yinzhen had clearly already thought it through.
"This isn't in accordance with the rules, is it?" Yi Hua hesitated.
Yinzhen raised an eyebrow: "What I say is the rule!"
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