The waiting time was always unbearable. When the whip cracked, Yin instructed Su Peisheng to inform Qingyan to get off the carriage to greet him. She pouted and stepped off the carriage in her flowerpot-soled shoes. As soon as she stepped out, she felt a wave of heat wash over her.
"Little darling, kneel down next to me in a moment." Yin didn't say much, but pointed to the position on the right rear side.
She had no choice but to obey Yin's words and kneel there. Before long, Kangxi's dragon carriage and the Empress Dowager's phoenix carriage were approaching. It was already quite late when the First Princess Consort and Qingyan got off their carriages. They could only see two figures in light palace attire, one in green and one in blue, which contrasted sharply with the Third Princess Consort's heavy makeup and star-like appearance.
"Greetings to Grandmother, Greetings to Father, Greetings to Mother!" Yin and Qingyan's voices were drowned out by the courtiers' greetings. He pursed his thin lips tightly and quickly glanced back. Around Consort Tong's phoenix carriage were many of Kangxi's wives and servants. Yin breathed a sigh of relief. Behind them was only Consort Rong's carriage. This time, during the autumn harvest, Consort Rong was indeed among them. It was said that the Empress Dowager had requested it. Consort Rong had served him well when he was ill, and she continued to perform well during the autumn harvest.
"Get up and kowtow!" Li Dequan shouted loudly, standing beside the imperial carriage.
Qingyan thought she could stay a little longer to see the Qiu Mi blessing ceremony, but before she could even raise her head, Yin half-carried her and threw her into the carriage. As the curtain fell, her resentful, bear-like eyes softened Yin's heart.
During the blessing ceremony, no female relatives are allowed except for palace maids and nannies. If Qingyan wants to see it, he can only wait until after he ascends the throne.
Stinky!
Qingyan threw the cushion in front of the carriage curtain, then angrily ate two bites of the peach.
She suddenly patted her forehead with her small hand. Couldn't she still see things from outside the carriage? With the Fourth Prince not inside, this act of spying on the royal ceremony would definitely have some drawbacks.
That's enough!
Qingyan decided to give up. She puffed out her cheeks and listened intently to the sounds outside. The sound of drums and rhythmic long horns reminded her of the sacrificial ceremony she had seen at the Temple of Heaven in modern times.
As the rhythmic drumbeats played, she unconsciously closed her eyes slightly, her thoughts slowly becoming hazy.
Before the ceremony was over, Qingyan had already fallen asleep. Seeing her mistress fast asleep, Sulan quickly picked up a two-pound silk quilt and covered her with it.
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When Qingyan regained consciousness, the carriage was already moving. She took out her pocket watch from her small purse and realized it was already ten o'clock.
They set off at four o'clock, giving up an hour for prayers. The carriage had been traveling for an hour and a half. Looking out the window, she was a little bewildered. She couldn't see the street scenes on either side at all. The main road was paved with yellow dirt, and the dry curtains on both sides of the street completely blocked out the street scenes. She wanted to stick her head out to see the imperial procession.
Suddenly, I remembered a common plot hole in novels: the female protagonist would almost always make a fool of herself on her first trip, either falling off the carriage or being scolded by the Fourth Prince. She suppressed her curiosity and resolved to be an elegant Fourth Prince's wife.
"Has Si Si arrived yet?" Qingyan remembered that she wanted Yin to come over around eight o'clock to bring those chilled fruits.
"This servant has already handed over the fruit to Fourth Master as instructed by Master!" Su Lan was used to Qing Yan's way of addressing her and wouldn't bother to ask her master to correct it. After all, Fourth Master always followed her master's wishes, and as long as it wasn't out of line, he would never correct her.
At lunchtime, Xiao Sula from the kitchen served each master their food according to their rank. Looking at the large bowls of stew, she couldn't help but purse her lips, then turned and whispered to Su Lan, telling her to go and eat.
Yin lifted the carriage curtain and stepped inside. Her eyes were full of anticipation. Yin couldn't help but nod slightly and told Su Lan to go to the carriage following behind to have her meal first.
"This afternoon, I don't need to ride a horse and follow you. You can sit in the carriage behind. If anything happens, Su Peisheng will call you!" Yin was disgusted with the food, so he decided to go to that mysterious place with Xiao Guai to improve their meals.
"Yes, I'm awake!" Su Lan left the carriage space for the two of them and then got off.
Seeing that the servants had all left, Yin leaned close to Xiao Guai's ear and whispered in her ear.
"Let's go to that mysterious place, and I'll show you a good show later!" Yin held Xiao Guai's hand tightly, his little face full of confusion.
She and Yin turned and went behind the screen, instantly disappearing into the space.
Sisi sat on the comfortable sofa, feeling completely relaxed.
Riding horses in the morning not only tested his physical strength, but Yin Zhi also frequently caused trouble, and the court officials would also try to talk to him.
Finally, Emperor Kangxi issued an edict saying that the princes would no longer need to ride horses in the afternoon, which allowed him to relax.
"Watching a show?!" She slumped onto the sofa, holding a remote control and ordering food.
Yin looked at the food and saw that it was all his favorite food, except for the dry pot duck head, which Qingyan liked.
"This morning, Third Sister-in-law made a fool of herself!" Yin pulled up several images, one recorded from the very front of the ceremonial procession, and another showing the Third Princess's carriage.
Yinzhi was furious with his third wife. In the morning, during the journey, the third wife lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the ceremonial guard outside with a look of power and excitement on her face. The carriage stopped abruptly, and the third wife rolled directly onto the carriage curtain, making a loud noise. The princes immediately turned their attention to the third wife's carriage. They saw that the hairpin on the third wife's head had fallen to the carriage shaft due to inertia.
"What!" Qingyan looked at the replay on the screen and couldn't help but twitch her lips. This... scene was simply too classic. She suppressed her curiosity and realized that someone had indeed done it better than her.
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