Madam Song shook her head and smiled bitterly: "How could I not know? But this is for Yierha's own good. She is young and not very resolute. After what happened before, I am really worried about her."
I've heard that His Majesty has found her a good marriage again. This concubine absolutely cannot stand by and watch Yierha ruin her future; I must keep a close eye on her."
Changning "..."
“Consort Mao, you’ve been bitten by a snake once and are now afraid of ropes for ten years. Yierha has learned from her mistakes, how could she make the same mistake again? You’re showing too little distrust towards her.”
Changning wasn't one to meddle in other people's business, after all, it was a matter between her and her daughter. But she was the Empress, and also the mother of Yierha. If something happened to the princess, she would also bear responsibility.
What's more, the girl is fifteen or sixteen years old this year, which is the age of junior high school and senior high school, a rebellious period!
She had been through that age herself and remembered that when she was in high school, there were often classmates who were troubled by love. They would skip classes, cry every day, and even make a scene that everyone knew about, such as taking pills. Some of them were even entangled with several men.
She really didn't want to see Yierha become like that.
After all, if children in their rebellious phase are not properly guided, they can easily go astray. Furthermore, one should not resort to beatings or scolding, or constantly suppress and control them; this will only push them further away, and once their rebellious tendencies arise, it's impossible to imagine what they might do next.
That's why Changning earnestly offered her advice.
Unexpectedly, Consort Mao burst into tears: "Your Majesty...you don't know...all these years, Yierha has been my lifeblood...I'd risk my life to earn her a good future..."
Changning believes this. If she hadn't harmed Li's second son for her daughter's sake, she wouldn't have been separated from Yierha for so many years. She was trying her best to give her daughter a better future.
Consort Mao cried with genuine sorrow, showing no trace of the tearful beauty of a beautiful woman, but rather the heartache and helplessness of an ordinary mother facing her daughter.
"His Majesty has already reconsidered the marriage arrangements. If Yierha makes any mistakes this time, the Emperor's grace will be gone, and how difficult will the princess's future be!" Consort Mao couldn't help but think of the late Emperor's princesses.
Wasn't she also the late emperor's own daughter?
This shows who the late emperor truly loved.
If even favored princesses were married off to distant lands, it goes without saying that those who were not favored might not even have remembered their features clearly, or even have their names. Their titles were only chosen by the Imperial Household Department before their marriages.
Although Yinzhen is now truly concerned about his children, who is willing to gamble with human nature?
You can forgive a child for making a mistake once, but as an emperor, can you tolerate your daughter making the same mistake again and again?
Consort Mao was terrified, which is why she decided to have eight governesses monitor her, lest she make another grave mistake.
Changning was helpless. The root of the problem was Yierha. If she really had that intention, even eight nannies couldn't keep an eye on her!
She had seen The Shawshank Redemption before; even in such an impenetrable prison, someone still managed to escape.
"Consort Mao, don't worry. I have already discussed it with the Emperor. In March, we can find a pretext to let Yierha and Fashan of the Guarjia clan meet."
Consort Mao was stunned.
They'd all forgotten to cry.
Is this okay?
She felt like her brain was made of mush.
Can I meet my future son-in-law?
Consort Mao couldn't quite describe her feelings, but her intuition told her it was a good thing. Having a candidate in mind would put her mind at ease if Yierha could see him.
If the daughter takes a liking to it, then everyone will be happy, and they can forget about the previous mean-spirited and calculating person.
If she truly didn't like her daughter, she was willing to swallow her pride and kneel in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for days and nights to help her daughter.
Having understood this, Consort Mao gratefully grasped Changning's hand: "Your Majesty's great kindness is something I can never repay."
In fact, she had already brought a gift for Changning this time: a four-sided kang screen that she had embroidered herself. The embroidery on it was exquisite, and Zhang Mama had seen it and said that it was indeed the work of Consort Mao, and that she must have embroidered it by hand for a year.
Changning could sense this effort. After all, she was grateful and never caused trouble in the palace. Moreover, she could suppress Consort Qian. No matter what, from any perspective, Changning was willing to help her.
However, there were many rules governing men from outside the palace entering the palace for an audience.
Changning thought he would make plans again after some time.
At the very least, we should wait until springtime when the flowers bloom.
The most urgent task now is for Hongyang to move to the South Third Residence and begin his studies at the Imperial Study.
She wasn't actually too worried, since Hongyang's older brothers were there, Hongmin and Hongchen, who were about the same age as him and used to like to play with him.
However, Hongyang is only kindergarten age in modern times. Previously, his sons lived in the front yard of the mansion, and the journey was not far. Changning could see her sons almost every day. But if they were to move to the South Third Residence, it would be much farther away.
Yinzhen knew that Changning was worried. He originally thought that he could simply wait two more years before letting Hongyang move over, and let him start his education in the Imperial Study first, and then return to Chengqian Palace in the evening.
Little did anyone know that Hongchen had been eagerly hoping to have a younger brother so that he could get rid of the title of the youngest person in the South Third Institute and even develop himself into an older brother. He was unwilling to let go of this opportunity and kept telling Hongyang how great and free it was there.
Not only can you catch insects and crickets, but you can also bring your kitten to sleep with you. You won't have your father or mother to look after you, and you can eat whatever you want.
Moreover, there is a training ground near the South Third Institute where you can ride horses, practice hoopoe, practice archery, and even play basketball. There are plenty of places to have fun.
There were many brothers studying together, and with so many people, it was lively and fun. We could play any game with great enthusiasm.
Although there were some things that Hongyang didn't understand, he was infected by his brother's excitement. So he tugged at Changning's sleeve and said in a childish voice, "Mother! I want to move in with my brothers."
Changning was taken aback, then looked at Hongchen standing to the side and asked, "Did you instigate Hongyang?"
Hongchen pouted: "Mother, what do you mean by instigating? I was just telling the truth."
Changning sighed, "Oh well, even a young son has a rebellious phase. Let them be. I'll bring two reliable palace maids and eunuchs from here to take good care of them later."
We'll have to go there sooner or later anyway. Let's see if Hongyang can adapt first. If not, we'll bring him back.
Hongyang's beautiful big eyes blinked, both innocent and clear, which softened Changning's heart.
There was also a sigh.
Hongyang is so beautiful. Wouldn't it be better if his sisters had such good looks?
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