When Yinzhen watched Changning handle affairs so efficiently, he felt a mix of relief, disappointment, and heartache.
He still remembered the Changning of the past, when she didn't have so many responsibilities and lived happily every day, making the dull and boring days interesting. Her cheerful spirit made people feel comfortable just by looking at her, and that's how he was gradually attracted to her.
But now that she has power and status, she also faces enormous pressure and responsibility.
Seeing her increasingly thin figure, Yinzhen was unwilling to keep her busy any longer, so he directly handed these matters over to the female officials. They were all Changning's confidantes, whom she had personally promoted. They were capable and resourceful, so this opportunity was a chance to train them and give them a chance to realize their ambitions.
Changning chuckled, "Great, now I can finally relax."
Yinzhen kissed her tired eyes and brows: "You should rest well. You haven't had a break since I ascended the throne. The spicy snacks you made last time were delicious, want to make them again?"
Changning, who had been squinting from exhaustion, smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's go eat spicy strips. Also, I had a chef from Guangxi make snail rice noodles today, do you want to try some?"
Yinzhen nodded and said indulgently, "Alright, then try it."
Looking at the bowl of snail rice noodles in front of him, which reeked of a foul stench and was covered in chili oil, his expression cracked slightly. He asked doubtfully, "Yaoxian, is this even edible?"
Changning immediately took a slurp, ah! So delicious!!!
Seeing Yinzhen's resistant expression, Changning persuaded him, "It just smells bad, but tastes delicious, just like stinky tofu. It's really delicious. This is the flavor of pickled bamboo shoots, a specialty of Liuzhou. I specially asked the imperial chef to fry this egg; it absorbs the broth very well."
As she talked, Changning slurped up some noodles, drank some soup, and ate half a fried egg that had soaked up the red oil broth. It was so satisfying!
Seeing Yao Xian let out a satisfied sigh, Yinzhen's lips twitched, and his mind wavered somewhat.
It looks... like it should taste pretty good... right?
Watching the woman in front of him eat with gusto, her eyes crinkling with happiness, Yinzhen also took a bite without changing his expression. He was determined that no matter how it tasted, he absolutely could not spit it out.
And then... he actually liked it.
This large bowl of snail rice noodles, in addition to the usual pickled bamboo shoots and wood ear fungus, also included fried eggs, sea cucumber, braised duck feet, and braised quail eggs, making it a very generous bowl. As a result, Yinzhen even finished the soup.
After finishing his drink, he ignored Changning's teasing gaze and said, "I'll eat this again tomorrow."
Hahahahahahahaha
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation
Yinzhen was writing and drawing on his desk, trying to please Yaoxian. He even drew a design for a garment himself.
The painting depicts a graceful woman with a slender figure, wearing a pearl-pink jacket and an apricot-pink cheongsam with silver trim. Around her neck is a pure white rabbit collar trim.
Yinzhen could already imagine how the rabbit fur would make her small, delicate face appear even whiter and more radiant.
After the ladies-in-waiting from the Imperial Wardrobe arrived, Yinzhen handed the painting to Su Peisheng and instructed, "Finish this piece in the next couple of days. Use the fabric that arrived a few days ago. Use pearls from the East China Sea for the embellishments, and silver thread for the embroidery. Don't use anything else that would tarnish the colors..."
Yinzhen rattled off a long list of requirements, leaving Su Peisheng dizzy. However, Liu Shanggong from the Imperial Wardrobe was clearly an expert, remembering the Emperor's instructions perfectly.
In addition to the clothing designs, Yinzhen also specially drew some cup designs, which Changning had told him about before.
Unlike modern cups and saucers, these were larger and deeper, and had a handle, supposedly for drinking milk or plum juice.
She also wanted a few smaller, more delicate ones, with fresh flowers in full bloom. She wanted the jade hairpin flowers to be shaped and blooming around the cup. It took Yinzhen nearly an hour to draw the one in her mind.
In a few days, the clothes and cups will be finished.
Yinzhen personally brought a small box to Chengqian Palace.
His daughters were there when he arrived.
Hutuli was teaching her two younger sisters to play house. She had prepared many dolls, all of which Changning had given her since they were little.
"This is the eldest brother, Fat Tiger."
This is the second brother, the one with white hair.
This is the third sister, Jade Rabbit.
..."
Hutu introduced each of the dolls to her sisters one by one, and the three of them pretended to be the leaders of these dolls, leading them in a war between doll armies.
Looking at the exceptionally sweet-smiling Yartan, Yinzhen said in a childish voice, "Brothers, charge! Charge! Let's fucking kill them!"
Yinzhen?
"Yaltan, what are you saying? You are a princess, and princesses cannot speak such vulgar language."
Yinzhen frowned, but still gently instructed him.
Yartan blinked: "I know, Father. But that's what my sister just said."
Seeing his father's unfriendly gaze, Hutuli forced a dry smile: "No... it's Mother's storybook..."
Yinzhen was speechless: "Why are you teaching your sister these things?"
"I'm not going to say anything more."
Hutu rubbed his hands together, looking pitifully at Yinzhen, which made him sigh. It wasn't a good idea to pursue the matter further.
Then, at this moment, the youngest daughter, the usually quiet and gentle Unashi, spoke up: "Don't be afraid, sister, bring the Second Battalion Commander's Italian cannon over."
? ? ? ? ?
Yinzhen was completely bewildered. What strange stuff was Yaoxian writing now?
He didn't want to see his gentle and lovely daughters say those things again, so he had to put on a stern face and act as a strict father, giving them a lecture. He only stopped when he saw their red eyes.
He strode into the study and found Yao Xian engrossed in writing something at her desk. He walked closer to take a look.
"What? Li Yunlong dares to attack Ping'an County? Has he gone mad?"
Haha, so what? Give him a division, and he'll dare to attack Taiyuan.
..."
Yinzhen's lips twitched. Why did she start writing these stories whenever he asked her to rest?
The previous art style was relatively normal, nothing more than "The domineering prince falls in love with me", "The arrogant imperial physician, don't run away", "Rebirth: I become an idol in a brothel" and the like. Why is it all fighting and killing now?
However, looking at the last sentence Changning wrote, Yinzhen was slightly moved.
"We must always draw our swords when facing an enemy!"
A true swordsman, when encountering an opponent on a narrow path, no matter how powerful the opponent is, even if the opponent is the greatest swordsman in the world, knowing that he is no match, will still resolutely draw his sword.
When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave one will prevail.
That is the soul of our army.
"This..." Yinzhen's eyes were touched. So, Yaoxian had such a broad mind and vision. No wonder the children were raised so well by her.
When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave one will prevail...
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