The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Chang Ning really didn't know how to answer, so he could only say: "You can ask the court doctor to prescribe some medicinal food to regulate your body."

Guarjia curled her lips and said, "I've tried this, but it doesn't work. The more I eat, the fatter I get!"

Chang Ning took a look at her. Not to mention that this Guaerjia lady really had a bit of a round and plump taste, but she didn't look fat, and she had a kind of charm. So she sincerely praised: "You are still pretty."

Guaerjia suddenly felt a little flattered, and touched her face with a smile: "I know this, I have been pretty since I was a child. But who doesn't like a willow-like waist?"

Changning did not answer her. Aesthetics is a personal matter. Anyway, she thought these concubines were all pretty.

After all, you marry a virtuous wife and a concubine for a beautiful one.

Changning felt that it made sense that these emperors were born good-looking. After all, their concubines were really beautiful. Once their genes were improved and passed down from generation to generation, they became more and more beautiful.

Of course, some emperors whose ugly genes were too stubborn had to be excluded.

After talking for a while, Changning ignored her and turned to look at the other table, not knowing what happened to the children.

She was the focus of the table. Everyone followed her gaze and looked at the child who was running away, feeling a little envious.

Being able to give birth is not a skill, raising a child is the real skill.

There are many children who died in the emperor's backyard now.

The only difference is that all the children born to Mrs. Chun are strong and smart, and none of them has ever suffered from any headaches or fevers.

I'm tired of saying the word "envy".

The wives of the legitimate wives at the other table couldn't help but see her, and they felt even more bitter.

Among the wives at the table, only a few have their own children.

The Crown Princess was very envious, as she had a princess but no son. As the Crown Princess, she knew the importance of a legitimate son, after all, her husband was made Crown Prince because of his legitimate son.

but……

But she vaguely felt that the emperor did not want her to give birth to a prince.

The Crown Princess breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t matter. Whether she had a son or not, she was still the Crown Princess.

When the New Year's banquet was halfway through, Kangxi left for a while. By then the atmosphere had become very lively and the children were already having fun.

Changning also chatted with Wanhe from time to time.

Not long after, there was a sudden commotion in the corner, and the sound of children shouting.

Chang Ning was alert and looked over there quickly. She found that it was the table where the children were and there seemed to be a fight. She was a little panicked and was about to go over with the help of Chuixue.

Wanhe was worried about the child and Changning, so she followed to support them.

But the people over there had formed a circle and it was impossible to get through. Chuixue was worried that Changning's stomach would be hit, so she held her hand tightly and refused to let go.

At this time, Fu Jin also came over and hurriedly advised: "Don't worry, the master and the others are still here, as well as the ladies, it will never be our turn. You are heavy, don't let yourself be bumped, you should sit down quickly."

Changning was so worried about the child that her palms were sweating and her heart was pounding.

After a while, Concubine De and Concubine Gui came out to take charge of the situation, allowing people to see the situation clearly and control the people around them.

After the crowd dispersed, Changning's heart finally settled down. It turned out to be her son.

However, it was not Fei Yang'a who was wailing, but Hong Qing who was crying bitterly.

Changning breathed a sigh of relief, at least he wasn't beaten.

The rest is no problem.

She suddenly stopped being anxious and sat down slowly, thinking that it must be that naughty kid Hong Qing who caused trouble again, so it would be nice to let Fei Yang'a teach him a lesson.

But the others were really surprised. Hong Qing had a bruised face and nose, and it looked like he had been beaten pretty hard!

Hong Zhao is five or six years younger than him!

Changning said, that's nothing, their Hongzhao was born with supernatural powers, and he had broken countless toys by sitting on them when he was a child.

Ever since he learned martial arts from Bodel, his brute strength has become stronger and stronger.

While comforting Hongqing, the imperial concubine sent someone to invite Kangxi back to take charge.

This made Rong Fei very sad. Hongqing was the apple of her eye. This time he was beaten at the New Year banquet, which was a great shame.

She was filled with resentment and spoke directly to Concubine De: "Sister Concubine De, how did you teach your children? Can you do that to your own brother? Even if it's just children playing around, it shouldn't be this excessive."

Defei also hugged Fei Yang'a, patted his back, signaled him not to be afraid, and replied with a smile: "Sister Rongfei, don't worry, it's still hard to know what happened, why don't you treat Hongqing's wound first."

Rong Fei was about to speak, but Kangxi strode in.

He also found it quite rare. In his opinion, a dispute or a fight among boys was nothing. However, he had rarely seen such a bold grandson.

He actually dared to do it at the annual banquet in the imperial palace.

When asked whose families they were from, they said they were Hongqing from the third son's family and Hongzhao from the fourth son's family.

Kangxi had also heard of the arrogant Hongqing. When the third son shaved his head a hundred days after Concubine Min's death, he was beaten by the thirteenth son, who said it was this unlucky son who did it. I didn't expect that he could cause trouble.

The only difference was that last time it was his father who got beaten, and this time it was his turn to get beaten.

However, he had no impression of Hong Zhao from the fourth family. He only remembered that Hong Yan was an extremely intelligent and clever person, just like the prince when he was young.

But how could the fourth son, with his cold personality, give birth to such a bad-tempered son?

It's also quite rare.

When he returned to the main hall, the first thing he saw was Hong Qing's nose bleeding. He felt really distressed: "Liang Jiugong, hurry up and take care of Hong Qing."

Then he turned around and looked at Fei Yang'a.

Good boy, he is really strong, like a calf on the grassland, he looks so strong. At such a young age, he can knock down a child who is five or six years older than him in one fell swoop. He really has the style of a Qing Dynasty royal family.

Kangxi admired it in his heart, but he kept calm on the surface.

"Hong Zhao, tell me what's going on? Why did you hit someone?"

Fei Yang'a was no stranger to Kangxi. He knew that this was the emperor, the master of the world, and his own emperor, so he was not afraid and answered loudly: "Reply to Emperor Huang, it was Hongqing who mocked me first!"

Kangxi raised his eyebrows: "Why, he mocked you and you took action?"

Fei Yang'a was still a little unwilling to give up. He thought that he had not hit him lightly. This Hong Qing was just a paper tiger. He talked big but was knocked down by one punch and could not even last a single round.

It's really contemptible.

What did my mother say?

Little trash, you can't afford to play, you don't have the ability.