The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Changning didn't know how other mothers would react when they received gifts made by their daughters.

But she did get a little teary-eyed.

Suddenly I remembered that in the past, when I was a child, I would draw a card for my mother every Mother's Day. I didn't have any talent for painting, and the characters I drew were often with big heads and small bodies, which were particularly funny, but my mother collected all my greeting cards and even bought an album for them.

Suddenly, I felt like my daughter had grown up and was feeling sorry for her mother. The little seedling that I had nurtured was now beginning to give me the same love in return.

Changning looked at Yinzhen and thought that he might have the same idea as herself.

Seeing that both his father and mother liked it very much, a smile appeared on Hutuli's face, and he thought to himself that he must make more clothes and more handkerchiefs for them next time.

Nowadays it seems that needlework is still very useful.

She had always been very resistant to it before. Compared with playing the piano and painting, she preferred swordplay, horse riding and archery.

But doing needlework and giving it to your loved ones is also a very happy thing.

In the evening, Yinzhen picked up the socks made for him by Hutuli, looked at them again and again, and rubbed them constantly, but he was reluctant to put them on.

Changning was the same. After discussing for a while, they decided that it would be better not to wear the socks that their daughter made for the first time. This is of great collection and commemorative significance.

The two of them simply opened the warehouse, found two sandalwood boxes, put it inside, and decided to keep it well.

After packing up, Yinzhen sighed, held Changning's hand, and said with some emotion: "These children are all very filial and well-behaved. Hutuli is more thoughtful. I used to worry that she was too masculine and lacked some girlish manners. Now it seems that our Hutuli is much better than those Manchu girls."

Talking about his daughter, Chang Ning was still very proud: "Of course, our Hutuli has always received the best education."

Yinzhen nodded and thought of Yierha again. He had discussed the child's marriage with his wife before and had also decided on how to educate her.

It seems to be working, and she is gradually reducing the frequency of following Mammy's orders, and has her own ideas. Although she is not as powerful as Hutuli, she is still much stronger than before.

But he also heard from Su Peisheng that Song Gege in the backyard wanted to find out about Yierha's marriage.

This made Yinzhen feel a little unhappy. Now according to the imperial edict, Yierha's mother was Fu Jin, and had nothing to do with the Song family. She was overstepping her authority.

But then he thought about how he was also raised in Empress Xiaoyi Ren's Chengqian Palace and was forced to be unable to get close to his biological mother, Concubine De. This was always a pity.

So how is his current behavior different from what the emperor did back then?

Yinzhen felt a chill on his back. He had never imagined that once a person reached the pinnacle of power, he would be so inconsiderate of other people's thoughts.

In the past, he was in a weak position and was somewhat dissatisfied with the arrangements made by those in higher positions, but he dared not speak out.

But now, he is in a strong position, and he has the same mentality as the former emperor. He only sees balance and his own interests, but has never thought from the perspective of the children.

Maybe, if it was Hongyan, Hongzhao or Hutuli, he would definitely take it into consideration.

After all, people’s hearts are biased.

But having realized this, Yinzhen could no longer pretend that nothing had happened. He decided to talk to the child's biological mother about Yierha's marriage.

During every festival, Yierha and Song can also meet.

The children grew up gradually and only had a vague understanding of the affairs of the mansion in the past. He was afraid that if he didn't handle it well, it would cause trouble for the children.

It is better to let the children untie their knots than to block them.

Yierha was indeed thinking of Song Gege in her heart. After all, she was her biological mother. This time when she was doing needlework, she also wanted to do something for her biological mother to show her filial piety.

She knew that her biological mother was secretly caring for her in the dark, and she had always known it.

For example, when the seasons change, there is always a bowl of pear soup on the table.

For example, in the cold winter, the charcoal fire in the house is always brighter. In order to cover up the bitter smell of medicine, a bunch of flower sachets will be hung in the tent. The smell is light, sweet and refreshing, just like the smell of mother.

This was all prepared by Song Gege.

Many of her clothes, purses, fan pendants, etc. were also made by Song Gege.

Although my mother did not raise me personally, her love has never left me.

Yierha had no way to express her feelings, nor could she get close to her biological mother openly.

After all, Fu Jin really loves her.

So Yierha was willing to give this pair of socks to Fu Jin.

Fu Jin is supervising Honghui's studies. Although she doesn't want her son to fight for anything and his health is the most important thing, she can't just watch him go astray.

To be honest, Fu Jin doesn't like Hongqing either, but for some reason, Honghui has a good relationship with him.

This time Hong Qing got into trouble, and after returning home he was severely beaten by the Third Prince. He was also forced to get up early every day to practice martial arts, such as horse stance and holding a jar. Within just a few days, he was tortured to the point of being miserable.

Honghui always wanted to visit this good brother. Mrs. Fu didn't want her son to get close to him, but it was not easy to say it directly, so she had to use homework as an excuse, saying that he had not studied during the New Year holidays in the past few days. If he entered the study room, would he be examined by the teacher?

Only then did Honghui sit down and review his lessons obediently.

Seeing Fu Jin's slightly worried look, Honghui knew that his mother didn't want him to go look for Hongqing.

Not only my mother, many people don't understand why I and Hongqing have such a good relationship.

But Honghui knew that it was not just a relationship of fate, but because their situations were so similar. They were like two wounded kittens huddling together for warmth.

He and Hongqing were both the eldest sons in the mansion, but their mothers were not close to their fathers and even rarely saw them for ten days or half a month.

The main courtyard is always cold, like an ice cellar, without laughter or popularity.

Sometimes when he stayed in the main courtyard, he felt it was so empty and quiet that he almost couldn't breathe.

At the same time, they both have a younger brother who is not born from the same mother.

This put tremendous pressure on both of them.

Not only was the younger brother favored, but his biological mother was also favored. In fact, the younger brother was smarter and more likable than himself.

No one can understand Honghui's thoughts, only Hongqing can empathize with him.