The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Hearing Ama mention Mother, Honghui almost couldn't hold back his tears, and uttered a heavy nasal voice: "Ama... Mother... She was trying to save me... It's all my fault, I held her back, I killed Mother!"

Yinzhen patted his son's shoulder and said sternly: "Honghui, it's not you who did this, it's the rebels and the people who plotted rebellion! What you need to do is not to complain about yourself, but to have enough ability to protect yourself and fight for your mother's honor!"

"Although Fu Jin has passed away, the Ulanara clan is still here. Your father is already preparing to promote your two uncles, and when there are vacancies in the capital, they will be placed there. You should also know that your mother valued the glory of you and the Ulanara clan the most when she was alive. Whether it's for her or for something else, the grandson of the Aisin-Gioro clan must never indulge in grief!"

Didn't Yinzhen feel the same way?

When Tong's mother passed away, he ignored other people's advice and wore mourning clothes himself, following the etiquette of a parent and child. At that time, his mother might have felt resentful towards him, but he couldn't do it. Tong's mother had raised him, so how could he let her die without a child?

For the sake of Tong E'niang's posthumous honor, he still did it, just to have a clear conscience.

So he really understood that Honghui was heartbroken after Fu Jin passed away, but he must not continue to dwell on it, otherwise it would become a demon in his heart.

Honghui is still young and has a weak constitution. If he indulges himself too much in grief, it will definitely not be a sign of longevity.

I've finally got my body in better shape after all these years, but I'm afraid it will collapse again.

Even though he valued Hongyan more over the years, he never wanted anything to happen to Honghui. After all, he was his own son, and his health was always what Yinzhen was most concerned about.

Honghui nodded his head, held back his tears, and ate his meal obediently.

Yinzhen sighed and said, "Go out with your brothers for a while. There are many casualties outside. Honghui, do what you can."

Honghui nodded.

When he, Hong Yan and Hong Zhao left the palace, they found that the outside was in devastation. The palace servants cleaned up everywhere, but the dried bloodstains could not be washed away.

Honghui was shocked, as if he saw the chaos of that night again and recalled the moment when his mother fell on him.

He couldn't help but trembled in his voice and asked softly: "Hongyan, when you go out, there are so many dead people, aren't you afraid?"

Hong Yan knew that his elder brother had been feeling depressed recently because of his mother, so he could only answer truthfully: "Brother, I am not afraid. I still have my father and mother, as well as my brothers, behind me. I cannot retreat. The same goes for you, brother. You still have your father and elder sister behind you, so you cannot retreat either."

Honghui's eyes became hot.

Yinzhen went out to do his work again. Before leaving, he asked someone to stew a bowl of donkey-hide gelatin, lily and bird's nest for Changning.

Changning woke up and washed up, then drank a bowl of bird's nest, sighing in her heart, wondering whether this beauty product really worked. Yinzhen recently asked her to drink a bowl every morning. Could it be that the child would really be a delicate daughter when she was born?

But this should be determined by the man's Y chromosome, right?

Never mind, it tastes pretty good. I’ll add some milk next time.

Not long after finishing his drink, Changning wanted to order another serving of authentic Northeastern clay pot Yunnan cross-bridge rice noodles.

But Fubuki secretly reported that someone was coming.

Almost at that moment, Changning knew it was Mengguqing.

"Please ask her to come!"

As soon as Changning finished speaking, he saw a Mongolian man coming in from outside the door. He was thinner than an ordinary man, but stronger. The muscles hidden under his clothes would not let anyone doubt his strength.

Looking up, he saw a dark complexion, a hideous scar on his face, and an untidy beard, with no trace of his former self at all.

"Meng Guqing?" Chang Ning called out tentatively, and saw the man in front of him showing his white teeth, and a familiar voice sounded: "Chang Ning! I miss you so much!"

This is the taste!

Chang Ning rushed over and the two of them gave each other a big hug. Apart from anything else, she was now so real that even her best friend couldn't recognize her!

But Changning felt more distressed.

Whether it's the scar, the rough skin, or the wounds all over the body, they all tell how much rain, wind, frost, swords and swords this once proud Mongolian princess has endured.

"You've worked hard along the way."

Seeing Changning's distressed expression, Mengguqing waved her hand nonchalantly and said in a rough voice: "Hey, it's okay, it's not hard. I feel so happy. Every day I run on the grassland with my horse and my eagle and take care of my people. This is the life I should live. Changning, thank you."

Chang Ning pulled her to sit down. God knows she had a lot to say and a lot to ask!

Meng Guqing casually took a piece of snack from the table and ate it while praising: "The snacks here are more exquisite. But the meat is still better in our place. I came in a hurry this time, I will ask someone to drive some sheep for you later. Also, I heard that you are pregnant again? Do you have enough medicinal materials?"

Thinking of the mountain of medicinal herbs she brought every time she gave birth, Chang Ning couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, there are enough medicinal herbs."

Mengguqing sighed: "Alas, when I left, Fei Yang'a was only that young, and now you have given birth to several sons."

"They all miss you, especially Hutuli and Feiyanga, who both say you are their idol!"

Meng Guqing smiled so hard that his teeth could not be seen: "That's great, I will go to the yard and teach them a few moves later."

Chang Ning pushed her again: "You said you ran away from the capital like that, if you had told me, I could have made more plans for you."

Meng Guqing shook his head: "Everyone has their own responsibility, I don't want to implicate you. Changning, you have helped me a lot. You made me realize my own heart and understand where I fit in. And I know that if it weren't for you, the Fourth Prince would not have helped me so easily."

"You have developed Wuzhumuqin very well now, right? I heard from Hongyan that the place has abundant grass and water, and a strong military force. It's all thanks to you."

Mengguqing smiled and said, "I finally lived up to Abu Eji's expectations."

"I believe you will get better and better."

Mengguqing nodded heavily. Although the previous days were difficult, fortunately he had survived.

Chang Ning thought about it and asked: "Amur..."

When Mengguqing heard the name, his expression suddenly became complicated: "He helped me a lot. His Abu didn't want to have anything to do with me at all. It was because he brought a team of people to support me and help me that I was able to conquer the tribe so quickly. This time, he also followed me."