The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Mulan Paddock

"Hahaha! I'm back again! Pull out the horse quickly, I'm going to run two laps!" As soon as he arrived at the grassland, Hongzhao seemed to let himself go. He always felt that riding a horse in the capital was not fun.

As for horse riding and archery, it must be fun to be on the endless prairie.

Changning saw that Hongyan and Hutuli were also eager to try, so he simply let them go for a run. Anyway, the Royal Guards had already surrounded the place and had checked it in advance, so it was very safe.

Looking at the children's backs as they left, she sighed and said, "Children are still so energetic!"

Even Hongmin, Hongchen and Hongyang were not tired at this moment. They looked around curiously. However, what made her happy was that Hongchen no longer rejected his younger brother. On the contrary, he was now committed to making Hongyang his own little follower.

Because Hong Zhao told him the stories of the outlaws in the Water Margin. Hong Chen thought being a big brother was the coolest thing, and it would be even better if he had 108 little brothers.

He even went to Changning and asked her in a cute baby voice: "Mother, can you give me 108 brothers like Liangshan did?"

Chang Ning didn't know how his 36-degree mouth could utter such cold words.

When they arrived at the yurt, Changning first changed into comfortable clothes, as she also wanted to go out for some fresh air!

It just so happened that Yinzhen had finished his work and put away all the memorials, saying that he wanted to take her around.

Changning simply changed into riding clothes. The bright red clothes looked clean and neat. His hair was all tied up, making him look quite heroic.

Changning was not very good at riding horses, but she had always been interested in it. Yinzhen even picked out a chestnut mare for her. The mare had a gentle temperament and liked to be close to people. Changning liked her very much and named her Feixue.

Yinzhen didn't understand why the chestnut horse was named Feixue.

But this did not stop him from applauding.

"Horses are our most loyal friends. No matter where we are, they can lead us home." Yinzhen patted Feixue, "As long as you let it recognize its master, it will never betray you."

In addition to Changning, Yinzhen also picked out ponies for Hongmin, Hongchen and Hongyang, and specially asked An Da to teach them. It was the first time for the little boys to sit on a horse and they screamed with excitement.

Changning turned around and saw that his sons had already grasped the reins, eager to try. His face immediately turned red. He thought he couldn't be worse than his three-year-old son.

but……

She may not be able to compare with him.

After all, when Hutuli was three years old, he was already very good at riding and shooting, and he even killed a wild boar when he was five years old.

Seeing Changning sitting on the horse very stiffly with an unnatural posture, Yinzhen turned over, mounted the horse gracefully, sat behind her, and held her in his arms.

"Relax, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Behind Changning was the man's broad shoulders, and she suddenly felt safe.

The two of them rode together, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, they looked as beautiful as a painting.

"Oh, she's so well-behaved!" Changning exclaimed softly. Feixue seemed to sense her nervousness and walked slowly. Then Yinzhen squeezed the horse's belly, and it started to trot briskly.

"Come on, follow the horse's rhythm, don't be too stiff, and relax your legs, otherwise it will be painful tonight."

Changning smiled like a flower, with a cunning look in her eyes, which made Yinzhen almost unable to open his eyes: "Then why don't you give me a massage tonight?"

Yinzhen swallowed.

Hongyan, Hutuli and Hongzhao, who had just finished a lap of the race, came back and saw the Emperor Father and Empress riding horses sweetly together. They didn't even need to say anything, everyone present could feel the deep affection between them.

The three children were silent for a long time.

Hong Zhao sighed at first: "My mother is already so old, and she is just starting to learn how to ride a horse!"

amount……

Hongyan and Hutuli looked at each other. It seemed that this kid only saw how he laughed at his mother. Didn't he see that his father and mother's eyes were all drawn? That sticky energy made them blush.

Hutuli had originally said so firmly that she would never marry again, but when she looked at her father and mother in the distance, she thought, well, if there was someone who loved her so much, she should be very happy, right?

Hong Yan was also a little thoughtful.

When night falls, it's time to light the bonfire.

Yinzhen will meet with the Mongolian princes tonight, and Changning will go with him.

The roasted lamb here is really delicious, and the ethnic minorities know how to sing and dance. The enthusiastic Mongolian girls' dancing makes people feel a vibrant vitality. Changning watched with great interest.

Mengguqing also arrived. She was dressed in prince's attire and had a steady and serious expression on her face. She looked at Changning across the campfire and her expression softened instantly. She raised her wine glass and faced Changning from a distance.

Changning was also a little surprised. She originally thought that Mengguqing had to hide her female body all the time and it was best not to show it in front of others. However, she did not expect Mengguqing to sit there so openly and honestly.

Even though she was a woman, none of the Mongolian princes present looked down on her.

In Mongolia, strength is more important. Mengguqing has proved with her ability that she is no worse than any man. Even under her leadership, Ujumchin is stronger than ever before.

Even if some people want to show contempt for her identity as a woman, they have to take into account Wuzhumuqin's strength. This is the confidence that allows her to walk with dignity.

Changning's eyes lit up. If the Mongolian prince could be a woman... then the female officials in the palace could also be arranged.

Honghui sat aside, looking at the lively scene in front of him, and he seemed more and more lonely. This was the place where his mother's life was taken away.

He could hardly control his emotions, but Hong Yan sat beside him and served him a bowl of sweet date soup: "Brother, you should eat less of this much mutton. This soup was specially made for you by Ama."

Honghui raised his head, a little stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of Yinzhen in disbelief. Seeing that he was also looking at him, his eyes suddenly turned red. He took the sweet date soup and thanked Hongyan.

"Hongyan, thank you."

Hong Yan smiled and sat beside him: "What's the big deal? We are brothers. Brother, why are you so polite?"

Honghui slowly drank the hot and sweet soup with a spoon, and his voice was almost inaudible: "I'm not being polite... I'm just afraid... you don't treat me as a relative anymore."

The Mongolian song was cheerful and loud. Hong Yan could not hear it, but he patted Hong Hui on the shoulder and said, "Brother, Ama has always been proud of you, and so am I. No matter what, you will always be my brother."