The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

This New Year, Yinzhen behaved in a very easy-going and casual manner, allowing the ministers to eat, drink and have fun at the banquet. He just stood by with a smile and no words, or simply went out for some fresh air.

The banquet was hosted by Prince Yi Thirteen and Hong Yan.

He first went to the Cining Palace and talked with the Empress Dowager. As the Fourteenth was leading the army outside, he could not return to the capital in time, so he specially sent some things to the soldiers to prevent them from being lonely and homesick.

This move made all the civil and military officials in the court burst into tears of gratitude and praised the emperor for his wisdom.

Thirteen and Hongyan were busy sweating profusely, and the fifth and seventh brothers, as well as the little brothers Fifteen, Sixteen and Seventeen, were all asked to help.

And at this time...

Yinzhen leaned on the couch with his arm around Changning, reading a storybook together, chatting about the plot from time to time, eating a snack, peeling a grape, what a leisurely time.

"Hahaha, look at this scholar, he is full of tricks. He holds the lady's gold hairpin and says he wants to get engaged. I don't believe it. If it is a wooden hairpin, would he still want to enter into a marriage contract with her? He is just greedy for money." Changning curled his lips and couldn't help complaining.

Yinzhen laughed and said, "How do you know that a wooden hairpin can't get you engaged?"

"That's impossible. If he was a noble and upright scholar, who would be looking around in someone else's garden? It must be related to the women in the inner house, and they would be eager to leave as soon as possible to avoid being suspected of being in a melon field. But he is wandering here, saying that he is lost. Bah! I don't believe it. Lost, does it mean that he doesn't even recognize the garden?"

"Hahaha, Yaoxian is smart."

Chang Ning tilted his head proudly, raised his hand and looked at the watch: "Ah, it's already this time, should we go back to the banquet?"

Who would have thought that Yinzhen, who was always serious and tried to do everything perfectly, was not in a hurry at all at this moment.

"I've handed it over to Shisan and Hongyan. With them here, nothing will go wrong. This can be considered a small test."

"Will this work?" Chang Ning was a little worried. "The little ones are all here. Will Hong Zhao and Hong Qing fight again? Will Hong Chen cause trouble again?"

Yinzhen patted her head and comforted her: "Nothing, nothing. Hongyan is already eleven years old. I think he has become more tactful these days and has made great progress. Hongzhao is no longer the naive child he was back then. He knows exactly what to do in different occasions. You don't have to worry about it. Besides, the boy still has Honghui, Hongxi and Hongyu."

After hearing what he said, Changning felt slightly relieved.

Yinzhen didn't want to make her sigh during the New Year, so he pulled her and insisted on showing her his new clothes.

Changning smiled: "What clothes? I received four or five boxes of new clothes during the Chinese New Year. I can't wear them all. I have to wear them until March."

"That's nothing. It's just to make you happy. This is the good stuff." Yinzhen's tone aroused Changning's curiosity.

When he mysteriously pulled Changning into the inner hall, there was a scarlet dress hanging on the hanger inside. It was so dazzling that even the candlelight as bright as daylight next to it could not take away any of its charm.

Changning was stunned. She had never seen such a bright red before, nor had she ever seen such clothes made of such material. Even before she put the clothes on, but just hanging there quietly, it already gave off a brilliant color, as if a piece of moonlight in the sky was woven and knitted into the clothes.

The fabric alone looked as if it were woven from moonlight, not to mention the exquisite embroidery on it.

"What kind of material is this? It's so beautiful..."

No woman can resist the temptation of a new dress, let alone a global limited edition couture dress.

Yinzhen boasted to her in a slightly boastful tone: "I asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to develop this. It is called Yuehua Brocade. It is inspired by the Halo Brocade of the Han and Tang Dynasties. It uses colorful warp silk jacquard and took a lot of effort to develop it."

After he finished speaking, he sighed: "Originally, I wanted to let you wear this wedding dress on the day you were crowned queen, on our wedding night. Unfortunately, the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs were a little slow, and it took them so long to finally make one."

Until this moment, Chang Ning finally understood the preciousness of this item. It can be said that from the development of ancient China to the present day, this Yuehua brocade has only this one set of ready-made clothes, right in front of her, quietly hanging there, waiting for her to put it on.

Yinzhen hurriedly urged her to change: "It is natural to be more joyful and happy in the first year of ascending the throne. I also hope to stay with you forever. It's a pity that the wedding dress is a little late."

Chang Ning was moved, but could not say anything. She could only take off the dress made of Yuehua brocade and put it on herself.

When she put it on, she felt that the fabric was extremely soft, as if it had the texture of clouds, and it felt as if it was nothing on her body.

When she came out in this moonlit brocade dress, graceful and elegant, Yinzhen finally understood what it meant to be so charming with just one smile that all the beauties in the harem pale in comparison.

Changning looked radiant and her eyes were as clear as water. She wore the dress in a very harmonious way, showing her elegance and softness. She looked a little ethereal and beautiful, and she was almost not an ordinary person. Yinzhen was stunned and speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong? Are you stunned?" Changning poked Yinzhen's shoulder and sneered.

Yinzhen felt that the best decision tonight was to stay in the Yangxin Palace and spend the night with Yaoxian.

After the New Year, the excitement in the palace had not yet dissipated. There were operas every day and the houses were warm. The concubines had no other entertainment except the playground built by the Queen in the Imperial Garden, so they were more willing to gather together to listen to operas in winter.

Changning lost interest after listening for two days. She felt that Pingtan or storytelling were more interesting. As for drama, it had enough charm, but it took a long time to mumble a sentence. She was impatient and could not listen to it.

Hutuli also followed Changning and didn't like to go over to listen. He preferred to play mahjong with the empress dowager in the Cining Palace.

Surprisingly, Yierha actually loved listening to operas. When the concubines gathered together to listen, they often invited her. With Concubine Mao leading the way, Changning also went with her.

It just so happened that the play being performed on the stage today was "The Peony Pavilion".

Changning never liked to restrict people's thoughts, so she let them choose the repertoire of operas and the like.

The concubines listened with great interest. The actress on the stage was singing: "I dream of the chirping of orioles, and the years have passed in vain. I stand in a small courtyard."

Yierha seemed to have his secrets touched upon. He stood there in a daze, savoring these words carefully.

Concubine Mao on the side naturally noticed her daughter's abnormality and just handed her a grape to remind her.