Since they are all worn by the Qing Dynasty, you might as well be bold and choose Kangxi!

In the Tiyuan Hall, the contestants for the selection of concubines also heard the news. They gathered in groups of three or four and discussed in low voices.

"Oh my god, the emperor actually appointed Concubine Xian as Imperial Concubine Xian. I must be dreaming. How could it be so sudden?"

"That's right. The Imperial Noble Consort is the Vice Empress, and there is no Empress in the palace, so she is the Empress in name only. Imperial Noble Consort Xian has only been in the palace for three years! And she is childless. My God! How much the Emperor dotes on her! He really ignores all the rules and regulations!"

"Now what I envy the most are the daughters of the Guarjia clan. They will definitely benefit from this!"

In this selection, one direct branch of the Guwalgiya clan and several girls from the side branches participated in the selection.

After entering the re-election, the daughters of the legitimate branch took the lead and were very low-key. They did not even get involved in the previous rumors. But now they were surrounded by many people, their faces were flushed, and they couldn't stop smiling. The concubines who were talking looked at them with envy.

At this time, another young lady suddenly said:

"We can't compare to them in terms of luck, because we are not of the Guarjia clan. But when I think about the fact that there is a sister who should have been the closest to Imperial Concubine Xian, but now she has no chance to benefit from the emperor's fame and will be sent out of the palace after the re-election, I feel at peace."

As soon as everyone heard it, they knew who he was referring to, and they immediately laughed in understanding. Obviously, in contrast, they were in a much better mood.

In an ear room at the rear of the Tiyuan Palace, Shi Yiyao was forced to recuperate here. Two burly maids stood on the left and right outside the door to guard her.

At this time, Shi Yiyao's maid Xiao Ai was carrying a box. When she saw the person outside the door, her eyes flickered slightly. Then she concealed her strangeness, walked over with a smile on her face, and said flatteringly:

"I am here to deliver food to Miss Shi San. Please be lenient with me, Madams."

Two maids gave her a routine check and let her in.

Xiao Ai walked in, raised her hand and touched the auspicious cloud silver hairpin on her head, and felt relieved.

At this moment, the two maids outside the door looked at each other tacitly.

……

Outside the palace, in the Fourth Prince's residence, in a courtyard, Shi Rongyue returned to the main room from the side room with a tired face. She sat on the couch with her waist drooping. Qingning quickly brought a cup of hot tea and said distressedly:

"Concubine, you have been guarding the little prince for a whole night, take a rest first!"

Shi Rongyue withdrew his hand, took the teacup, and drank several sips. Only then did he feel like he was alive again.

"No, I'm afraid Hongan will have a fever again, so I have to stay with him."

Qing Ning seemed to be hesitant to speak, and in the end said nothing. Shi Rongyue was just about to put down the teacup and say something when Qing Qiao suddenly ran in from outside the door, panting.

Shi Rongyue was startled when she saw this, thinking that Hongan had a fever again. However, before she could ask, she heard Qingqiao panting and reporting hurriedly:

"Concubine, there's news from the palace that the Emperor has issued an edict to confer the title of Imperial Concubine Xian upon Concubine Xian!"

With a clatter, the teacup in Shi Rongyue's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces. However, she didn't notice this at all at this time. She just asked in disbelief:

"Who did the emperor appoint as the Imperial Consort?"

Qing Qiao swallowed her saliva and said:

"It's Consort Xian. Consort Xian is now Imperial Consort Xian."

With a buzzing sound, Shi Rongyue's brain went blank.

Shi Nanxi became the Imperial Noble Consort. She actually became the Imperial Noble Consort, which means she is the Vice Queen!

Why is this happening?

Why was everything becoming increasingly different from what she knew?

Would this have happened if she hadn't chosen Shi Nanxi to marry her instead?

But does she have to marry the prince as happened in history?

But the crown prince is destined to be deposed in the future, and she would not end well if she marries him. She is right to choose the next emperor, the Fourth Prince!

So what's wrong?

"Concubine, it's bad. Prince Hong'an has a fever again. You should go and check it out!" Suddenly, an urgent voice came from outside the door.

Shi Rongyue suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously stood up, and was about to go to the ear room, but Qingning quickly reminded him:

"Concubine, watch your feet."

Shi Rongyue paused and narrowly avoided the sharp porcelain pieces on the ground, then hurried to the ear room. She only had Hongan now, and nothing could happen to Hongan, as he was her only bargaining chip for a comeback.

……

The ceremony of conferring the title of Imperial Noble Consort requires great care, and the Ministry of Rites is still selecting an auspicious day. Time passes step by step, and it is the end of March, Kangxi’s birthday.

Since it was not a birthday celebration, Kangxi had already instructed the Ministry of Internal Affairs not to hold a grand celebration and only invited royal family members to attend the birthday banquet that day.

The day before the birthday party,

Chuxiu Palace,

Kitchenette.

Heather Xisi didn't care about the flour on her hands. She stared at the boiling pot with bated breath and carefully put the noodles in her hand.

Nanny Yang and Hongying, who were standing on both sides, protected the empress like a hen protecting her chicks, to prevent her from being scalded by the boiling water, while also keeping their eyes on the pot.

After half a day, the noodles floated to the surface of the water, and Shi Nanxi was about to pick them up with chopsticks and put them into the bowl.

Nanny Yang quickly took the chopsticks.

"My lady, let this old slave come."

Shi Nanxi did not try to grab the noodles. Her eyes were fixed on Nanny Yang's actions. Nanny Yang carefully picked up the noodles from the pot. The long noodles were gently picked up. They were much longer than ordinary noodles, and there was only one noodle in the whole pot.

"Great, my lady, the noodles didn't break this time, you finally succeeded!"

Hongying screamed excitedly when she saw the whole noodle finally being put into the bowl.

Shi Nanxi also relaxed. Looking at the whole noodle in the bowl, a smile appeared on her face. She had finally learned how to make longevity noodles before Kangxi's birthday.

"This year, for the Emperor's birthday, I don't know what to give. Seeing that the day is approaching, I can only choose a precious gift, but after thinking about it, I still feel that it is not suitable."

Shi Nanxi sighed:

"No matter how precious the gift I gave you is, it can't be more valuable than the treasures in the emperor's private treasury. Later, I thought it would be better to make a bowl of longevity noodles for the emperor myself. Fortunately, I have some talent in cooking."

"Your Highness, this isn't just a little bit of culinary talent, it's a very talented one."

Hongying heard this and said:

"You personally kneaded the ground and ground the noodles, and then cooked them yourself. No one in the palace is as attentive as you. If the emperor knew, he would definitely be happy."

Shi Nanxi's mouth curved up.

Still a little hesitant:

"But the royal family will be here tomorrow, wouldn't it be too ordinary to just send a bowl of longevity noodles?"

"The gift is small but the sentiment is great. The emperor has everything but the thought is the most important." Hongying immediately responded, then rolled her eyes and said:

"And we can also send the gifts we prepared before, that would be great."

Nanny Yang gently put down the bowl.

Agree with Hongying.

"What Hongying said makes sense, Madam. You and the Emperor are in tune with each other. You don't have to worry about those empty words. The Emperor will understand your intentions. Even if someone says that the gift you prepared before is decent enough, there is nothing wrong with it."

After hearing this, Shi Nanxi dispelled her doubts and said in a good mood:

"You are right. Tomorrow I will cook longevity noodles for the emperor myself."

Just as the master and servant were talking happily, Xiao Ruzi hurried in and whispered in Shi Nanxi's ear:

"My lady, there is movement in the Ti Yuan Palace again."

Shi Nanxi immediately stopped smiling, stood up and left the small kitchen. On the way back to the main hall, she couldn't help but sigh that she was right to be cautious.

When she dealt with Shi Yiyao, she was cautious and sent people to keep an eye on her, both openly and secretly, for fear that she would do something weird again.

At the beginning, Shi Yiyao was either shouting or yelling all day long, scolding her or crying for mercy. In short, there was never a single day of peace.

But after a few days, she suddenly became quiet, as if she had accepted her fate.

But unexpectedly, the people watching in secret discovered that the maid Xiao Ai who served Shi Yiyao was behaving strangely, as if someone was contacting Shi Yiyao through her.

When she first noticed it, she asked people to stay put, wanting to know who contacted Shi Yiyao, why did they contact her, and whether they were targeting her.

Unfortunately, the person behind the scenes was too cautious. Not only was the person not tracked down, but if she hadn't specifically instructed the person who was watching to be careful and patient, he would have been discovered.

This made her more cautious. If it was an enemy, she would be absolutely impossible to guard against. She was trying to get pregnant and could get pregnant at any time, so she had to eliminate the unstable factors.

When they arrived at the main hall, Shi Nanxi frowned immediately after listening to Xiao Ruzi's report:

"Warmth Powder?"