The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Four or five days passed in a flash. Qingyin stood on the stage and looked at the students who were staring at him eagerly. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. It was really easy for him to be a teacher. There was not a single prince or grandson of the emperor who did not listen carefully in his class. There was just one thing that was not so good. The students were too enthusiastic about him.

After class, Qingyin looked at the chubby little boy running up the stairs happily, and felt a little itchy in her heart. The child's fair and tender face still had baby fat, and his pouty cheeks trembled slightly as he ran. At a glance, you could tell how good it would feel to be rubbed.

Yin Mi, who hurriedly ran ahead of his sisters and brothers to catch up with Master Lin, didn't know that the serious Master in front of him was coveting his cheek flesh. He looked at Master Lin with sparkling eyes, "Master Lin, I listened to Master Lin's words yesterday and wrote down my thoughts on the Analects. I wonder if you can help me take a look?"

Seeing the little fat boy whose face was almost full of praise for me, Qingyin showed a gentle smile, "Then please ask Brother Yinmi to take it out."

After saying that, Yin Mi couldn't wait to take out the scroll that was steaming in his hand.

The scroll that had just been taken out still had the child's body temperature. It was obvious how much the child cared about the scroll, as he had been holding it in his hands all this time, which gave him such warmth.

Qingyin smiled gently, reached out to open the scroll, and after looking at it carefully, a hint of surprise appeared in the corner of her eyes.

Although the words used in this reflection cannot be described as flowery, they expressed the most profound truths in the most intuitive terms, and even revealed some youthful sharpness. It can be seen that Yin Mi put a lot of thought into it.

Looking at the slightly nervous Yinmi, Qingyin smiled lightly and said, "Yinmi, you wrote very well. I can't find any shortcomings in this article. Keep up the good work."

Children need to be praised for their hard work, and Qingyin praised him generously.

Yin Mi was so praised that he raised his little head, and even secretly showed his pride to his sister and brothers behind him (in fact, he was not), which made the princes behind him feel itchy and they especially wanted to replace a certain fat boy to be praised by Master Lin.

It's just that due to the youthful appearance and various thoughts, the only one who can be bold and intimate in front of Qingyin is the little fat boy Yinmi. The same is true for Dunke, who met Qingyin for the first time. She has so many thoughts in her mind, but she doesn't dare to do it when facing Dunke. Dunke, who is sitting in the back, looks at the praised Yinmi with envy, his eyes expectant and hesitant.

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Qingyin, standing at the highest point, certainly could not fail to see their expressions.

He smiled slightly: "It's getting late today. My dear princes and princesses, you can wait until the next class for me to watch." After saying that, Qingyin blinked nimbly, and immediately pulled away the cold air brought by that face, becoming more lively.

Seeing Master Lin’s clever movements, the princes and grandchildren in the audience no longer felt disappointed. Instead, they were full of anticipation for Master Lin’s next class.

Yuxiang Palace, Concubine Mu Chen, had her own independent palace because she gave birth to your Majesty's youngest son Yinmi.

Concubine Mu was a woman with a gentle appearance. As the daughter of a minor official in Suzhou, her personality was just like her appearance, easy-going and generous. Because Yinmi had received the honor from His Majesty, she was able to be protected in the harem. She felt very fortunate and happy for this. She had no ambitions, and felt very fortunate when she thought of those concubines and girls who entered the palace on the same day as her and were gradually neglected and bullied by the servants.

She entered the harem late, and His Majesty had all the princes and princesses, and they had all grown up. Her daughter Yinmi was favored by His Majesty as the youngest son, and His Majesty also paid some attention to her because of her love for her. She would not lack for support in her old age.

As for those concubines who have no children, even if they have good looks, time is fleeting and their beauty will eventually fade. No matter how much favor they get, it will fade. When this time comes, none of them will have a good ending. The servants in the palace are all greedy for money and profit. They will follow whoever can benefit them. Such masters are no good. None of them are loyal to them. They may not have any ulterior motives on the surface, but they are not good at all in secret.

Concubine Mu lowered her eyes and thought, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

Even she will probably have to spend the rest of her life in this harem.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Is the tea cold?" The pink-dressed maidservant standing beside Concubine Mu asked cautiously. Seeing that Her Majesty took too long to sip a cup of tea with an expression that looked unhappy, the maidservant was worried that the tea didn't taste right and it disturbed Her Majesty's interest.

Although the mistress Mu of Yuxiang Palace in this palace is easy to get along with, there is no guarantee that she will punish the servants if something goes wrong, so the little maid asked with some concern.

"Oh, the tea is a little bland. Add a little more tea leaves next time." Coming back to her senses, Concubine Mu blinked lightly and looked at the frightened maid. She smiled gently, relieving a lot of the maid's pressure.

Seeing the little maid hurriedly running out to change her tea, Concubine Mu was speechless.

Yes, she has a prince in this palace to support her mother and father, so what else could she be dissatisfied with?

I only occasionally recall at night the time when I went out with my mom and dad, holding my mom's warm hand, and bought a bunch of bright red and shiny candied haws from the wrinkled old grandfather. I can't remember the taste, maybe it was because the weather was too good that day.

"Mother! Mother! Mother!" Enthusiastic children's voices came from the window, breaking Mupin's thoughts.

The happy voice immediately diluted the faint sadness in the yard, and a white and fat three-headed ball ran in happily, his face covered with dense beads of sweat due to running.

Mupin lost her previous thoughts all of a sudden. She glanced at the little fat boy who was running out of breath with a slightly complaining look, and said naggingly: "How many times have I told you not to run too fast on weekdays? It's easy to get sick easily if you sweat. Why don't you listen?"

As she spoke, Mu Bin carefully took out the lily handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her fat son's face.

I touched Yin Mi's clothes on the back and found that the outer clothes were a little wet, probably because the inside was soaked.

"Go find Aunt Bihe and have you wash up, change your clothes, and then tell your mother about your happy story, okay?"

"Yeah." After getting a positive response from his mother, little Yinmi was so happy that he obediently followed Aunt Bihe who came over.

After a while, the little fat boy came back in clean clothes. With the previous lesson, he walked fast but without sweating.

Yin Mi's warm body huddled in his mother's arms, like a small stove in the cold autumn day, warm and friendly.

Mupin looked at Yinmi with a tender look in her eyes. "Tell me, what are you happy about today?"

Talking about the happy things today, Yin Mi said with beaming eyebrows: "Mother, was Master Lin praising my homework yesterday? Master Lin even praised me for being so good! Hehe."

She was a little surprised but not shocked. She had heard the name "Master Lin" so many times from her fat son's mouth these days that Concubine Mu almost regarded the three words "Master Lin" as her fat son's catchphrase.

"Really? Then our Yin Mi is really awesome. He even got the praise from Master Lin." Concubine Mu smiled helplessly as she looked at the little fat boy in her arms who was full of expectations.

Sure enough, the little fat boy in her arms, who had received praise from both Master Lin and his mother, pouted his little mouth with pride, which made Mu Bin even happier and she kissed the fat boy hard on the face.

"Oh, mother, how could you kiss me? I'm an adult now." The little fat boy shyly covered his kissed cheek, but his eyes were full of happiness, and there was no sign of rejection at all.

Seeing her fat son's actions, Mupin wanted to tease her son, "Then mother will not kiss our grown-up Yinmi anymore, right?"

Sure enough, after saying that, little Yinmi opened her eyes wide, as if the sky had fallen. After a while, she began to surge in Mupin's arms, "You can still let mother kiss me, but mother, please don't kiss me in front of other people."

Looking at the cute appearance of her little fat boy, Mu Bin couldn't help but kiss his left cheek again, "Okay then."

No wonder her mother loved kissing her so much at that time. With this adorable little cub in front of her, who could resist?

Concubine Mu laughed, and couldn't help but become curious about Master Lin, Lin Ruhai, whom Yin Mi had mentioned these days. She heard that this Master Lin was extremely handsome, and even her children said so. She just didn't know how stunning he was in person.