The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

The other women sitting on the bed were also crazy for various reasons. Qingyin and the sober Alan and A'an gave them a bath, and their faces returned to normal.

Just as Qingyin thought, these women were deliberately dressed dirty because of the eunuch Jia Yuan. Of course, there were also some women who really had no time to tidy up their appearance.

But now that the cold palace has the invisible surveillance installed by Qingyin, there is no problem at all. Besides, the winter in the cold palace is very cold. If nothing goes wrong, there will probably be a few more rotting corpses in the spring.

Looking at the women gathered together like good kids, Qingyin's eyes smiled more tenderly. In ancient times, the most despised thing was human life, and women were the least valuable, so she disliked the ancient world the most. However, society will change.

Qingyin smiled.

He Zhulan looked at Qingyin who was smiling gently, and muttered softly: "You still say that I am the softest-hearted, but you are obviously the softest-hearted person, okay? I only cared about a little fool named Chen Xiuyu, but you..."

"Sister, I'm back!" Song An's voice interrupted everyone's voice.

Qingyin turned around and smiled, "Are you back?"

"Ok!"

"Sister Alan walked so fast that I couldn't catch up with her no matter how hard I tried." Song An looked at He Zhulan with resentment.

He Zhulan curled her lips: "It's strange that your short legs can catch up with me!"

He Zhulan, who is 1.76 meters tall, can indeed speak of Song An so easily.

Song An scratched his head, "Hehe, it's also because Sister Alan's legs have reached my waist."

He Zhulan was choked by Song An's honest words and rolled her eyes casually.

"Okay! Stop talking and come eat the pot." Qingyin looked at the two of them with amusement and called out to the silkworms wrapped in the bed.

The lunch at noon was a hot pot on a stove supported by a pot. Most of the ingredients in the pot were grown in Qingyin or bought from outside. The vegetables were fresh and crisp. On the side were the meals that could be used as side dishes and staple foods. The steaming hot air floated over the pot with red bubbles. When the wind blew by the window, the aroma of the hot pot was everywhere.

The few silkworms that were originally greedy for warmth could no longer sit still, and ran down one by one, sat obediently on their own stools, and started eating with their bowls and chopsticks.

"Happy New Year!" Qingyin said with a smile.

"Happy New Year!" This was said by Song An, who wanted to follow Qingyin forever.

"Well, Happy New Year." He Zhulan said to Qing Yin, who almost changed the cold palace, in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

……

New Year is everyone’s New Year. It is bustling outside the cold palace, but it is also warm inside.

(Off topic: The New Year is coming, I want to say Happy New Year to all the babies in advance!!! (? 3?)?)

Outside the cold palace, there is the Cining Palace.

Sitting at the head of the table, looking at her son Fulin who was not at all honest in the room, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened. Her son did not value or favor the queen she chose for him, but favored that Dong E, and favored her lawless. One day, she heard from someone that Dong E said to Fulin that they were a couple for life, and she was so angry that she wanted to chop that woman to pieces. If you only want to find one, don't marry into the royal family. Do you want the position of queen? Haha, you are really ambitious.

However, Xiaozhuang knew the character of this favored concubine, and the more she opposed him, the more excited he became.

However, today is the New Year, and the Queen has come to her rescue, so she still has to persuade the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, today is the New Year's Day, so you still have to go to the Queen's place at night."

"Empress Mother, is it that the Empress is talking behind your back again..." Emperor Shunzhi said angrily. Thinking of the dark-skinned and stout Mongolian woman, he could not help but speak angrily.

"emperor!"

Looking at his mother's majestic eyes, Fulin swallowed his complaints and remained silent.

Xiaozhuang looked at Fulin's expression and said, "As an emperor, the rule since childhood is that you must be with the queen during the New Year. Lin'er, you are the emperor now."

"Well... I understand." Fulin finally agreed.

Looking at Fulin who was talking and nodding, Xiaozhuang nodded with satisfaction.

Fulin said stiffly, "Then Madam, I have something else to do and I will leave first."

"Well, go ahead." Seeing that Fulin agreed, Xiaozhuang could no longer pressure the emperor, so she nodded and said.

After a while, Xiaozhuang's face turned dark as she looked at Fulin's hurried back.

Su Malagu, who was standing nearby, quickly tried to smooth things over: "Your Majesty, calm down. The Emperor must have some government affairs to attend to, so he left early."

"Oh, what government affairs can he be busy with? He only knows how to look for Dong E every day, and avoids the topic of government affairs..."

"Forget it, stop trying to persuade me. I'll just take a rest for a while."

"Yes."

……

Chengqian Palace is decorated in a luxurious and low-key manner, with white carpets on the floor, sandalwood beams, and windows made of spacious and transparent glass, so that one can clearly see the scenery outside at a glance.

The craft of glassmaking already existed in the Qing Dynasty, but it was not very sophisticated. However, it was nothing to the royal family.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is here!" A pretty little palace maid ran into the hall with a smile.

Concubine Dong E suddenly raised her head. "What? Come with me to pick up the emperor! Oh, no, she hasn't washed and dressed properly today. Ah Lian, take a look at my outfit. I still need to change clothes. Ah Lian, put on some makeup for me. It's the white lotus makeup I taught you last time."

"Okay, Your Majesty." A Lian answered crisply and quickly followed the Your Majesty into the house.

Dong Efei, or Dong Mingyue in her previous life, put on her makeup and even changed into a white dress with a waistline. She looked at herself in the mirror, who looked so pitiful with makeup on, and nodded with satisfaction.

That’s right, Dong Efei was a time traveler. She was originally a modern female college student who had just been admitted to university. Before she had even attended college for a single day, she died suddenly from staying up late. She was transported to ancient times and became the daughter of a minister.

Just as she had fantasized, she met her true love in ancient times, and he was the emperor. Thinking of a certain majesty who doted on her extremely, Dong Efei couldn't help but smile sweetly.

I originally thought that His Majesty would go to the Queen's place during the New Year's Day, but I didn't expect that he would come to her place. Concubine Dong E was both proud and a little guilty.

Who told the emperor to love her? What’s the point of that old woman scolding her? It’s because the emperor doesn’t like her.

"Your Majesty!" As she said this, Dong Efei fell into Fulin's arms like a butterfly.

"What's wrong, Yue'er?" Hearing the trembling voice and pale face of his beloved woman, Fulin felt very distressed.

Concubine Dong E raised her head delicately, "I thought the Emperor would not come today and would go to accompany the Queen."

"Humph, if it weren't for the Empress Dowager, I wouldn't have gone to her place. Forget it, Yue'er, I'll stay here with you for a while and go over later."

Hearing that the emperor was still going to go, Concubine Dong E's face froze, but she quickly covered it up, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Then I will take this opportunity to accompany the emperor."