The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

At this time, Changchun Palace had not yet learned the news.

Concubine Yu was watching two children playing the game of tossing pots with great interest.

The game of pitching pots was proposed by Concubine Yu. In order to support the two children's game, Concubine Yu specially contributed a vase with a wider mouth to be used for the children's game of pitching pots.

As for the arrows, they were even simpler. Concubine Yu asked people to bring some light chopsticks that would not hurt the children's hands and would not be too heavy.

It’s just that the chopsticks seemed a little too light, making the game of throwing pots a little more difficult.

Concubine Yu looked at Xiao Qingyan, who had thrown ten into the pot from a distance, but only two went into it, and her charming face showed some anxiety.

When she was in the mansion, she was an expert at pitching pots. None of her brothers and younger brothers in the family could beat her. Looking at Wu Yanmeng's clumsy movements, Concubine Yu wished she could throw the pot in for her herself.

"Hey, Yan'er, move a little to the left."

"A little higher."

……

The chubby white Wu Yanmeng had a serious look on her face, and her little hand holding the chopsticks was pointed hard at the vase in the distance.

She would occasionally complain about her mother who was disturbing her: "Oh, mother, please stop talking. I know."

The weak little princess threw an arrow with confidence, but it missed perfectly, about half a meter away from the bottle mouth.

Concubine Yu said nothing, but looked at her daughter with mocking eyes.

Wu Yanmeng's face turned red and she felt completely unwell.

She angrily pulled Qingyin over and said, "Ayu, come and play. You must be better than my mother!"

Qingyin, who was suddenly moved to the "battlefield", looked at the childish mother and daughter helplessly, and reached out to pick up the chopsticks that the palace maid had taken back.

Qingyin weighed the light weight in her heart, then looked at the distance from the vase. The white fingers holding the "arrow" were inexplicably eye-catching.

It also made the people in Changchun Palace inexplicably feel that the lovely Xiao Ruyu was a little different. She was so beautiful that they thought Xiao Ruyu was a good arrow shooter.

One "arrow"

Two "arrows"

……

Ten chopsticks were thrown into the vase one after another.

Even a "master" like Concubine Yu was amazed. She knew how difficult the game of tossing a pot was. If it was easy, she would understand it by looking at her daughter.

Hitting the target every time out of ten shots shows Ruyu's talent.

Concubine Yu's eyes lit up, and she was even more reluctant to let such a child become a eunuch, okay?

"Wow! Ayu, you are so awesome, even better than my mother!" Wu Yanmeng happily came up to Qingyin and praised her.

Qingyin smiled shyly, as if embarrassed.

Concubine Yu glanced unhappily at her little daughter who was smuggling ulterior motives. Humph, it was just a few words said secretly, and this silly daughter really didn't suffer any loss.

Wu Yanmeng, realizing that something was wrong, cleverly threw a wink to her mother as a plea for mercy.

The palace maids standing by couldn't help laughing.

At some point, Imperial Concubine Yu had already started laughing out loud, and afterwards the Changchun Palace was filled with cheerful laughter.

Amid the laughter, Wu Yanmeng's shy voice rang out: "Oh, I'm hungry, it's time to eat, stop laughing..."

Emperor Chongzhao, who was walking to the gate of Changchun Palace, was a little surprised. He stopped Li Yuanzhen's reminder and walked in quietly.

In the distance, his Imperial Concubine Yu was no longer as gentle as she appeared in front of him. Her face was extremely distorted from trying to hold back a laugh, and she was trying to use a palace maid to hide her laughter. Meanwhile, his little daughter was so angry that her face turned red and she covered her face with her hands, trying to deceive herself.

The young Majesty raised his stern eyebrows and looked at his beloved concubine in the distance with great interest.

Li Yuanzhen, who was standing behind him, was sweating profusely. Looking at Concubine Yu who was laughing very happily in the distance, Li Yuanzhen said, "This is terrible! If Concubine Yu knew what she looked like, I'm afraid she would never be able to laugh again."

Li Yuanzhen looked at the land in front of him with fear and trepidation, not daring to look at the people who were laughing happily in the distance.

However, His Majesty seemed to be in a good mood. Li Yuanzhen quietly raised his head, glanced at His Majesty's face, and quickly lowered his head again.

Emperor Chongzhao was ready to step forward only after he had admired Concubine Yu's true foolish look for a long time.

Everyone in the palace lives with masks on, so it's rare for him to see people's true appearance. Sure enough, the timing was good today, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to see his beloved concubine in this state.

Emperor Chongzhao walked forward with a smile on his face.

"My beloved concubine is truly radiant today. I wonder what's so funny about this."

The sudden voice almost scared Concubine Yu's heart out.

After hearing the words, Concubine Yu recalled her expression just now and her face turned pale, then red. Pah! She was still radiant. The emperor's mouth was really poisonous!

No matter how uncomfortable Concubine Yu felt in her heart, she still had to behave properly.

"I, your servant, pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Emperor Chongzhao was in a good mood and exempted several people from the formalities. He secretly admired Concubine Yu's expression and helped her up personally.

Another glance and I caught a glimpse of the quiet Qingyin.

The child with a pale face and haze seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light. The delicate and perfect little face was bloodless and fragile, but the transparent and clear eyes shone with a strong light, just like the green bamboo growing on the edge of a cliff, looking pitiful, but quite cute.

It was the first time that Emperor Chongzhao saw such a fragile child. Compared with his chubby little daughter, this child looked pitifully thin.

Could it be that Concubine Yu didn't give him food? Emperor Chongzhao couldn't help but think in his heart, but when he saw the child's subconscious trust in Qingyan and Concubine Yu, he moved closer to them.

He broke his suspicion again.

"Is this the child Qingyan saved?" Although it was a question, there was certainty in the words.

Concubine Yu didn't expect that His Majesty would be interested in Ruyu.

He stepped forward and introduced: "Your Majesty, Qingyan has named this child Ruyu."

"As delicate as jade? Not bad." Emperor Chongzhao subconsciously took another look at Qingyin's delicate jade-like face, which seemed quite suitable for him.