The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

However, a light bulb went off in her head. She didn't know why, but as she thought about Hongtun's body and the commotion caused by the Shu brocade, an idea came to her mind.

Wu Ya smiled and picked up the tea. "Good children, you are all good children. I will choose one that suits you."

Seeing this, a group of people quickly stood up and thanked her, "Thank you, Queen Mother."

Then they stood up and took a step back before filing out one after another.

Wu Ya put down the teacup and asked, "Zhu Xi, is the Shu brocade that Concubine Hua sent ready for the clothes?"

"It's ready. It was delivered this morning."

"Look at how much you love the emperor, it seems that I am incompetent. You can't let the emperor punish me." Zhuxi bowed and answered neatly, not forgetting to joke with his master.

Wu Ya shook her head and laughed, "How come you become more and more eloquent as you get older? Well, take it and present it to the emperor in person."

"That is to say, Hongtun, I have chosen a good woman for him."

Zhu Xi leaned forward and saluted, "You are the one who worries the most, unlike me, who only needs to fly back and forth in the palace twice like a parrot."

"The Thirteenth Master has a deep bond with our Emperor. He must be deeply touched to know that you are so concerned about him."

Wu Ya laughed so hard that she spit out her tea. "You keep talking too much! Hurry up and go!"

Zhuxi was quite old. While wiping her master's mouth and patting his back, she also imitated the little girl by pouting and pretending to be coquettish. "My slave will be obedient. I will fly away right away."

The empress dowager laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and pointed at her. The maids and nannies who were lowering their heads also lowered their heads and laughed softly, and the whole place was in harmony.

The emperor saw the men's Shu brocade uniform, heard the message from Zhuxi, and casually asked about Hongtun's condition. Then he nodded and said, "I will have breakfast with my mother tomorrow. Aunt has worked hard. It's hot, so please take good care of my mother and don't let her get too cool."

Zhuxi nodded and saluted, "Yes, I got up early in the morning to make you freshly ground soy milk. It is soothing and nourishing to drink."

"Serving you and the Queen Mother is not hard work. I dare not take credit for it. On the contrary, I have grown fatter. The Queen Mother even said that I wear out more clothes than those growing brothers."

Zhuxi looked very distressed, and his chin trembled cooperatively.

The emperor was amused by her and asked Su Peisheng to see him off before leaving.

Su Peisheng held two pieces of calm-colored cloth and handed them to Xiao Xiazi. He walked to Aunt Sun and poked her with his elbow, "Aunt Sun, please give me one. I'm not good at talking, so I don't deserve this reward."

"Bah, you shameless old man! I don't even have enough clothes to wear!" Zhuxi spat at him, then took a small box from the little palace maid and handed it to her. "Here, this is the new ointment I got. I tried it on my legs and it's the most comfortable."

"Do your job well, Furong, let's go. If we don't, we'll be robbed. Hurry up." Zhuxi pulled the little palace maid and walked briskly into the night.

Su Peisheng was also amused and kicked Xiao Xiazi who hadn't caught up, "Hurry up and catch up."

"Hey hey~" Xiao Xiazi hurriedly followed with the cloth in hand.

Su Peisheng went to serve again. The emperor was looking at the casual clothes on the table, turning the Buddhist beads in one hand non-stop.

As he pondered, his hands moved faster and faster, then suddenly stopped. Yongzheng chuckled and said, "Nice clothes have to be worn by the right person."

Su Peisheng bent over and smiled flatteringly, "That's right, the emperor looks good in anything he wears, it's as he deserves."

The emperor kicked him and said, "You are just imitating the ugly woman. You are not even close. Put it away."

Su Peisheng responded with a smile, picked up his clothes and walked out.

The emperor continued to write in red ink, "Oh, it is indeed very suitable."

Yaya was watching with great interest, [What the ancients said was really interesting, I was stunned by it.]

Yaya resisted the urge to take a bite of the dragon's energy and hurried back to the Sun family's small mansion.

Entering the space, Yaya was nestling comfortably in the cat bed, with a pile of snacks at hand, watching "The Legend of Zhen Huan" with great pleasure.

Sun Miaoqing slept soundly. According to the rule of Manchus and Mongolians first and Han women second, the Han women came last.

Even if it was still dark, these ladies had to go to the palace and wait.

Sun Miaoqing is also unlucky. She happens to be in the same group with Zhen Huan, the unlucky one.

Sun Miaoqing only felt that her scalp was pulled tight and painful. She only ate a few mouthfuls of milk cake. She was afraid that it would be impolite to go to the palace. If she had to go to the toilet frequently, it would not only be inconvenient but also extremely uncouth.

Sun Miaoqing simply put a few more candies in the sachet, and was then attentively helped into the sedan chair by her sister-in-law. Her two maids followed the sedan chair on either side, unable to hide their excitement.

Sun Miaoqing looked at the dark sky, lowered the curtain, yawned, and thought to herself, "Huanbi's mother He Mianmian is a useful trick. It would be nice to make things difficult for Zhen Huan."

Zhen Huan also needs to learn a lesson. She doesn't want to enter the palace but is so ostentatious. It's a bit fake.

Thinking of this, Sun Miaoqing laughed. It would be better to leave the disrespect in front of the palace to Zhen Huan. She would see how she would deal with Zhen Huan and make her look bad!

The sedan creaked as it moved along, and soon arrived at the gate of the palace. Many concubines were already there.

If there are people who know each other, they will naturally gather together.

Sun Miaoqing looked around and didn't see anyone he knew well, so he simply didn't move. He just stood there properly, a little quieter than when he was at home.

The imperial city was majestic, with a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps. The two maids, Gancao and Muxiang, were originally very nervous, but now seeing that the young lady was so quiet, they also became as obedient as quails, not daring to move for fear of breaking the rules.