The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

Some transformations don't happen overnight.

It is like boiling a frog in warm water. There are no bubbles bubbling out, but it can make the prey in the warmth gradually lose their vigilance and eventually become unable to struggle.

Longyue seemed to be always jumping around, and fell like a hot potato in Pangju's place, and everyone else tried to avoid her.

But secretly, when no one knew about it, Longyue had a secret conversation in the Queen's Jingren Palace.

No one knew what they were talking about, not even Jianqiu. She was sent to block Jiang Fuhai's ears, leaving only the Queen and Princess Longyue to talk alone.

That night, the candles in Yixiu's dormitory burned until dawn.

It was not until the sunlight shone through the window and onto the desk where Yixiu often practiced calligraphy that she seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Jianqiu, help me put on the wedding attire."

Jianqiu didn't understand, but she was always obedient. She would do whatever the Queen said without questioning the reason.

The master and servant quietly examined the auspicious clothes on the hanger. The plump and lustrous oriental pearls were the most prominent symbol of the queen's status, and were also the details that Yixiu always loved to appreciate carefully.

But she didn't know if it was Jianqiu's illusion, she always felt that the Queen's gaze was focused on something different today, as if she was looking at... the dragon pattern on the auspicious dress?

Yixiu stood there without saying a word, and her eyes seemed to contain something Jianqiu had never seen before.

It’s not satisfaction, it’s not stubbornness, nor is it appreciation. If I have to say one or two things, maybe it’s expectation?

What is the Queen expecting?

Jianqiu didn't think about it any further, nor did she dare to think about it any further.

It is not easy to guess the master's thoughts. She just needs to stand behind the queen and be her most loyal right-hand man.

In addition to Jingren Palace, Longyue also visited many places.

After hearing Longyue's simple and rough words, Ye Lanyi was silent for a moment. Without waiting for the next words, she raised one eyebrow and looked at this "accomplice" who had experienced a lot with her, and subconsciously curled her lips.

"I don't believe you said the same thing to other people."

"You can't even be polite with me?"

Longyue stretched naturally. The old man had to read so many nonsense memorials every day, which forced her to pretend to read a lot of garbage. When she found an opportunity in the future, she would definitely teach those who liked to write nonsense memorials the most a lesson.

"With our friendship, there's no need for such pretentiousness, right?"

Ye Lanyi thought about it and agreed.

The two of them together seemed to have never done anything serious.

I have long been trained by the unfortunate child to be an excellent friend...helper, and I have also long been familiar with Longyue's character. Even if she blows out a flower, I can instantly understand the true meaning inside, so there is no need to go through the process of making big promises and encouraging her.

Longyue had long known that Ye Lanyi would be her solid backing, so there was no need to do too much unnecessary work.

Of course, in addition to Ye Lan'yi, An Lingrong is also very easy to get on board, not to mention his own old mother, Concubine Jing.

Even if he said tomorrow that he wanted to poke a hole in the sky, Concubine Jing would only scold him, "You've been so annoying every day!" while trying to think of various ways to study the steps of building a ladder to heaven.

In addition to these people, Longyue even did not let Shoukang Palace go.

The Queen Mother was lying on the bed, and she just felt that she didn't have more than two years to live. After hearing Longyue's purpose of coming, she suddenly felt that her remaining health bar seemed to have dropped a lot more.

"Madam Royal, do you think Longyue's idea is feasible? Third Brother is definitely a good person, but his brain is indeed a little dim..."

That’s right, Longyue went straight to ask the Queen Mother what would happen if Hongshi became the heir in the future.

Even though the Queen Mother always favored Longyue, she could love her grandson and granddaughter differently, but when it came to the heir, she would not consider the possibility of a girl at all.

Longyue didn't want to ask for too much right away, which would be a bit unethical to send the old lady away early with just a few words.

She just used the excuse of "being afraid that her third brother would not be able to take care of her as a younger sister after inheriting the throne" to beg for some manpower, and hinted at the obvious fact that Hongshi's IQ was not proportional to his height.

It is a simple matter to provide a few people for the granddaughter, but can Hongshi really hold on to that position?

The Empress Dowager suddenly felt uncertain.

But Yixiu has been too ruthless in recent years, leaving him no choice. Hongli, who could have made his own choice, was "married off" early, leaving only the sickly Hongzhou and Hongluo, who can only play in the mud. Now the only one who can share the burden for the emperor is Hongshi.

Fat Orange, who was summoned by his old mother later in the evening, could not sit still after hearing the Queen Mother's concerns. If it were not for the fact that the Queen Mother was not in very good health, Fat Orange would have wanted to jump up and curse.

"Hongshi is dull and unfit for great tasks. How can he be said to have inherited the great unification?"

"I am now strong and healthy, so there is no need for you, Empress Dowager, to worry about this!"

The Queen Mother became even more worried after hearing this.

What kind of person are you? You don’t even lower your head to look at your big belly. You start panting heavily after taking these two steps. How can you say you are so strong?

Do you think I am willing to take care of these things? I am just afraid that I won't be able to explain to the late emperor after I leave. I can't tell him that after the nine princes competed for the throne, it was downgraded to picking the tallest among the short ones, and finally the tall one was picked!

Fat Ju returned to the Yangxin Palace in a rage. When he turned around, he saw Longyue appearing with a bowl of soup. Perhaps because he was too angry to vent his anger in time, Fat Ju felt a desire to talk to this girl who had always been close to him.

"Longyue, tell me about your third brother... slurp, cough cough cough... He has that stupid brain he inherited from who knows who, but his schoolwork is always a mess! He's such a grown man, but he can't help but stutter when he talks to me for a few more words!"

Fat Orange had just been "attacked" by the soup made by Longyue himself, and he became more and more angry as he spoke. He drank two more sips while his mouth was dry, and his facial features were wrinkled again, like dough that failed to ferment.

"Ahem...if only I could give half of your courage and brains to your third brother. Longyue, please don't do things like cooking yourself in the future. I appreciate your kindness."

"My beloved princess doesn't need to do all this. Don't worry, the Emperor will definitely choose a good husband for you in the capital and give you five, no, ten chefs as a dowry!"

Long Yue smiled with joy, and her tone became much happier as she answered crisply,

"Your Highness, I would like to thank you first!"

"I knew it, the Emperor loves me the most!"

Su Peisheng, who was standing not far away, shrank his neck. That ominous feeling came back again. Why did he feel so uneasy?