Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Qingyao sent her husband away and returned to the bedroom: "Chunyu, have someone prepare the sedan chair to go to Cining Palace."

Chunyu: "Yes, my lady."

Qingyao said while changing her clothes: "Xia He, what time is it today?"

Xia He: "My Lady, it's December 11th."

Qingyao: "Yeah, Chenghu's birthday is in two days."

Xia He: "After the Crown Prince's birthday, it will be your birthday soon, Madam Queen."

Qingyao: "Oh, it would be better if we didn't hold the banquet this year. It would be so tiring with so many people."

Xia He: "My Lady, that's the Qianqiu Festival that happens once a year."

Qingyao: "The jewelry should be simple. I have to wear auspicious clothes for the Qianqiu Festival, which is too troublesome." As she said this, she put on the cloak.

Xia He: "Your Majesty, you can feel much more relaxed when you wear the auspicious clothes and the auspicious crown."

Qingyao: "The main thing is that it's a bit troublesome to wear three earrings in one ear. They are uncomfortable." She helped Xia He out of the bedroom and directly got on the sedan chair.

Qingyao came to the Cining Palace in a sedan chair. After paying her respects to the Grand Empress Dowager, she chatted with her.

The Grand Empress Dowager took Qingyao's hand and asked with concern, "How are you these days?" Qingyao smiled and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Grandma. Everything is fine with your granddaughter-in-law."

The Grand Empress Dowager nodded and continued, "Chenghu's birthday is coming up soon, what are your plans?"

Qingyao: "Chenghu is also getting married. It depends on how he arranges his birthday this year."

After hearing Qingyao's words, the Empress Dowager smiled and nodded in agreement.

"I think so too. The child is grown up and has his own ideas. However, this birthday party still needs to be planned well. After all, it is the prince's birthday."

Qingyao replied respectfully, "Granddaughter-in-law understands, Royal Madam. I will assist the Crown Princess in taking care of everything."

The Empress Dowager smiled with satisfaction, patted Qingyao's hand, chatted about some family matters, and then let Qingyao go back.

After leaving Cining Palace, Qingyao couldn't help feeling emotional as she thought about Chenghu's birthday party.

Time flies, Chenghu has grown up, and she has spent many years in this deep palace.

After returning to the bedroom, Qingyao called Chunyu and asked her to find out Chenghu's thoughts on the birthday party so that they could prepare in advance.

Yinreng and Yinzhen walked side by side, heading out of the palace gate together. The cold wind was biting, scraping across his cheeks like a knife. Yinzhen couldn't help but frown and complain, "Father, what a fool! It's winter, the weather is freezing, and water is freezing, yet he still insists on attending court at the imperial gate. Can't he feel the cold?" As he spoke, Yinzhen subconsciously tightened the heavy cloak around him, trying to ward off the biting cold. However, the cold wind still penetrated through every hole, making him shiver.

Yinreng said earnestly, "Remember to drink a bowl of ginger soup when you return home. Don't catch a cold or get sick. You should know that this morning court session will never be cancelled unless the weather is extremely bad or Father is ill. As for you, you are new to the court and may not be used to many things, but you will get used to them over time! You must not be careless in the future and must take good care of yourself."

Yinzhen blinked his bright eyes, tugged at Yinreng's clothes with a puzzled look on his face, and whispered, "Third brother, third brother, do you think it would work if I ran to Mother and complained to Ama? I'm really unsure! What if Mother sides with Ama? It would be a wasted trip. Moreover, if Ama knew that I bothered Mother over such a small matter, I might even get scolded. But if I don't give it a try, I really can't bear it! Oh, third brother, please help me make a decision!"

Yinreng smiled and patted Yinzhen's shoulder, comforting him, "Xiaowu, I'm afraid complaining won't work. Our father is the ruler of a country, and he's busy with all sorts of affairs. How could he change the rules of the morning court over such a small matter? Besides, mother will surely understand your father's good intentions. If you really feel cold, why not come to me later and ask the imperial physician to prescribe some cold-repelling medicine for you."

After hearing this, Yinzhen felt that Yinreng was right and gave up the idea of ​​complaining. He nodded, folded his arms, and followed Yinreng out of the palace.

The wind outside was even colder, and Yinzhen couldn't help but shiver again. He hunched his neck and hurried to keep up with Yinreng's pace, praying in his heart that he could quickly return to the warm mansion.