At the gate of the city, the princes stood in a row, waiting for the arrival of the royal chariot.
They were dressed in court uniforms and looked nervous.
The female relatives stood behind them, and they no longer had the joy of the past, and their faces were slightly grim. stiff.
The female family members are discussing what kind of noble girl should be allowed to approach Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen.
While everyone was discussing, the royal chariot slowly entered everyone's field of vision.
Kangxi's carriage passed the city gate first, and the carriages of the princes also gradually left, and everyone's carriages disappeared.
"Xiao Guai, have you seen those princes?"
Yin turned around and asked.
Qing Yan nodded.
There were obviously many more people coming this year than last time.
However, some people's eyes were very unflattering.
"Is there something wrong with these people?"
Qing Yan asked curiously.
"Of course not.
Most of them are princes, but a few are from Mongolia."
Yin's face looked a little ugly.
"How come even Mongolian princes are coming here?"
Qing Yan asked curiously.
"It should be for the princesses of the right age in the palace," Yin said directly.
Qing Yan heard this and felt it was a bit ridiculous.
It turned out that these people did not miss any opportunity in order to get married.
"My dear, get ready.
Those Fujins may have to talk to those Geges through you."
Yin sneered.
The Fujins will not miss any opportunity, so they will continue to persuade.
"We're ready.
Let's go to the other courtyard and we should be able to rest for a while."
Qing Yan sighed helplessly.
Ever since I became the direct descendant of Fujin, things like this have happened all the time.
Someone always appears at an inappropriate time.
When they arrived at the other courtyard, as soon as the three children had been settled, Su Zhu came back to report that Prince Yu and Fujin were here.
Yin and Qingyan looked at each other and smiled bitterly, not even giving them a chance to breathe.
"Let's go."
Qing Yan said helplessly.
"Prince Yu's Fujin is a noble daughter of Mongolia, so coming here this time must be related to her mother's family."
Yin was helpless.
Prince Yu Fujin was famous for being tough, so it was difficult for Prince Yu to persuade her.
Qing Yan nodded, feeling slightly prepared.
The two walked into the flower hall one after another, and Yin found that Prince Yu was much older than before.
In just one year, he seemed to have aged by more than ten years.
"Fourth Master, Sifu Jin" Prince Yu and Fujin gave Yinhe a half-ceremony at the Qing Banquet.
"You're too polite."
Yin hurried over to help the people.
They were iron-hatted princes.
Logically speaking, they had a higher status than him.
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Yin is a prince, and these iron hat princes need extra courtesy.
"My dear, please leave Fujin alone and go to the flower hall next to you.
Leave this place to me and the prince," Yin said directly.
"Fu Jin, please follow me to the other side."
Qing Yan followed Yin's arrangement and left directly with Prince Yu Fujin.
In the flower hall, after Qing Yan and Prince Yu Fujin sat down, they both felt a little embarrassed.
"Prince Yu Fujin, why did you come here today?"
Qing Yan was curious.
Prince Yu and Fujin came together, so there must be something special.
Fujin smiled awkwardly, she really came here to ask for something.
"Si Fujin, I really have something to ask for this time," Fujin said directly.
Qing Yan held the tea cup, took a sip, and listened to Prince Yu Fujin's complaints.
As Yin expected, the natal family of Prince Yu Fujin came to visit, hoping to get help from Prince Yu Fujin.
At the gate of the city, the princes stood in a row, waiting for the arrival of the royal chariot.
They were dressed in court uniforms and looked nervous.
The female relatives stood behind them, and they no longer had the joy of the past, and their faces were slightly grim. stiff.
The female family members are discussing what kind of noble girl should be allowed to approach Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen.
While everyone was discussing, the imperial chariot slowly entered everyone's field of vision.
Kangxi's carriage passed the city gate first, and the carriages of the princes gradually left, and everyone's carriages disappeared.
"Xiao Guai, have you seen those princes?"
Yin turned around and asked.
Qing Yan nodded.
There were obviously many more people coming this year than last time.
However, some people's eyes were very unflattering.
"Is there something wrong with these people?"
Qing Yan asked curiously.
"Of course not.
Most of them are princes, but a few are from Mongolia."
Yin's face looked a little ugly.
"How come even the Mongolian princes came here?"
Qingyan asked curiously.
"It should be for the princesses of the right age in the palace," Yin said directly.
Qing Yan heard this and felt it was a bit ridiculous.
It turned out that these people did not miss any opportunity in order to get married.
"My dear, get ready.
Those Fujins may have to talk to those Geges through you."
Yin sneered.
The Fujins will not miss any opportunity, so they will continue to persuade.
"It's ready.
Let's go to the other courtyard and we should be able to rest for a while."
Qing Yan sighed helplessly.
Ever since I became the direct descendant of Fujin, things like this have happened all the time.
Someone always appears at an inappropriate time.
When they arrived at the other courtyard, as soon as the three children were settled, Su Zhu came back to report that Prince Yu and Fujin were here.
Yin and Qingyan looked at each other and smiled bitterly, not even giving them a chance to breathe.
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"Let's go."
Qing Yan said helplessly.
"Prince Yu's Fujin is a noble daughter of Mongolia, so coming here this time must be related to her mother's family."
Yin was helpless.
Prince Yu Fujin was famous for being tough, so it was difficult for Prince Yu to persuade her.
Qing Yan nodded, slightly prepared in his heart.
The two walked into the flower hall one after another, and Yin found that Prince Yu was much older than before.
In just one year, he seemed to have aged by more than ten years.
"Fourth Master, Sifu Jin" Prince Yu and Fujin gave Yinhe a half-ceremony at the Qing Banquet.
"You're too polite."
Yin hurried over to help the people.
They were iron-hatted princes.
Logically speaking, they had a higher status than him.
Yin is a prince, and these iron hat princes need extra courtesy.
"Xiao Guai, please stay with your direct descendant Fujin and go to the flower hall next to it.
Leave this place to me and the prince," Yin said directly.
"Fu Jin, please follow me to the other side."
Qing Yan followed Yin's arrangement and left directly with Prince Yu Fujin.
In the flower hall, after Qing Yan and Prince Yu Fujin sat down, they both felt a little embarrassed.
"Prince Yu Fujin, why did you come here today?"
Qing Yan was curious.
Prince Yu and Fujin came together, so there must be something special.
Fujin smiled awkwardly, she really came here to ask for something.
"Si Fujin, I really have something to ask for this time," Fujin said directly.
Qing Yan held the tea cup, took a sip, and listened to Prince Yu Fujin's complaints.
As Yin expected, the natal family of Prince Yu Fujin came to visit, hoping to get help from Prince Yu Fujin
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