After lunch, Yin was doing homework in the study.
Qingyan leaned on the soft couch on the small snack table, happily eating snacks with a storybook in his hand, ready to kill the boring time.
Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration.
She could actually see the situation in Cining Palace.
Should she take a peek?
Her little face drooped, but Kangxi was still there.
Without Yin's approval, she would definitely be bitten by the dragon's energy.
"You can watch it if you want.
There's nothing taboo about it."
Yin didn't even raise his head and said something irrelevant.
"Si Si, you are so kind, eat a peach."
Qing Yan used his purse as a cover, took out a tender peach, and quickly threw it to Yin.
He caught sight of her little move with his peripheral vision, so he didn't say anything more.
Xiaoguai knew how to behave, so that was fine.
"No loud noises allowed."
Yin took a bite of the peach, and it was really sweet.
Qing Yan looked at his uncivilized way of eating and chuckled.
She held a small bronze mirror and looked at the situation in Cining Palace.
She looked at Dong E's miserable expression, and she finally felt happy.
Has she changed too?
There was conspiracy and joy hidden in the eyes of the Empress Dowager.
For many years, the two emperors suppressed Horqin.
She looked in the mirror as if it were a TV series, and the scenes inside made her even more cautious.
This was a harem, not a TV series, and not a game.
If someone framed and plotted against her, there would be no chance of escape. .
The clock in the study chimed the time, and she rubbed her dry eyes.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
Counting the time, Dong E had been kneeling for several hours.
"My dear, stop looking.
I'll take you out of the palace.
My fourth uncle is waiting for you at the palace gate."
Yin put on the flower pot bottom for Qing Yan, held her little hand, and walked to the palace gate step by step.
Walking in the long and narrow palace road, the setting sun shone on her body, and she was a little confused.
The bright red palace walls and bright yellow glazed tiles around her seemed to drag Qing Yan back to modern times.
The greetings from the busy eunuchs and maids on both sides of the palace road brought her back to reality.
She felt pain in her wrist.
When she looked up, Yin's eyes showed bitterness.
What was Qing Yan looking at?
"Si Si, I want to go home."
Qing Yan still remembers that some people said that after the sunset, one must not stay on the palace road.
At that time, Yinqi was the last.
"Yeah."
He felt relieved when he felt Qing Yan's hand in return.
At the gate of the palace, Fei Yanggu and his son were anxiously waiting for Xiaoguai to appear.
On this day, they were always worried, fearing that Xiaoguai would touch the heart of the Empress Dowager.
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In front of the Meridian Gate, Yin personally put the banquet on the carriage and came to Fei Yanggu's side.
"Fourth uncle, please don't let Xiaoguai leave the house recently.
Things are not easy to solve."
If Mr.
Dong E gets too anxious and jumps over the wall, he may say something bad about Xiaoguai.
"Don't worry, Fourth Master, my daughter is Phaeton herself."
Fei Yanggu smiled.
Compared with the Dong E family, the Ulanala family will be superior in terms of power and secret information channels.
"My little boy, I'll go to see you later."
Yin took Su Peisheng to the meeting.
Qing Yan tilted her little head and looked at her resolute back, feeling relieved.
On the carriage, Fei Yanggu looked at Xiaoguai.
On this day, the father and son were all worried, fearing that the little guy would be plotted again.
The Queen Mother finally saw the reality clearly and did not continue to embarrass Concubine Tong and Qing Yan.
She noticed that her father and brothers were in a bad mood, so she sat aside obediently.
"My dear, when you go back, clean up the people around you.
You are absolutely not allowed to leak the things you embroidered."
Fei Yanggu took out a silk handkerchief from his purse, which was sent by Fuquan and said that he had left it there.
In the room of a certain Eight Banners dude.
Fei Yanggu's eyes were filled with fire.
She was a little confused.
This was "Amma, it was stolen from me."
Qing Yan recalled that when she was embroidering, all the needlework was placed in the space, and only a small amount was left outside for Fei Yanggu and others.
Feiyanggu nodded.
He looked like he had embroidered it for the three of them.
She took the purse and turned it over several times, and couldn't help laughing.
"Amma, I didn't embroider this thing."
When Qing Yan was embroidering the red needlework, he had a habit unknown to outsiders.
When sewing a stitch, he would simply use a thin silk thread to make a wishful buckle.
From the outside looking in, it’s just a normal finishing touch.
Fei Yanggu and his son were stunned.
It wasn't Xiaoguai who did the embroidery.
"Amma, everyone has their own embroidered mark, and I am the same."
Qing Yan pouted, feeling that Fei Yanggu, E Shuo and others did not pay attention to her, otherwise how could such a joke happen?
Qingyan's eyes turned to Saito, wasn't he doing disaster relief?
"As soon as you returned, the Queen Mother's decree passed, and Gari took over the disaster relief matters."
Saito explained.
"Isn't Gali Niugulu the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi?"
Qingyan felt a little confused.
There was still some gap between Guangdong and Guangxi and Zhili.
Feiyanggu and the three of them looked at each other, and she told the wrong person.
"No, Garli is a member of the Long Live Lord.
The one who took over the matter was Borjiqit's Gari.
He is the only Mongolian minister among the Mongolian tribes who can stand on the Golden Palace with his own basin posture."
Saito whispered to him.
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Qingyan explained.
Her eyes widened.
The situation they had finally created was disrupted by the Queen Mother.
"Long live the Lord, I don't care."
Qing Yan was furious in his heart, his face was full of anger and unwillingness.
"You haven't been making things difficult for you, have you?"
Feiyanggu asked.
At this moment, Qing Yan was in a very complicated mood, as so many victims exchanged for the peace of the three of them.
"My dear, when you sit in the upper position, you have to consider not the gains and losses of thousands of victims, but the whole world."
Es Shuo felt sorry for her. world She lowered her head and looked at her little hands.
This was always the most difficult choice to make for her family, country, and world.
"I understand, Amma, I want to go out to eat."
Qing Yan calmed down his irritable mood and started to act coquettishly towards Fei Yanggu.
Fei Yanggu poked her forehead with his hand and agreed.
Since returning home, their family has not had a meal together, and the issue of loyalty of the slaves in the new house is subject to investigation.
"What do you want to eat?"
Fei Yanggu looked at his little daughter.
At home, they all followed their wishes for a banquet, but when they went to the public, she had to learn to compromise.
"Let's go to the Yuelai Inn."
Xiao Guaiduo likes it there.
She often makes modern dishes with the ingredients on hand.
After improving them according to Manchu tastes, she puts them in the Yuelai Inn, which attracts many repeat customers.
"You're a little money addict."
Fei Yanggu shook his head helplessly.
Xiaoguai handed over all the shares in Yuelai Inn to Lao Zhai, hoping that the family could save a lot of money.
However, Fei Yanggu asked Adun to give the dividends from the shares to Laozhai.
After getting the new house and putting it into storage, the salary of the three of them will be enough to support those people
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