Early the next morning, Baoyue was woken up by Wu Lan.
She stood up and sat up in a daze.
The thin quilt on her body slipped off, revealing a large area of white jade-like skin.
When she saw the dots of red marks on it, Lao Shi suddenly blushed.
He When he slept in the concubine's room, they had dressed them before he woke up the next day, and then helped him dress them, so he had never encountered such a situation before.
Putting on a serious face, Lao Shi went outside to freshen up, hands behind his back.
Baoyue was almost awake, and asked Wulan and Wuzhina to help her put on a set of Prince Fujin uniforms and flower pot-soled shoes, which were seven centimeters high.
Compared with the high-heeled shoes of later generations, they were no more frightening.
Baoyue practiced wearing them at home for a week before she mastered the balance.
However, she planned to only wear flowerpot shoes when going out and entertaining guests, which was really tiring.
After washing her face, Baoyue didn't need a maid to wait on her, so she put on makeup by herself.
In fact, their makeup skills were not as good as hers.
Not to mention the various makeup techniques she learned in modern times, she also applied makeup during her training years alone.
He always made trouble in his face.
She didn't put on a lot of makeup.
After all, her face had a good foundation.
She only put on upper lip color and traced her eyebrows, which made her look more energetic.
Finally, someone helped her put on the crown of Prince Fujin.
Although this crown was gorgeous and beautiful, it was really heavy.
The top was engraved with three layers of gold, decorated with ten beads, and had a ruby on it.
Zhu Wei.
The upper part is decorated with a golden peacock, seven east pearls, and thirty-nine small pearls.
After the golden peacock, there are three rows of hanging beads.
In the middle, there are three golden lapis lazuli knots and three eastern beads, with coral at the end.
There are two golden sash hanging from the collar behind the crown, and the end is also decorated with coral.
Baoyue felt that being a fujin in the Qing palace was a strenuous job.
She, who came from Mongolia, found it difficult.
She didn't know how those delicate ladies could endure it.
Baoyue couldn't help but asked this.
Grandma Ye Grandma smiled and said, "Fu Jin is really joking.
How can he dress like this every day?
Isn't this the first time today to say hello?
Except for the ceremony where you must wear court clothes and crowns, you don't need to wear such grand clothes on weekdays."
Baoyue breathed a long sigh of relief.
Although she loved beauty, she was not willing to bear more than ten kilograms of imperial crown every day.
After putting on makeup, Baoyue stepped on her flowerpot shoes, held Uland's hand, and walked gracefully to eat.
Lao Shi was drinking tea when Baoyue came in.
As soon as he saw her coming in, Lao Shi's eyes were fixed on her face.
Although it was not that he had never seen the world last night, and it was not like there were no people who were prettier than him, Fujin, he still didn't He was under control and flashed away.
After he realized what he was doing, he blushed secretly.
He was really hopeless.
"Pass the food around."
After Lao Shi came to his senses, he ordered with a cold and noble expression.
Her little eyes glanced at Baoyue hurriedly.
Baoyue has been paying close attention to Lao Shi since she entered the door.
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The moment Lao Shi's eyes looked over, she completely captured him.
She secretly laughed in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face.
"Master."
Baoyue bowed to say hello, with a bit of a smile on her face.
"Well, get up, eat quickly, and go greet me later."
Old Eleven said with a serious face.
In Baoyue's eyes, it was just a sixteen-year-old boy trying to act like an adult, to the point where he didn't feel scared, but rather funny.
"Okay, let's have dinner together," Bao Yueyan said, looking at Lao Shi with a smile.
However, there was a bit of doting in the smile, and there was also a bit of helplessness in the eyes, as if looking at an ignorant child.
Lao Shi looked at his Fujin's smile.
It was so beautiful, but he felt strange.
Now they all live in the prince's residence, and their meals are brought from the imperial kitchen.
Lao Shi is used to eating these, and Bao Yue is very interested in eating them, whether they are crispy and delicious pastries or ones with sugar.
Lotus seed soup was something Baoyue rarely ate in Mongolia.
During this meal, Baoyue ate very seriously and ate up a full plate of rose cakes and half a plate of crystal dumplings. , and a bowl of lotus seed soup.
Compared to Baoyue, Lao Shi certainly ate not less.
A 16-year-old boy was growing up, so he certainly had a large appetite.
But he didn't expect that his own Fujin also ate a lot.
After all, in his impression Here, girls have little stomachs, whether it’s his mother-in-law or The cousins who were dining with Eniang all ate very little, so seeing Fujin eating so much, Old Eleven was quite surprised at first, but then he thought about it, Fujin is from Mongolia, and it’s not like he stays in the boudoir all day.
It seems quite normal for the Beijing women here to have big appetites.
After finishing the meal, Lao Shi and Bao Yue got up to pay their respects.
The road from the prince's residence to Qianqing Palace was not very close.
Lao Shi was just a bald brother.
According to the regulations, Lao Shi and Bao Yue were not allowed to ride in sedan chairs in the palace, so Lao Shi and Baoyin could only walk, and walked for about half an hour.
Stepping on nearly seven-foot-tall flowerpot shoes, Baoyue felt like she was about to cry.
Arriving at the Qianqing Palace, a sense of solemnity hit her face.
The eunuchs and maids standing waiting for the call were all looking at each other intently.
Baoyue felt the pressure for no reason, and even her breathing became clearer.
A palace maid came to lead the way.
Baoyue lowered her head and took her breath and followed Lao Shi inside, always remaining half a step behind Lao Shi.
After entering the main hall, Baoyue followed Lao Shi and began to salute.
Lao Shi knelt three times and bowed nine times, while Bao Yue knelt three times and bowed three times.
Baoyue suppressed her excitement and knelt there respectfully, not daring to raise her head to look at Kangxi.
You must know that this is the ultimate boss who controls the overall situation.
Kangxi, who was sitting on top, frowned.
It turned out that this Shifujin did not meet his standards for choosing a daughter-in-law.
You must know that he always paid attention to virtuous wives and beautiful concubines.
When recommending marriages to his sons, in addition to being from a wealthy family, the first wife Most of them have dignified looks.
From the eldest to the ninth, Fujin was appointed by him during the draft.
Only the tenth Fujin who had not participated in the draft were married by him to appease the Mongols.
Unexpectedly, the county prince is tall and thick, but his daughter is so beautiful.
Kangxi did not want his daughter-in-law to be too beautiful.
After all, the person who could be named Prince Fujin must have a high birth.
If he was still good-looking, what would he do if he had a son?
Well, neither Lao Shi nor Bao Yue knew Kang Xi's thoughts.
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In addition, neither of them raised their heads to look at Kang Xi's face.
Naturally, they didn't know that Bao Yue's appearance had made Kang Xi unhappy.
However, since the marriage had been granted, even though Kangxi was the emperor, he could not let his son divorce his wife without reason.
As an emperor, the best thing was to restrain his emotions, and Kangxi was no exception.
So after Kangxi finished rewarding the things, he gave two more warnings.
After being told to leave with a few words, Lao Shi and Bao Yue didn't notice Kangxi's initial displeasure.
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