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Qingyi didn't know what happened in the palace outside the palace at Prince Yong's mansion.

Because this won’t work, nothing will happen. Qingyi looked depressed. On weekdays, except for people who went to the city to give porridge, she was in a better mood, but most of the other moments were depressed...

It was cold in winter, but as the mistress of Prince Yong's mansion, Qingyi did not lack food and clothing. In this room, it was full of silver frost, charcoal and carrot charcoal burned every day.

According to the instructions of Prince Yong Yinzhen, Qingyi held a plum blossom banquet in the winter of the 47th year of Kangxi, and then held a spring banquet in February of the 48th year of Kangxi. The time was too slow to reach March of the 48th year...

In March of the 48th year, the Ministry of Internal Affairs planned that the eldest prince of Prince Yong's mansion would marry Borjijit from the Korqin grassland as his wife!

The big red lanterns were hung high, and the palace was filled with festive colors. As the mistress of the house, Qingyi and Hong Xiaoxu's biological mother, although she did not do everything herself, she was busy without touching the ground...

"Worship the heaven and earth!"

"Two worships the high hall..."

"Honey husband and wife!"

“……”

Qingyi looked at the red groom's costume and held the red veiled bride's son Hong Xiaoxu, with a look of relief.

Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, I have been in the Qing Dynasty for 19 years, and my son has already married a wife. In a year or two, I should have grandchildren!

Although her daughter-in-law from the Korqin tribe in Mongolia was covered with a big red veil, she could see a delicate and bright but not ostentatious face under the veil through the bright red veil...

The oval face, peach blossom eyes, the white and delicate little face of a fifteen-year-old girl, is slightly blushing at this moment, and she looks very handsome. She is really a peerless beauty in the world!

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the first beauty in the Qing Dynasty.

"Prince, we Hongxu is lucky to marry a beautiful wife. In the future, we will definitely give birth to a few beautiful grandchildren for us..." After his son and daughter-in-law were sent to the bridal chamber, Qingyi lowered her voice and smiled in Prince Yong Yinzhen's ear.

Well, although her son inherited her appearance and the prince, she was handsome and extraordinary, but the older she grew up, the less adorable she became. She was so serious and pretended to be deep with a stern face, which made her mother think that her Hong Xiaoxu had grown aging before she got old?

Now that the daughter-in-law is born beautifully and beautifully, her grandchildren will definitely be born in the future...

Prince Yong Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qingyi with a doting look on his face, and said with a smile: "What the princess said is very good. Borjigit is known as the best beauty in Mongolia. He is a talented woman and beautiful woman with our Hongxu."

Well, my princess probably saw the portrait sent to Beijing by the Korqin tribe, so she said this on this happy day today.

The emperor's wife whom Hongxu was referring to their family was indeed beautiful and generous. I think he would like it...

"Princess, I asked you to pay attention to a few days ago. I wonder if there is a suitable candidate for the princess?" After the conversation changed, Prince Yong Yinzhen spoke in a low voice that only two people could hear.

Now that Borjigit has entered the house, although his son Hongxu has four wives and concubines, Fucha is not allowed to like his son. The remaining Huang and Yao Jia are not from high origins, so the most important thing is to choose a couple of princesses for Hongxu...

Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked around. Seeing that no one had noticed the couple, she lowered her voice and said, "Prince, today is a happy day for Borjigit to enter the door. How could you, a father-in-law, be so anxious to stuff people into Hongxu's room?"

"In my foolish opinion, next year is the year of the election. Why not write a letter to the emperor Ama in the year of the election next year and give one or two to Hongxu..."

Alas, son, daughter-in-law, that’s all my mother can do for you!

During this year, I hope that you and your wife can be loving and pregnant as soon as possible and give birth to our royal grandson...

As for the year of next year's election, even if they don't speak, the Kangxi boss in this palace will definitely tell the concubine to choose one or two young and beautiful noble ladies from a noble family to join their palace as Hongxu's concubine.

"What the princess said is not without reason, but what the emperor Ama refers to is more about family background. It is not as good as our choice for Ama's mother, and has good character..." Prince Yong Yinzhen obviously did not give up throwing people into his son's room.

The princess Fucha in his son Hongxu's room was the one who was referring to during the election two years ago. Although he was from the Fucha clan and had a high-quality appearance, his character was really not very good.

Qingyi was full of helplessness, shook her head and smiled, "Prince, Hongxu is still young now. In addition to the Borjigit clan, the legitimate concubine, there are also many people around her, Fucha clan, Yao Jia clan and Huang clan. If she chooses a concubine for Hongxu, I will worry that Hongxu will be too romantic in the future..."

Prince, you don’t know that your son is already in a romantic and lustful way now? This time, you asked me to choose a new person for Hong Xiaoxu. Isn’t this disguised support for Hong Xiaoxu, a kid who will become romantic in the future?

"Hongxu is the eldest son of our royal family. He will inherit the title of the king in the future. It is reasonable to have more people around him to serve him. Only with more concubines can we better extend the descendants and spread the leaves for our royal family..." Prince Yong Yinzhen said with a faint smile.

From the perspective of a man, he naturally hopes that his son will have more beauties with red sleeves and fragrance, and will have more grandchildren in the future. This is a good thing!

When Qingyi heard this, her husband actually agreed to her son's future romantic nature. She was not good at all. She said sarcastically: "Yes, what the prince said is so much. Then, should I choose a few young and beautiful women for you, to add fragrance to the prince's red sleeves, and to spread branches and leaves for our palace?"

Humph, scumbag!

The Fourth Master of Yongzheng has become increasingly scumbag over the years. He has not yet ascended to the supreme emperor. So, when he becomes the king of a country in the future and has three thousand beauties in the harem, wouldn’t he have to be drunk every day in the land of gentleness?

The hibiscus tent warms up to the spring night, and from then on, the king will not pay early...

Prince Yong Yinzhen looked at his princess who suddenly changed her face, and stammered for a moment, not knowing what to say?

The old husband and wife are here, why is his princess so jealous? He just wanted to let Hongxu have more sweet people around him. He and the princess would hold their grandson as soon as possible. The emperor in the palace would hold their great grandson as soon as possible. Why did his princess think that his people are old and want to add fragrance to the red sleeves?

"Prince, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I went back to my room and rested..."

After leaving this sentence, Qingyi took the maids and nannies around her out of the front yard of the royal palace and returned to the main yard where she lived angrily.

Haha, she won’t let her son Hong Xiaoxu get stuffed into her room. What can the prince do, the old man?
Chapter completed!