"Your Highness, Your Highness."

"I'm here, I'm here." Zi Mu heard Princess Jingse's voice not long after he returned from paying his respects at Changchun Palace.

"It's snowing today, why did the princess come to Yongshou Palace?"

"The Empress Dowager and Empress Hui are busy attending to the palace banquet with the clan members and important officials in the court in two months, so they don't have time to pay attention to me. My second brother lives in Xiefang Palace, and we are all grown up, so it is not easy for me to visit him often, so I came to find Empress Ling."

Although Jingse's words sounded like complaints, if you listen carefully, you can hear that they are full of the coquettishness that is unique to little girls.

"Oh, so you're just bored by yourself. It's okay, I'll accompany you."

"Well, Your Majesty, you are so kind." Zimu is one year younger than Princess Jingse, and the two of them were like sisters of the same age.

In particular, Empress Fucha and Imperial Concubine Hui have said more than once that seeing Zimu and Jingse together is like raising an extra daughter.

As Princess Jingse’s first and only friend, Zimu actually has quite a lot of privileges.

For example, Jingse is arrogant to everyone except Empress Fucha, Imperial Concubine Hui, and now Zimu.

For example, Princess Jingse trusts Zimu very much. She accepts all the food and daily necessities that Zimu gives her, and even goes to Yongshou Palace to eat and drink for free.

Princess Jingse looked around Yongshou Palace and suddenly saw several swords hanging on the wall. She immediately had an idea.

"Madam Ling, how about sword dancing? I've never seen you dance with a sword before."

Zimu readily agreed: "Sure, which one do you want to see?"

"Are there many kinds of sword dancing?" The confusion in Princess Jingse's eyes was almost overflowing.

"There are two types of entertainment: the entertainment is like dancing, and the other is practical."

"Your Majesty, I want to see it too." At this moment, Princess Jingse suddenly saw that it was snowing outside.

Thinking of Zimu's poor health in the past few years, he said, "It's snowing outside, your Highness. Why don't we do it another day?"

"It's okay, I'll go change my clothes first."

Two quarters of an hour later, Zimu, who was originally wearing a Manchu dress, was wearing a red dress, and his cuffs were tied up by Suoxin with bandages of the same color.

Zimu first performed a spectacular sword dance for Jingse. Her figure was agile and her sword skills were light, as natural and smooth as flowing clouds and water. Her red dress was beautiful in the snow.

Zimu then demonstrated his practical sword skills. His movements were swift, powerful and majestic, leaving Jingse stunned.

After the performance, Jing Se clapped his hands excitedly and put the cloak on Zi Mu: "Empress Ling, you are so amazing. I want to learn from you too. Please teach me."

At this time, Hongli suddenly appeared with his three male supervisors in front of the emperor: "Jingse can't make trouble for your majesty."

"My son, I have met Huang Ama."

"I have met the emperor."

When Zimu and Hongli were alone, Zimu acted casually, and Hongli even never let Zimu salute him. But now Princess Jingse was very well-behaved with Zimu.

"Jingse, you are not a child anymore. It's time for you to learn how to handle palace affairs from your royal mother. If you don't learn now, do you have to learn it in your husband's family after you get married?"

"I am the daughter of the Emperor and Empress Dowager, and a legitimate princess of the Qing Dynasty. So what if I don't want to learn? With the Emperor and Empress Dowager here, who dares to bully me?"

Zimu glared at Hongli and said with a smile: "The princess is right. Even if the princess gets married one day, the princess is the emperor and her husband is the minister. Who dares to bully the emperor's daughter?"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have asked about your affairs as women."

After Hongli finished speaking, he took his daughter in one hand and his beloved concubine in the other, and led the two into the palace.

"You two have your hands in such a mess, and you're still playing in the snow. What if you catch a cold?"

"Chunchan, quickly bring the ginger soup to warm Madam Ling. Madam Ling is weak and is most afraid of catching a cold."

Hongli was happy to see that his beloved daughter and the person he loved most could get along so harmoniously.

The words that he wanted to teach the two of them a lesson were on the tip of his tongue, but in order not to ruin the atmosphere and be despised by Zimu, Hongli endured it and did not speak.

"Mother Ling, I want to learn swordsmanship. Can you teach me?"

"Okay, Princess, if you're interested, I can teach you some basic swordplay."

"The back hall of Yongshou Palace is empty, and the space is large and easy to clean. Let Jinzhong and the others help Wang Chan clean up the back hall in the next two days."

"Your Majesty, do you agree?"

"My daughter should live a carefree life. If you want to learn, you have to see if your mother agrees."

"The Empress Dowager will definitely agree. The Empress Dowager and Empress Hui like Empress Ling the most."

"It's cold, so we can only study indoors."

"Thank you, Father Huang."

So, the following days.

Princess Jingse appeared in Yongshou Palace on time every afternoon to learn swordsmanship from Zimu.

When the weather is good, the two of them practice together in the courtyard.

It was not until Princess Jingse could barely exchange a few moves with Zimu that Zimu stopped practicing swordsmanship for fear of corrupting the delicate and reserved princess.

He began to teach Princess Jingse some agile and graceful sword techniques. With her previous sword skills foundation, Princess Jingse learned quite quickly.

The two people, who already had a good relationship, have become increasingly close during this period.

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On the night of the palace banquet, the already magnificent palace was brightly lit, and each table was placed with snacks, cold dishes and drinks.

The time was almost up. The Queen Mother finally appeared, holding hands with Princess Hengti and the Emperor as they walked in from the door side by side. Empress Fucha led all the concubines in paying their respects.

Zimu and Concubine Hui stood on the left and right behind Empress Fucha, and Hongli looked at her first.

Seeing the decent and dignified smile on Zimu's face, Hongli thought to himself: This is a decent act.

After the Queen Mother led Princess Hengti to sit down, Hongli pointed to a plate of colorful cakes and said, "Madam, this is the hundred-flower cake made by the Queen and her concubines. Please try it first."

The Queen Mother glanced at Fucha Langya and just straightened her sleeves without any other movement.

Before Hongli's eyes became completely fierce, Princess Hengti realized something was wrong, reached out and picked up the plate of hundred-flower cake and brought it to the empress dowager.

"Quickly try it, Madam Empress. Even I think this cake is exquisite. If you don't try it first, I won't dare to eat it before you."

"Hahaha, you little girl." The Queen Mother laughed and scolded when she heard her youngest daughter's words.

After a long time of preparation, she finally picked up a piece, tasted it and put the rest of the dessert down. Finally, she smiled and said, "This hundred-flower cake is indeed novel and exquisite, and tastes good. The queen is thoughtful."

Empress Fucha said calmly, "This is what I, as a daughter-in-law, should do. As long as the Empress Dowager is happy with her meal, I can rest assured."

Now that Empress Fucha is no longer influenced by external forces, her every word and action reflects the demeanor of a noble lady from a prominent Manchu family.

I don’t know how much better this is than before when the queen seemed to have lost her intelligence and kept saying that others were meddling in other people’s affairs.

Zi Mu complained in his heart again, this crazy woman is causing a lot of harm to people.

"The queen is so virtuous and obedient, and I am relieved that we are a royal mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. After all, we are no match for this small family. The family members have their own ulterior motives and speculate about each other, and in the end, the whole family cannot live in peace."

"What the Empress said is true. I am lucky to be born in the Fucha family. I am not very clear about the affairs of those small families. It is the Empress who is knowledgeable and experienced, which makes me far behind."

Empress Dowager Fucha obviously did not take the implicit words to heart, but responded in a bland way by mentioning her own family background.

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