Father and son (below)

  Yin Rong's face turned red and white, Fu Cha's head was painful as she stroked her forehead, not knowing what medicine this little sister had taken wrong. However, "Master, Yunzhu also made some sense, if the third brother continues like this, it will not only be him who suffers, the emperor may not show it on his face, but he is also in pain... This is also the flesh and blood of our Aixinjueluo family, putting aside the identity of the imperial son, let's have a good talk with him."

  "It's just that, even if these are all my wild guesses, it's still good for them to meet each other, and avoid future regrets...". With emotions pent up and no cure in sight, except for oneself to let go, nothing else can be done.

  Yu Yun glared at Yunzhu, sighed and said, "For more than half a year, haven't we talked enough? What can be done if he doesn't listen? The Emperor is not that easy to deal with... I'm afraid they will clash again when they meet." The Emperor has given up, but this Hongshi has also developed a stubborn temper. Unfortunately, it's herself who is stuck between the father and son, unable to live in peace.

  "You people speak too indirectly, the listener is already deeply prejudiced and listening to these irrelevant words is like floating clouds without any impression. For stubborn people, you need to be more straightforward." It's best to use sharp words, a knife to cut open his brain... However, as for the emperor, Yunzhu looked at Yongzhao with some sympathy, "As for the emperor, even if you close the door, you are still brothers, this is also family business, when it's time to speak, just say it, let him get angry, can't you not say anything because of his anger?"

  Having the opportunity to teach a lesson to the cold-faced fourth brother, I estimate that even my gentle sister's husband is eager to move. Taking a glance, I indeed see a flash of excitement in my sister's husband's eyes... Alas, Emperor Yongzheng, how many people have been resentful of your "Moral True Ruler" icy face?

  Outside the house, Yongzheng's whole body was filled with cold air, and he didn't care about anything. As a dignified emperor and elder brother, how could he be scolded by his younger brother? The maid from the Fuca family is quite bold, daring to instruct Yunyu like that... It seems she has some of the spirit of Li Rongbao insisting on resigning several years ago.

  I recall the two chrysanthemum poems written by this young woman that I heard from the Empress a few days ago. At that time, I didn't think the Empress's description of her as "having a noble and pure temperament, with no worldly desires" could fully capture her personality. Although the materials she submitted through the sticky note showed her usual gentle and elegant demeanor, when it comes to making tough decisions, she has the courage to make them, which is something that many men who have been officials for years cannot do.

  People have multiple facets? That's well said.

  He turned around and left, out of the main courtyard. He said to Fang Dehou, the chief steward of the Zhen Guo Gong Fu who was waiting respectfully at his side: "Where does Third Brother live? Take me there."

  "Hmm." From the moment the Emperor didn't allow the eunuch to pass on the message and entered the main hall, he had been carrying a heavy heart. Now, seeing the Emperor's face still not showing any joy or anger, but with a warm and gentle breath, he couldn't help but calm down more than half of his heart, carefully following Su Peisheng's side to guide the way.

  ……

  The aura outside disappeared? Just like that? Didn't he come to see San Gege? Yunzhu's eyes flashed with doubt, and then let go. Anyway, she had done her part as a human being, and it was not worth interfering too much in the affairs of the Aixinjueluo family.

  She had already determined that the visitor was none other than Emperor Yongzheng, for who else could come and go as they pleased in the mansion of Prince Zhenguo, without even the servants on the roof daring to make a sound?

  Hehe, if the emperor thinks he is not gentle and refined enough to be a prince's consort, then that would be even better. She thinks anyone from the imperial clan or nobility is better than Qianlong.

  "This little girl thinks her life isn't thrilling enough, huh? Yun Yu's expression turned serious: 'I have a grasp on this matter. You may mean well, but you should know that there are many people with ulterior motives in this world. These words...'"

  "I won't mention this again once I leave the house, brother-in-law can rest assured. Ah, this soup is getting cold, why don't we get Yi Yu to bring some warm ones from the kitchen and also bring some snacks?"

  "Alright, you little girl, without saying anything else, your dietary care is indeed a set, and your sister's body has strengthened a lot in the past two years."

  "Yunzhu dare not take credit for it." Yunzhu smiled shallowly: "Mainly because sister sincerely wants to be healthy and peaceful with her husband until old age."

  "Stop talking nonsense." Fucha's appearance looked no more than thirty years old, but in fact, she was already thirty-eight. After hearing this, her face felt a wave of heat and she said to Yong Yu: "Master, please go quickly, it won't be good if you're late."

  "Hmm." Yu Rong smiled and glanced at her, his heart moved. How long had it been since he'd seen the Empress Dowager look like this? As they walked out of the house, a gust of autumn wind swept by, reminding him of Hongshi, and then reminding him that although he was no longer young, his children were all gone. The Empress Dowager's two sons had died in infancy, and she spent her days fasting and praying, filling his heart with sorrow.

  "Your Majesty." Eunuch Liu Lu approached and whispered: "Just now the Emperor came, standing outside the house for a while."

  Yongzhao was startled: "What's wrong?" Thinking back, he hadn't said anything treasonous earlier, but it was hard to guarantee that the Emperor's impression of Yunzhu wouldn't worsen... With next year being the selection of imperial consorts, Yongzhao couldn't help but feel some worry, hoping that his position as the manager of the Imperial Household Department would be secure, at least so he could protect her during the selection.

  "He went to Erba's place."

  Yu Yun heard the words and completely put down her heart. A smile appeared on her face, it seemed that the emperor had listened to those words... at least he wouldn't blame Yun Zhu anymore. "Go, go to Lan Garden to find Yi Yu, send some hot soup and pastries to Third Prince."

  "Yes sir, I'll go right away." Liu Luobei understood and nodded, then left.

  The girl was quite lucky. She glanced back at the side hall and saw Yun You with his hands behind his back, slowly walking towards the study.

  Returned to Lan Yuan and wrote some characters, then continued to paint "Autumn Court Embroidery Picture" which was half finished yesterday.

  "Miss." Su Wen stepped forward and reported, "The Duke has summoned you."

  Brother-in-law? Won't be Third Brother causing more trouble again? "Alright, leave the things for now, I'll put them away when I get back." She said to a little maid beside her.

  "Yes."

  Yunzhu went into the inner room, and Lingzhui had already picked out a set of pale pink satin cheongsam and a deep pink cape. Yunzhu quickly changed into them, and Suwen rapidly rebraided her hair, only slightly tidying up the bun on top. Yunzhu chose a ruby-encrusted flower ornament to wear, which complemented the purple-red plum blossoms embroidered at the collar of her cheongsam, adding a touch of elegance and refinement to her overall demeanor.

  As soon as she arrived at the main courtyard, she felt something was off. All the servants along the way were lowering their heads and not daring to breathe loudly... Could it be that he hadn't left after all?

  She slowed down her pace and entered the grand hall. As expected, although he wasn't wearing a dragon robe, that bright yellow waistband was still there, and that majestic aura wasn't something ordinary people could possess.

  "Nubi Fucha. Yunzhu knocks to see the Emperor, the Emperor is safe." Yunzhu bows perfectly. Finished, and also pays respects to Yongyu who sits on one side: "Yunzhu has seen her brother-in-law."

  He glanced at her and slightly hooked his lip, the little guy was quite clever.

  What's the point of just giving a slight bow and calling him "brother-in-law" when facing Twelve, but then making a deep bow and addressing himself as "Your Majesty"? Yongzheng looked at Yunzhu with some displeasure, only to find that this little girl's every move was elegant and natural, gentle yet still retaining the charm of a young girl, respectful without being servile or stiff. Her features were as delicate as a jade orchid on a branch, and he couldn't help but feel a bit pleased - Li Rongbao's good daughter indeed! No wonder Ma Qi and Twelve doted on her so...

  With a good family background, decent looks and talent, and a good temperament, in another year, she'll be able to call herself "Empress Dowager" with dignity. No matter how much Mazi and the Twelfth Prince dote on her, they can only envy her with their eyes wide open, haha.

  "Think about it, Yongzheng's voice also softened a lot: 'No need for formalities, sit down.'"

  "Yes." Half sitting on the embroidered cushion at the lower head, Yunzhu's eyes were fixed on the ground in front of her at a 45-degree angle, calm and peaceful.

  Yongzheng saw her calm and composed, quiet and self-disciplined, and nodded secretly in his heart. He asked: "How old are you this year? What do you usually do at home?"

  Yunzhu nodded in response and then heard him say: "Your father's body is well-nourished, I hear it's all thanks to your efforts?"

  "I don't dare to," Yunzhu paused and continued, "Although Father's health improvement has something to do with the nourishing soup I made for him, it also requires Father to take a walk every day without interruption to cooperate with his recovery. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do anything."

  "Hmm, he naturally cooperated, his daughter told him to resign and he did it without a second word." The implication in Yongzheng's words was left unspoken.

  Who would unconditionally follow her? She hesitated for a long time before finally agreeing.

  Regardless of what Yongzheng meant, she said brightly: "That's right, rest is for walking a longer road, only by keeping oneself useful will there be opportunities to repay the emperor's kindness and do things for the Qing dynasty."

  Yongzheng was shocked and did not expect her to answer so "righteously" that no one could find any fault.

  What a beautiful answer! Yun You's eyes sparkled with amusement as she glanced at the Emperor, who was deep in thought. She wondered if the little girl was reminding her of Fourth Brother's terrifying work ethic?!

  Is rest for a longer journey? Yongzheng narrowed his eyes, looking at Yunzhu's smiling face as calm as water, unsure if she was reminding herself... Thinking of her clever thoughts, he let it go, appreciating her concern for Hongshi and himself despite her young age. After all, Hongshi's current situation made even the imperial family avoid him like a snake, fearing being implicated, not to mention himself, an emperor with many criticisms.

  "Not bad!" Yongzheng rarely praised, "Stay at your brother-in-law's house for a few more days... It's great that you can love Wu and Wu. When you have time, also go to the Yi Qincun Palace, isn't your cousin who gets along with you the wife of Hong Tun?" He said, getting up and leaving, he was also very busy, today has already spent a lot of time in the Zhen Guo Gong Fu.

  Yunzhu was depressed.

  She's not stupid, what loving and caring, the emperor's intention is to let her take care of San A Ge's body along the way, and also because of the many recipes that her cousin took from her, which made Hong Tun's body much better. The emperor must know about it, but he still lets her visit Yi Qin Wang Fu more often, is he trying to get her to help Yi Qin Wang?

  Historically, Prince Yi Xiangyun died in the eighth year of Yongzheng's reign due to overwork and hemiplegia. Prince Yi had been ill for a long time, and many skilled imperial physicians were unable to complete their mission, so how could I have any confidence?

  At this time, Yunzhu did not know that her appearance would not only change the fate of Hong Tun's early death, but also improve Yunxiang's physical condition through dietary regulation, which was much better than in history.