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After the wedding banquet, on the way back home, Xiao Yao couldn't help but smile at the Eldest Prince's sullen face. Nestled in He Yu's embrace, she giggled, and He Yu allowed her to laugh. Once Xiao Yao had laughed enough, she tilted her head and said, "Isn't it a bit much for the Eldest Prince and his wife to have such thoughts? Do they really want to seize the throne?"
"Anyone who has even a slight chance of sitting on that chair would want it, wouldn't they?" He Yu raised an eyebrow at Xiao Yao. "Moreover, compared to other princes and even the Crown Prince, the Eldest Prince has military achievements. Even if he doesn't have a strong public presence, there will still be people considering supporting him."
"But..." Xiao Yao frowned and thought for a moment before continuing, "Dafeng is basically already in a stage of governance; the tasks have mostly been completed. Relying solely on a military general for governance, I think..."
"Mm," before Xiao Yao could finish her sentence, He Yu nodded. Xiao Yao shot him an annoyed glance. "I haven't finished speaking yet; why are you saying 'mm'?"
He Yu reached out and ruffled her hair. "Naturally, I agree with your subsequent point. Conquering requires military generals, but governance still relies on civil officials. Isn't that what you mean?"
"Well, that's more or less what I meant," Xiao Yao nodded. "Besides, the Eldest Prince isn't born of the Queen; that doesn't align with the legitimacy..."
"Legitimacy? What does that matter in royalty?" He Yu raised an eyebrow. "Qidi himself isn't the legitimate heir to the throne either, which is why even after establishing a Crown Prince, others are still restless."
Alright, she understood.
Wasn't it similar to the Xuanwu Gate Incident during Tang Taizong's reign or the Battle for the Throne of the Nine Dragons during Yongzheng Emperor's time? They truly had talents for governance, but this Eldest Prince...
Xiao Yao furrowed her brows. Seeing this, He Yu reached out to smooth her forehead and said, "Alright, this isn't something you should worry about; I'll handle these matters as your husband."
"...Then what should I worry about?" Xiao Yao turned back.
"You," He Yu leaned closer to Xiao Yao's ear and bit her earlobe. "You just need to worry about how to give me a big fat son!"
"What if it's a daughter?" Xiao Yao rolled her eyes. "Would you not like her then?"
"How could that be!" He Yu looked at Xiao Yao in surprise and immediately pledged his loyalty. "I would like a daughter too! As long as she is born from you, I will love her!"
"This is more like it," Xiao Yao murmured with satisfaction, turning around to snuggle against He Yu, burying her face in his embrace. She said, "Dear, I'm hungry."
"Hmm? How come you're hungry?" Upon hearing that Xiao Yao was hungry, He Yu immediately snapped back to attention. "Did you not eat enough tonight?"
Xiao Yao nodded, "Those dishes actually made me feel a bit nauseous. Then there was the toasting and the singing and dancing; it was so noisy my head hurt. I didn't want to eat."
Hearing this, He Yu understood. In fact, he hadn't eaten much either; at such occasions, he was too busy drinking and socializing to pay attention to food. He gently caressed Xiao Yao's cheek and said, "Alright, when we get back, I'll have the kitchen prepare some of your favorites. Just eat a little bit."
"Okay." Xiao Yao lifted her head and kissed He Yu's chin. His breathing immediately became a bit heavier, and he deepened the kiss.
The two pulled away, both slightly breathless. Xiao Yao clearly sensed a change in him and teased, "Your Highness, hold on; your princess can't serve you right now."
Seeing Xiao Yao's playful expression, He Yu couldn't help but chuckle. He placed his hand on her belly and said, "Look how hard your parents are enduring for you; you should hurry up and grow up."
Xiao Yao leaned against He Yu, laughing so hard she almost rolled off him. He held her tightly, afraid she might fall, and they both laughed together.
Outside, Yun Zhu, Yun Bi, and Zhao Hezhong exchanged smiles as they watched the couple in their residence; the prince and princess were so affectionate!
After the Crown Prince's Wedding, the autumn hunting season would follow closely behind. In previous years, it typically began in mid to late September.
However, due to this year's Internal Affairs Office preparing for the Crown Prince's Wedding while also being busy with the Third Prince and Fourth Prince moving out and establishing their own residences, the entire autumn hunting season was postponed by nearly a month.
By mid to late October, as late autumn approached early winter, preparations were finally nearing completion.
At this time, Xiao Yao was also showing signs of pregnancy, and He Yu had been attending court for several days.
Hearing the news about the autumn hunt, Xiao Yao sighed regretfully, "Sigh, it seems that I can only watch this year. I was hoping to ride a horse, but now that's just a fantasy."
Yun Zhu, who was combing Xiao Yao's hair, smiled and said, "Your Highness need not worry. If it doesn't work out this year, there's always next year. After all, the autumn hunt happens once a year."
"Next year might not work either," Xiao Yao rested her chin on her hand, feeling extremely troubled. "If nothing else comes up next year, the autumn hunt will likely be more than a month earlier than this year. By then, I might still be in confinement!"
"Uh..." Upon hearing this, Yun Zhu didn't know how to respond. Just then, He Yu's voice came from outside, "What does that matter? If you really want to ride a horse, I can take you tomorrow."
"Really? Is that possible?" Xiao Yao turned her head excitedly upon hearing He Yu.
He Yu paused for a moment, seeming to hesitate before saying, "You can ride for fun, but I can't take you running."
"That's not much fun," Xiao Yao replied disappointedly. "It would be better to wait until after giving birth and go to the countryside to ride horses; at least we could run a bit."
"Then let's go to the countryside to ride horses when the time comes. It's much freer there. Actually, most of the time during the autumn hunt revolves around the Emperor and those princes anyway. It's quite restrictive; we might as well enjoy ourselves in the countryside," He Yu reassured her.
"Oh, in that case, I'll just watch." Upon hearing He Yu's words, Xiao Yao instantly lost interest. When an entertaining activity turns into a place of scheming and intrigue, even the most enjoyable things lose their charm.
However, even if she couldn't ride horses or hunt, it was still a public occasion, so she naturally had to dress beautifully.
Xiao Yao reminded herself of this.
Currently, most of Xiao Yao's outfits were high-waisted long skirts. After all, until He Yu made an official announcement, it was better for her to keep covered when going out, except when visiting the Eastern Palace.
Now that He Yu often liked to take Xiao Yao along when going to the Eastern Palace, she was very happy about it.
Whenever He Yu and the Crown Prince went to discuss matters, Xiao Yao and Su Hong would chat about some topics related to women. Xiao Yao increasingly felt that Su Hong was actually just like a daughter at heart. Although she appeared calm and composed on the outside due to years of upbringing, as they spent more time together, Su Hong's curiosity about things became more childlike.
This afternoon, they were going to the palace again. After Xiao Yao finished styling her hair, she had lunch with He Yu and then rested on the couch for a while.
Yun Zhu saw that Xiao Yao was awake and approached with several pieces of clothing. "My lady, these are all to be taken into the palace."
Xiao Yao flipped through the clothes and nodded. "Alright, you check them again to see if there are any loose ones or other issues, so we don't bring anything unsuitable into the palace."
"Yes." Yun Zhu bowed and took the clothes away.
At this moment, He Yu also came over, curious and asked, "What is it?"
"Oh, it's clothing for the Consort," Xiao Yao replied. "Remember I made a few outfits at home when I was free? The ones you thought looked good?"
"Yeah." He Yu nodded. Previously, when Xiao Yao made those outfits that looked a bit strange but were actually quite nice, He Yu thought they looked pretty good.
"When we went to the Peach Blossom Forest last time, I brought two sets for the Consort to see. She liked them and asked me to help her make two more sets to wear for the Crown Prince." As she spoke, the smile on Xiao Yao's face grew wider.
He Yu instantly understood; after all, those outfits! He Yu also broke into a mischievous smile and pinched Xiao Yao's chin. "Not bad! You've influenced the Consort!"
"Hmph!" Xiao Yao swatted He Yu's hand away. "What do you mean I've influenced the Consort? Since you think so, I won't wear them anymore to avoid influencing her."
Xiao Yao pretended to be angry while He Yu laughed and hugged her tightly. "Come on! Besides, how could I possibly refuse such pleasures of the boudoir? Right?"
"Tch," Xiao Yao scoffed and continued to complain, "But you have influenced the Consort."
"Okay, okay, I misspoke, I misspoke, I was wrong, alright?" He Yu saw that Ren was angry and quickly tried to appease him. Then he added, "Oh, by the way, a few Persians came to pay their respects a while ago and brought some strange fabrics. The Internal Affairs Office didn't know what to do with them, and it seems the ladies in the palace didn't like them much either. Do you want them?"
"What kind of fabric?" Xiao Yao asked, not thinking too much at that moment.
"I didn't see the specifics," He Yu frowned. "But I heard from someone in the Internal Affairs Office that the fabric is quite stiff and uncomfortable to wear. It feels like sand but is supposedly a bit more transparent than gauze, with very complicated patterns."
Huh? Such fabric... could it be lace?! Xiao Yao suddenly became very excited and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes! Can you really bring some back?"
"You like it?" He Yu squinted at Xiao Yao.
"If it's what I'm thinking of, then I would definitely like it even more," Xiao Yao replied.
Seeing Xiao Yao's reaction, He Yu relaxed his brow and smiled. "Alright, I'll ask for a piece to bring back and see if it's what you want. If it is, I'll get all of it for you."
"All of it? Is that really possible?" Xiao Yao asked with some concern.
"Of course," He Yu beamed. "This stuff is unwanted in the palace anyway; it's a tribute that can't be discarded. Now that someone wants it, the Internal Affairs Office would be more than happy to get rid of it." (To be continued)
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