~ The Important Thing is Temperament ~
Grand Princess Yide looked at Mu Yunyao’s strange expression and couldn’t help but smile: “Alright, don’t think so much. Tomorrow is the New Year’s Eve banquet, and that princess from Beijiang will also be attending. If you’re curious, just go and see for yourself.”
Mu Yunyao nodded: “Grandmother is right.”
After a good night’s rest, Mu Yunyao got up early and went to the kitchen, only to find Xu Yanhan already busy there.
“Mother, why are you up so early?”
“Today is the New Year. Although we are in the palace now and don’t need to follow the customs of the common people, I can’t break my long-standing habit. I still want to make some Qiaomo (a type of steamed bun) and some cakes to make it lively. I don’t know if your grandmother is used to them?”
Mu Yunyao was taken aback, then quickly smiled: “Mother and I are thinking the same thing. I got up early to make some Qiaomo too.”
The mother and daughter worked together, and with the help of Jin Lan, Jin Qiao, Si Qin, and others, soon, baskets of plump white zodiac Qiaomo were made.
Xu Yanhan carefully examined the food for a moment, then felt quite satisfied: “Yao’er, your maternal grandmother should be up now. I’ll take it to her now. You should eat with us, too.”
“Mother, go ahead. I... I’ll make some more to take to Yue Wang.” Mu Yunyao said, a slight blush rising on her face, making her look even more radiant.
Xu Yanhan couldn’t help but recall the scene from the New Year in Jingling City and smiled, “The year before last in Jingling City, Jun Yue personally sculpted a tiger. I remember it even had the character ‘king’ on its head. It looked so cute. You ate it, didn’t you?”
Mu Yunyao blushed: “Mother, you’re mistaken. I didn’t eat it.”
“Alright, alright, you didn’t eat it. Do you need Mother’s help? After all, the Qiaomo you made didn’t look very good.”
“Mother, you’re teasing me again. I already had a mold carved. I didn’t need to sculpt it by hand.” Mu Yunyao lowered her head, her voice growing softer.
Xu Yanhan’s smile deepened: “Then hurry up and get busy. We still need to try on clothes later, so don’t waste time.”
“Okay.” Mu Yunyao took out the mold. Last time, Yue Wang said he wanted to eat the clever steamed buns she made. After trying several times without success, she had a craftsman make a mold. Now, all she had to do was put the dough in and remove the mold—it was very simple.
Mu Yunyao looked at the clever steamed buns placed on the steamer, pondered for a moment, and then made a large tiger and put it on. In the end, it didn’t look quite right, so she picked up a pen and wrote the character “王” (king).
After changing his clothes, Yue Wang was about to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to pay his respects to the Emperor when Yu Heng entered carrying a food box. “Your Highness,” Yu Heng said, “Miss Mu sent this.”
Yue Wang was delighted. He opened the food box and saw several plump, white rabbit-shaped steamed buns. He gently poked one of the buns’ bellies with his fingertip, leaving a shallow indentation. As he withdrew his finger, the bun slowly returned to its original shape, making him smile.
Yu Heng glanced at them furtively, then his eyes widened slightly. “Your Highness,” Yu Heng said, “Miss Mu also steamed a Pixiu for you?” The Pixiu, with its claws outstretched, stood out conspicuously among the small, adorable rabbit-shaped steamed buns.
Yue Wang picked up the central steamed bun, carefully examining the slightly distorted “王” (king) character within. He couldn’t help but give Yu Heng a cold look: “This is a tiger.”
Yu Heng’s eyes widened slightly: “Your Highness, isn’t this clearly a Pixiu? How does it resemble a tiger?” “It resembles one in every way,” Yue Wang said firmly.
“But...” Yu Heng looked closely, still unable to discern a tiger’s shape.
Yue Wang held the somewhat distorted tiger in his palm, a distinct upward curve to his lips: “Yu Heng, another year has passed. During this time, Yu Yi has been traveling back and forth between Jiangnan and western Guangdong, a long and arduous journey. As brothers, you should be considerate of each other. After the New Year, you should go...”
“Your Highness, the tiger Miss Mu gave us is truly majestic, clearly unlike any other.” Most tigers don’t look like this.
Yue Wang looked up at him: “You can tell?”
“Of course, I could tell at a glance.” Yu Heng felt no guilt whatsoever because, once he realized it was a tiger, the more he looked at it, the more he felt it possessed the aura of a Pixiu, truly unique.
Yue Wang was finally satisfied, carefully examining it for a long time before reluctantly putting it down and going to the main hall to pay his respects.
Mu Yunyao finished eating with Grand Princess Yide and was then dragged to try on clothes. Having finally emerged from the mourning period, the palace dresses prepared were all in deep, vibrant colors, almost blinding at first glance.
Grand Princess Yide ignored Mu Yunyao’s objections, picking out dresses for her to try on one by one, finding every single one satisfactory.
Mu Yunyao was forced to change into more than a dozen outfits, but she showed no impatience whatsoever, always smiling. Granny Qu remarked, “Since Miss returned, the Princess has become so much more vibrant.”
Xu Yanhan nodded, “Yes.” Yao’er was like a ray of morning sunlight, warm and gentle, always able to make people lower their guard and smile genuinely. Thinking that her daughter would be married after the New Year, even she, usually so calm, couldn’t help but feel a little resentful towards Yue Wang. If only she could keep her for a few more years.
In the evening, the palace became lively. Because it was the New Year’s banquet, and with the Beijiang Princess present, the Emperor had specially granted permission for officials to bring their families. Many young noblemen were among those present.
Mu Yunyao didn’t arrive early this time, but accompanied Grand Princess Yide to the main hall.
At this time, all the officials had arrived, whispering auspicious New Year’s greetings, creating a particularly lively atmosphere.
Just as everyone was about to stand up and pay their respects, the Emperor arrived, following closely behind Grand Princess Yide. His expression was relaxed, a far cry from the gloom of the past few days.
“Imperial Elder Sister, why didn’t you wait for me?”
“Your Majesty has worked hard all year. I thought you might slack off at today’s banquet, but I never expected Your Majesty to be as diligent as ever.”
The Emperor couldn’t help but smile. “Only Imperial Elder Sister would praise me like that.”
Taking their seats according to the seating arrangement, Mu Yunyao and Yue Wang, seated in the prince’s seat, exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with silent warmth and understanding.
At the Beijiang envoys’ seats, the central seat of honor remained empty; Princess Helian Liluo of Beijiang had not yet arrived.
Just as everyone felt they had been impolite, a belated announcement rang out from outside: “The Beijiang Princess has arrived.”
Everyone fell silent and looked towards the hall entrance. This Beijiang princess, having arrived in the capital two days prior, had already established relationships with three princes; her intentions were now crystal clear. However, with such ambition, one should at least possess the qualifications to match it. For a woman, perhaps her greatest asset is her appearance. One wonders what this Beijiang princess, who sought to win over several princes, actually looked like.
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