Chapter 1866 - 1804: Longevity Festival
Chapter 1866: Chapter 1804: Longevity Festival
Wufu was anxiously waiting for Nanny Shui to fall ill, but Nanny Shui, after listening to her words, was utterly shaken, and coupled with her old age, fell ill under the dual blows of fear and pressure, lying on the bed.
As such, it was not appropriate to pursue the matter further, to avoid worsening her condition, which would be a wrongdoing.
Deep autumn flew by, and as the Beiyan Capital quickly transitioned into winter, even though it was only early November, the weather suddenly turned cold, and everyone changed into padded jackets.
"I don’t know if it’s cold over in Quanzhou, and whether Xiao Changsheng is accustomed to it?" Wufu said to Purple Jade while grooming.
Today is the Emperor’s Longevity Festival, not extravagantly held, yet due to His Majesty, an Imperial Banquet was organized as a celebration. As the Princess Consort, Wufu naturally had to wear formal attire.
Speaking of Changsheng, when he came to the Capital, there were many affairs, and the Emperor Yan’s mysterious attitude was unsettling, so Wufu sent a letter to Hua Wushuang, advising him not to hurry over; lest he be unable to cope, adding another weak spot to be seized.
It’s just as well to let the little fellow recuperate meticulously; building up his strength is most important.
"The young master has already been living there for over half a year, he must have adapted. It’s coastal there, so it won’t be colder than it is here." Purple Jade said while applying powder to her face.
"True," Wufu replied, closing her eyes, "In the blink of an eye, it’s almost been a year. His three-month celebration wasn’t grand, and I had planned a big one for his first birthday. But now it seems I can’t even celebrate his first year banquet!"
"You’re worrying in vain, isn’t there still the uncle? Now that he’s gained such an heir, the young master’s first birthday banquet won’t be skimped on, just look at how grand it might be, especially since it’s the perfect chance to announce the young master’s identity to the outside world." Purple Jade remarked.
Wufu opened her eyes, a playful expression on her face: "You sure know him well?"
Purple Jade’s face reddened and she pouted: "This maid is only speaking objectively, wasn’t it the truth?"
"Not wrong, he likely will do so." Wufu thought of Hua Wushuang’s smug expression, and pouted slightly, feeling somewhat cheated about her brother being taken.
"There’s no need to worry too much, didn’t the uncle send word that they will bring the young master over by latest next year?"
Wufu’s lips curved in satisfaction.
After the Imperial Edict confirming her and Ah Jiu’s status was issued, the date for their grand wedding was also set, a letter was naturally sent to Hua Wushuang, informing him of this.
Hua Wushuang is also her uncle, and Changsheng is her dear brother. How could they not be present at her wedding?
Thus, they will come to Changan next year, arriving before her grand wedding.
But thinking about that mess surrounding the Emperor Yan, Wufu’s smile slightly waned, hoping that the plans won’t be disrupted by changes then.
"Your Highness."
Wufu looked through the bronze mirror, as Ah Jiu approached, her eyes brightened slightly, she asked: "You’ve finished preparing?"
Ah Jiu, sitting on the Taishi Chair beside, watched her adorn herself, and said: "I’m just a man, it’s simple."
Wufu glanced sideways at him, noting his silver-purple long robe, a Purple Gold Belt around his waist, with a Purple Gold Crown on his head, exuding nobility and supremacy, she couldn’t help but secretly admire him.
Such a man is hers!
"Just wait by the side for now, I’m almost ready!"
Ah Jiu took the tea offered by the maid, sipped it, watching her in full attire, his lips slightly curled.
The two chatted idly, and after a while, Purple Jade finished dressing her, then assisted Wufu into a twelve-paired Palace Skirt, leading her in front of Ah Jiu.