After my inner voice was eavesdropped, I became the favorite of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 75

Beside her, several noble ladies of the Fucha clan also showed dissatisfaction. Although they remained respectful on the surface, they were full of jealousy and resentment towards Nara in their hearts. Although this title is small, the political significance behind it is huge. The Qing Dynasty was a dynasty established by the Manchus, and the rules were different from those of the Han people. In addition, due to various historical reasons, most of the emperors in the past dynasties were born out of wedlock. Qianlong had always wanted to make the legitimate son of Empress Xiaoxian the crown prince, but unfortunately he died young, so he had a taboo in his heart. The reason why the successor family was not granted the right of inheritance before was to deliberately distinguish between the first empress and the successor. Now that such a great grace has been suddenly granted, does it mean that Qianlong has already regarded Nara and Fucha as equally important in his heart?
If this is true, the tradition of primogeniture may rise again. The status of the 12th Prince Yongji will also rise. If the son of the successor becomes the crown prince, won't she be able to become the empress dowager directly by virtue of her son's status? When they thought of this possibility, Concubine Wei and the Fucha clan felt panic and uneasiness.

They knew that they had to find a way to stop all this from happening. They couldn't let Nara take the top spot, and they couldn't let her son become the crown prince. So they began to plot secretly, looking for opportunities to destroy Nara's position as queen and her son's dream of becoming the crown prince.

However, they did not know that Qianlong's move was not impulsive, but was a well-thought-out one. He knew Nara's character and ability, and also understood her loyalty and dedication to him. He granted her family the grace of hereditary succession not only to make up for past debts, but also to consolidate his own imperial power and status.

Qingge Fengyun: The prologue of the fusion of two dynasties
If the Queen heard what Concubine Wei said, her phoenix eyes would narrow slightly, and a disdainful sneer would appear at the corner of her mouth, like a plum blossom in the cold winter wind, cold and noble. She would gently shake her head, making the pearls and jade on the exquisite phoenix crown collide gently, making a crisp sound, and then she would say in a contemptuous and elegant tone: "The Qing Dynasty is about to be controlled by my daughter Qingge, and you are still dreaming of becoming the Queen Mother? It's really ridiculous, and you are so shameless! Do you think this harem is a place you can do whatever you want? Let me tell you, Concubine Wei, the future of the Qing Dynasty has long been in the hands of my extremely intelligent daughter."

The gift that Emperor Qianlong gave to the empress's mother's family was like a warm spring breeze, blowing through the court and touching the hearts of those shrewd officials of the previous dynasty. This gift was not only an affirmation of the empress's family, but also a reward for Emperor Qianlong's silent efforts for the empress for many years. Those former officials were all shrewd people, with a keen sense of smell, and had already smelled the political undercurrents and the deep meaning of Emperor Qianlong. They knew that this was not just a gift, but also a heavy bargaining chip, a bargaining chip that could change the future of the Qing Dynasty.

Not only that, Emperor Qianlong was not satisfied. He also issued an edict to posthumously confer the title of Prince Rui on the Empress's deceased son Yongjing. This move was undoubtedly to show the Empress his determination and sincerity. He also promised that in the future, a descendant of the Empress's family with the character "Mian" would inherit the title and continue the incense. This was undoubtedly great news for the Empress. When she heard the news, she was moved to tears, as if her years of expectations had finally been answered at this moment. Her heart was filled with gratitude and excitement, as if she saw the future of the Qing Dynasty waving to her.

Seeing that the Queen had accepted his arrangement, Qianlong was thinking about finding a suitable time to reveal Qingge's true identity. He knew very well that Qingge was not only his daughter, but also the Queen of Dayan, and her identity and status were extraordinary. He wanted to use some benefits to lure the Queen to help persuade Qingge to inherit the foundation of the Qing Dynasty and formally incorporate the Aisin-Gioro family into the royal family. This plan has been brewing in his mind for a long time, and now he finally sees the dawn of realization. Thinking of this, Emperor Qianlong was in a good mood, as if he had seen the bright future of the integration of the Qing Dynasty and Dayan.

So, he followed the story of Princess Huanzhu and held a grand ceremony to offer sacrifices to heaven. This ceremony was not only to pray for the blessings of heaven and ancestors, but also to declare his ambition to heaven and earth and ancestors - to integrate the Qing Dynasty with the Yan Dynasty, and to seamlessly connect the Aisin-Gioro family with the new dynasty to jointly create a new prosperous era. The ceremony was grand in scale and spectacular in scene, attracting countless people's attention. Emperor Qianlong stood on the altar of offering sacrifices to heaven, wearing a dragon robe and a crown on his head, and majestically declared his determination and wishes. His voice echoed between heaven and earth, and seemed to reach the hearts of every citizen of the Qing Dynasty.

At the same time, Qingge also chose an auspicious day to prepare to move her adoptive parents' graves. The weather was clear and the breeze was gentle that day, as if even the sky was celebrating this grand grave-moving ceremony. Qingge rode a tall white horse, dressed in a gorgeous golden dragon robe, and a nine-dragon white jade crown on her head. The tassels of the crown gently drooped, covering her beautiful face, but adding a bit of otherworldly temperament. Behind her followed a mighty team, everyone in neat clothes, holding various ceremonial objects and offerings.

Su Xiaomei and Yang Tianxiong each carried a big red basket filled with gold and silver leaves. As they walked, they scattered the gold and silver leaves to the crowd on the roadside. The gold and silver leaves sparkled in the sun, as if they were pie in the sky, attracting people to scramble to grab them. Laughter and joy came one after another, and the pedestrians on the roadside seemed to be caught up in a carnival. Some of those who got the gold and silver leaves were overjoyed, and those who didn't get any were also happy. They had never seen real gold and silver being scattered when moving graves in their lives, and they all sighed at the generosity of the Queen of Dayan.

Although the Qing court regarded Dayan as a major threat and wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible, ordinary people did not understand the grievances and hatreds between the court. They only saw that the Queen of Dayan was as majestic and solemn as the emperor himself, so they bowed their heads and worshiped, shouting: "Long live Her Majesty the Queen!" Their voices resounded through the sky, as if adding a bit of solemnity and solemnity to this grand tomb relocation ceremony.

Qingge was also very happy when she saw this scene. She rode on her horse, raised her head slightly, as if accepting the worship of all the people. Her heart was filled with pride and satisfaction, as if she saw herself building a bridge between the Qing Dynasty and the Yan Dynasty, allowing the people of the two countries to live in harmony and prosper together.

Suddenly, a noise came from behind, breaking the solemnity and solemnity. Qingge frowned slightly, as if wondering what happened. But she ignored it and continued to move forward, enjoying the respect and love from the people. She knew that no matter what happened, she would continue to move forward firmly and fight for the future of Daqing and Dayan.

As the team moved forward, Qingge arrived at Xiaojiu Village. This was where her adoptive parents lived and where she grew up. She looked at the familiar village and fields, and an inexplicable sense of intimacy surged in her heart. She seemed to see the figures of her adoptive parents working in the fields and heard their kind voices. Her eyes were moist, as if she was about to shed tears.

The ceremony of relocating the graves began. Qingge presided over the ceremony personally. She knelt devoutly in front of the grave and prayed for her adoptive parents. Her voice was choked with sobs and affection, as if she was expressing her gratitude and longing for her adoptive parents. Then, she personally placed the remains of her adoptive parents in the new coffin and sprinkled them with gold and silver leaves and paper money. Her movements were gentle and solemn, as if she was treating an invaluable treasure.

As the ceremony ended, Qingge stood up and looked at the newly erected tombstone and grave. Her heart was filled with emotion and relief. She knew that although her adoptive parents had passed away, their spirit and love would always remain in her heart. She would always remember their kindness in raising her and bring honor to them.

Then, she turned around and looked at the team and the people behind her. Her eyes flashed with determination, as if telling them: "I will continue to work hard and fight for the future of Daqing and Da Yan! I will pass on the spirit and love of my adoptive parents forever!" As her voice fell, the team set off again, slowly moving towards the direction of the capital. The people also dispersed, but the figure and story of the Queen of Da Yan remained in their hearts forever.

Return of the Pearl
The sun shone obliquely on the prosperous streets of the capital, and the golden light intertwined with the noisy dust, covering this ancient city with a mysterious veil. On both sides of the street, people were talking about it, and their eyes were often cast towards the two teams of people who were slowly marching. One team was the ceremonial guard of Emperor Qianlong offering sacrifices to the heaven, and the other team was the team of Li Qingge moving the graves for his adoptive parents.

Ziwei, a woman in a lavender dress, stood out in the crowd. She had a pretty face and her eyes revealed a talent, but at the moment, her bright eyes were filled with despair and anger. She clutched the gold lock beside her tightly, as if it was her only support.

"That's not the real Princess Huanzhu, I am!" Ziwei cried, she was almost on the verge of collapse. She looked at Emperor Qianlong's guard of honor, and an indescribable humiliation and grief surged in her heart. She didn't understand why she was Xia Yuhe's daughter, but was replaced by Xiaoyanzi and lost everything that should have belonged to her.

Ziwei's thoughts drifted back to the day when she met Xiaoyanzi. At that time, she thought Xiaoyanzi was a kind-hearted and loyal girl, so she handed her the token of recognition without hesitation. However, she never expected that Xiaoyanzi would do such a "cat-for-prince" thing and take away all her identity and status.

Ziwei's eyes were moist. She felt like she was struck by lightning and her heart was broken. She always thought she was talented and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she was also very good at judging people. However, this time, she misjudged Xiaoyanzi.

"Your Majesty, you have been deceived. I am your daughter!" Ziwei's voice echoed in the crowd, but no one paid attention. She looked at Xiaoyanzi wearing gorgeous princess costumes and sitting on a high horse, and an irrepressible anger surged in her heart. She wanted to rush forward and expose Xiaoyanzi's true identity, but she was squeezed by the crowd and could not move.

Seeing Ziwei in pain, Jinsuo felt very sad. She held Ziwei's hand tightly, trying to comfort her. However, there seemed to be a fire burning in Ziwei's heart that could not be calmed down.

At this time, the two teams gradually approached each other due to the surge of people. Ziwei and Jinsuo were pushed around in the crowd, and accidentally stumbled from the heaven-worshipping team into the tomb-moving team. Before they knew it, they were already involved in another storm.

Li Qingge, the queen of Da Yan, was sitting at the front of the grave-moving team. She was wearing a black mourning dress, and her face was serious and solemn. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if she could see through all hypocrisy and lies. When Ziwei's shout reached her ears, her face immediately turned ashen.

"Who is this woman? How dare she shout here!" Li Qingge's voice was low and powerful. She looked at the guards beside her and motioned them to go and find out what was going on.

The guards returned soon and reported Ziwei's situation to Li Qingge. After hearing this, Li Qingge frowned and felt an inexplicable anger in her heart. Although she had a close relationship with the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, it did not mean that she could tolerate such a deceiving behavior.

"Bring that woman here!" Li Qingge's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty. The guards immediately took the order and brought Ziwei and Jinsuo to Li Qingge.

Ziwei looked at Li Qingge in front of her, and an indescribable fear surged in her heart. She didn't expect that she would meet the queen of Da Yan here. She wanted to explain, but her lips trembled so much that she couldn't speak.

"Are you the woman who claims to be Princess Huanzhu?" Li Qingge's voice was cold and majestic, and her eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing Ziwei's heart.

Ziwei nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. She felt as if she had been stripped of all her disguise and dignity, standing naked in front of Li Qingge.

"What evidence do you have to prove your identity?" Li Qingge's voice was full of doubt. She didn't believe Ziwei's words, but she didn't want to let go of any possible opportunity.

Ziwei trembled as she took out a jade pendant from her bosom. It was the only token left to her by her mother, Xia Yuhe. She held the jade pendant in front of Li Qingge and said with a choked voice, "This is the jade pendant my mother left me. It is engraved with the poem 'Lotus flowers receive dew after rain'. This is proof of my identity!"

Li Qingge took the jade pendant and carefully examined the words on it. Her brows gradually relaxed, as if she saw some possibility. She looked up at Ziwei, and a soft light flashed in her eyes.

"What's your mother's name?" Li Qingge's voice became gentle, as if she could feel Ziwei's inner pain and struggle.

"My mother's name is Xia Yuhe." There was a slight tremor in Ziwei's voice, and she seemed to see the light of hope flickering ahead.

Li Qingge was filled with inexplicable emotions when she heard this. She remembered that Emperor Qianlong once mentioned a woman named Xia Yuhe, saying that she was a beauty he met by chance by the Daming Lake. Could it be that Ziwei was really the daughter of Emperor Qianlong?

Li Qingge hesitated for a moment, then looked at the guard beside him: "Go and ask Emperor Qianlong to come over, and tell him that I have something important to discuss with you."

The guards took the order and left. After a while, Emperor Qianlong came in a hurry. He looked at Li Qingge and Ziwei, and an inexplicable premonition surged in his heart.

"Your Majesty, what is the important matter you want to discuss with me?" There was a hint of doubt in Emperor Qianlong's voice.

Li Qingge handed the jade pendant to Emperor Qianlong, and then told him about Ziwei's situation. After hearing this, Emperor Qianlong frowned, and his eyes moved back and forth between Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi.

"This..." Emperor Qianlong didn't know what to do for a moment. He looked at Ziwei, and an inexplicable sense of guilt and regret surged in his heart. After all, if Ziwei was really his daughter, then his neglect and indifference over the years would undoubtedly be the greatest harm to her.

Ziwei looked at Emperor Qianlong with an indescribable complex emotion in her heart. She hoped that Emperor Qianlong would recognize her as his daughter, but she was also afraid that he would be caught in a dilemma because of her identity.

At this time, Xiaoyanzi also walked out of the crowd. She looked at Ziwei, with a flash of surprise and confusion in her eyes. She didn't expect that Ziwei would make a big fuss here and claim that she was Princess Huanzhu.

"Ziwei, what are you doing?" Xiaoyanzi's voice was filled with blame and confusion. She thought that Ziwei was destroying her reputation and status and embarrassing her in front of everyone.

Ziwei looked at Xiaoyanzi, and an irrepressible anger and humiliation surged in her heart. She pointed at Xiaoyanzi and shouted, "You liar! You are the real liar! I am Huanzhu Gege, and you are the one who replaced me!"

Xiaoyanzi's face changed when she heard this. She looked at Emperor Qianlong, trying to seek his support and help. However, Emperor Qianlong remained silent, as if he was in deep thought. The scene was deadlocked for a while. The people gathered around to watch the excitement. Some thought Ziwei might be crazy, while others laughed at her stupidity. They talked a lot, but no one dared to intervene in the matter.

At this moment, Li Qingge stood up. She looked at Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi, and said in a cold and majestic voice: "I will investigate this matter. If Ziwei is really the daughter of Emperor Qianlong, then she has the right to take back everything that belongs to her. And if you, Xiaoyanzi, are innocent, I will also clear your name."

As soon as Li Qingge finished speaking, the crowd burst into warm applause. They admired Li Qingge's fairness and decisiveness, and also hoped that this matter could be resolved satisfactorily.

Ziwei looked at Li Qingge, and a feeling of gratitude and respect welled up in her heart. She felt as if she had found a harbor to rely on, which allowed her to find a little comfort and warmth in this troubled world.

Xiaoyanzi turned pale, with an indescribable fear and uneasiness in her heart. She didn't know how this matter would develop, nor did she know what her fate would be. She could only stand aside silently, waiting for the matter to be resolved.

Emperor Qianlong watched the scene in front of him with mixed emotions. He hoped that Ziwei could prove her identity, but he didn't want Xiaoyanzi to be hurt. He knew the complexity of the matter and knew that he had to make a fair decision.

So, he looked at Li Qingge and said firmly, "Your Majesty, I'll leave this matter to you to investigate. I believe in your fairness and wisdom, and I believe you will come up with a reasonable solution."

Li Qingge nodded, with a hint of determination and resoluteness in her eyes. She knew that this matter was not only about the fate of Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi, but also about the dignity and honor of the two countries. She must do her best to find out the truth and give a fair verdict.

Thus, a contest about identity and dignity quietly unfolds on the streets of the capital. Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi, two women, will start a fierce battle to prove their identity and innocence. Li Qingge and Emperor Qianlong, as witnesses and judges of this contest, will also face major tests and choices.

Return of the Pearl: The world is unpredictable, and the filial daughter is heartbroken
Oh, this world is really unpredictable! The woman, Ziwei, took great pains to look through the almanac and chose an auspicious day. She originally wanted to make her adoptive parents glorious in the world and let everyone envy her for having a filial daughter. The sun shone through the sparse clouds and sprinkled on the memorial items she carefully prepared. Each item shone with respect and remembrance for her parents.

Ziwei was wearing plain mourning clothes, with a simple but dignified bun, and her eyes revealed a gentleness and determination. She stood in front of the grave, holding the yellowed almanac tightly in her hands, as if it was the last connection between her and her parents. Her eyes were full of expectations, hoping that everything would go smoothly, so that her adoptive parents could also feel her filial piety in the other world.

But who knew that such an unexpected disaster would happen suddenly. At the critical moment of moving the grave, Ziwei actually recited indecent poems, and the sound was particularly harsh in the quiet graveyard. Her voice was originally clear and pleasant, but now it seemed to be possessed by the devil, becoming distorted and weird. This behavior was even more disgusting than dancing on the grave, and everyone present looked at it sideways.

Li Qingge, dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, revealed an inviolable majesty between her eyebrows. When she heard Ziwei's recitation, she was furious and wanted to slap Ziwei to death. Her eyes flashed with anger, as if she wanted to burn Ziwei to ashes. But then she thought, Ziwei didn't do it on purpose, it was all because Xiaoyanzi pretended to be her that caused such a big mess. Li Qingge couldn't help but sigh, her heart was full of helplessness and anger.

She recalled the protagonists in "My Fair Princess", all of whom were troublemakers. Even if the queen's villains didn't make trouble, they could still cause a lot of trouble. Just like when the old Buddha returned to the palace, Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi brought "lacquer" back and gave the queen mother a big "surprise", which almost made the queen mother die; and Yongqi forced Xiaoyanzi to study, which forced her to run away from home and fall into the pit of Hanxuan Chess Club, where she was abused by the black-hearted boss. The queen didn't intervene in these two incidents, but they caused a lot of trouble in the city and gave people a headache.

Li Qingge shook her head and muttered to herself, "How toxic! Can't these protagonists just be quiet for a while?" Although she knew Ziwei didn't do it on purpose, Li Qingge was still furious. She felt that as the daughter of the queen in the play, she was born to be at odds with these protagonists. Every time she saw them getting into trouble, she couldn't help but want to intervene and discipline them.

Relocating graves and reburying them was originally an auspicious thing, and Li Qingge did not want to commit murder on this auspicious day and add guilt to her deceased relatives. So she secretly ordered the guards around her to drive Ziwei and Jinsuo to the team offering sacrifices to the sky. As soon as Ziwei left, the team offering sacrifices to the sky suddenly became a mess, with people and horses falling. The guards pushed Ziwei and Jinsuo roughly, without any regard for their dignity and feelings. Ziwei and Jinsuo were pushed away from the cemetery, their eyes full of helplessness and despair.

This situation, to paraphrase Aunt Xue's words, is like this: "The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the family members didn't recognize each other anymore. What a good show!" With Ziwei's departure, the relocation of the grave went much more smoothly. Li Qingge looked at Ziwei's departing back, and an inexplicable complex emotion surged in her heart. She felt pity for Ziwei, but also hateful for her; she wanted to help her, but also wanted to let her fend for herself.

Arriving at Xiaojiu Village, Li Qingge and Jin Zhaodi welcomed the remains of the Jin couple. They were dressed in black mourning clothes, and their faces were solemn and dignified. When they saw the remains of the Jin couple being carefully carried out, they couldn't help but shed tears. Together, they placed the remains in a coffin made of golden nanmu wood. The wood of the coffin was delicate and hard, and exuded a faint fragrance.

This golden nanmu is the best wood, warm in winter and cool in summer, with fine texture and extremely beautiful. It is said to have the ability to last for a thousand years. It has always been an exclusive product of the royal family. Ordinary people dare not even think about it, let alone use it, otherwise it is a capital crime. But who would have thought that the two rural people of the Jin family would have such an honor, using golden nanmu as a coffin, and being reburied and posthumously honored. All this is because their adopted daughter is so virtuous and brought them this honor.

In the past, when men were superior to women, women were like outsiders and had to bring dowries when they got married. Sons were the family's support. Sons could carry on the family's incense and continue the family's bloodline; while daughters were like spilled water, once they got married, they became someone else's daughter-in-law. But look at the Jin family couple, who had no sons but only daughters, but they enjoyed the royal funeral treatment. This is really a miracle! Although their daughter Ziwei had a rough life, her filial piety and virtue moved heaven and earth, allowing the Jin family couple to receive such high honors after their death.

Looking back at history, such a scene only happened when Wu Zetian became emperor during the Wu Zhou period and conferred the title of empress on her parents. At that time, Wu Zetian was the only female emperor in Chinese history! With her wisdom and courage, she broke the feudal tradition of male superiority and female inferiority, allowing her parents to enjoy the honor of the royal family. I thought such a scene had disappeared, but I didn't expect it to reappear in the Jin family a thousand years later.

Who says having a daughter is not as good as having a son? Look at how the Jin family couple adopted a daughter and became so prosperous. This is really a miracle! As relatives of the founding monarch of the Great Yan Dynasty and the same clan as the Queen of the Great Yan Dynasty, as long as the dynasty lasts and their descendants continue to multiply, their incense will never be cut off. This is really enviable!
Li Qingge watched the coffins of the Jin couple being slowly lowered into the tomb, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart. She thought of her own parents. Although they were members of the royal family and enjoyed endless wealth and splendor, they might not be able to enjoy the same honor as the Jin couple after death. She couldn't help but begin to doubt those so-called royal rules and traditions. Are they really that important?

As the coffin was completely placed in the tomb and sealed, Li Qingge's mood gradually calmed down. She turned and left the cemetery and returned to the prosperous capital. There, she would continue to play her role, entangled with those protagonists, and perform her own story. The story of the Jin family couple and Ziwei would become a permanent memory and emotion in her heart.

Grave Relocation Ceremony
The grand ceremony of Li Qingge's tomb relocation was a scene of great excitement. The entire Qing court seemed to be shaken by an invisible force, and the boiling noise almost broke through the sky. The news spread quickly inside and outside the palace like a bird with wings, and even the long-silent harems of the previous dynasty began to talk about it again, as if this tomb relocation ceremony had become a bright spot in their boring lives.

The sun shines on the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, sparkling with dazzling light, making the entire palace look magnificent. The scene of the ceremony was bustling with people, music and rituals, and various bright flags and ribbons fluttering in the wind, adding a bit of solemnity and solemnity to the ceremony. Civil and military officials dressed in court robes stood neatly on both sides, with awe or curiosity on their faces, staring closely at the tombs that were about to be moved.

At the center of the ceremony, Li Qingge was dressed in a solemn black mourning dress. Her face was calm and solemn, and her eyes revealed her deep longing for her adoptive parents. Beside her were Jin Zhaodi and other close associates, who were also dressed in mourning clothes and looked sad. Li Qingge had mixed feelings in her heart, with both gratitude and longing for her adoptive parents, and helplessness about the hustle and bustle and glitz brought by the ceremony.

At this time, the empress was leisurely fiddling with the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" revolving vase that Emperor Qianlong had just given her. This vase was undoubtedly the treasure of the Qing Palace, and its craftsmanship was amazing. The empress sat in the spacious and bright bedroom, and the sunlight shone through the window lattice on her body, coating her with a layer of golden brilliance. Her slender fingers gently moved the small handle of the revolving vase, and the small vase inside began to slowly rotate, and the mountains and rivers, flowers, birds, insects and fish of the four seasons changed with it, and the colors were as colorful as a painting. There were also fine holes on the outside of the vase, and when the small vase turned, the scene outside also changed, as if it was a miniature revolving lantern, which was very interesting.

The queen looked at the revolving vase with delight in her eyes. She couldn't help but sigh, "This porcelain of Emperor Qianlong is really famous for its complexity and splendor. It's so difficult to make a finished product with so many colors mixed together! I heard that not even one out of a hundred pieces can be successful, let alone this revolving vase. The inner and outer layers are nested together, and the difficulty of firing is simply multiplied several times. You may not be able to pick out two or three pieces from a million, and the money spent is countless."

As she spoke, the queen recalled the Qianlong “Auspicious and Abundant” revolving vase that was fiercely sought after at the auction, which was finally sold at a high price of 550 million yuan, breaking the record of the “Guiguzi Going Down the Mountain” Yuan blue and white porcelain. Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but smile with some pride, thinking that the “Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix” vase in her hand was more refined than the “Auspicious and Abundant” vase in terms of craftsmanship and meaning.

The dragon and phoenix surround the bottle of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix", which symbolizes the dignity and auspiciousness of the emperor and empress. The empress looked at the bottle and liked it more and more. She kept turning it around, as if it was a treasure in her heart. She thought that after the ceremony of relocating Li Qingge's tomb was over, she must show off this treasure to Emperor Qianlong.

At this time, a palace maid hurried into the bedroom and reported to the queen about the grand ceremony of Li Qingge's tomb relocation. After hearing this, the queen was not jealous at all, but envied and said: "Although the Jin family has no son, they can enjoy such glory after death. It is really a great blessing. It makes people envious."

Rong Mama listened at the side and asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, don't you feel jealous? After all, Li Qingge has been appreciated by the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, and now they have held such a grand ceremony to move the graves of her adoptive parents."

The Queen smiled and put down the rotating bottle in her hand, saying, "Why should I be jealous? If the Jin family hadn't adopted Xiao Wu (Li Qingge's nickname), how would I have had the chance to reunite with my daughter? Although the grace of giving birth is important, the grace of raising is even deeper. Xiao Wu's feelings for the Jin family are so deep that the royal family seems a little heartless in comparison. Seeing how she repays the Jin family, I am so happy that I can't wait to be jealous. I should also thank the Jin family for raising such an excellent daughter for me."

As she spoke, the queen's eyes became gentle, as if she remembered the scene when she first met Li Qingge. At that time, although Li Qingge was in a difficult situation, he still maintained his innocence and kindness, which deeply moved her. Now, seeing Li Qingge's dedication to his adoptive parents, she felt even more gratified and proud.

The tomb relocation ceremony continued, and Li Qingge, surrounded by the crowd, slowly walked towards the tomb that was about to be moved. Her heart was filled with gratitude and nostalgia for her adoptive parents, as well as expectations and longings for the future. She knew that no matter where she went, no matter how her identity changed, her deep affection for her adoptive parents would never change.

Behind this grand ceremony, the conversation between the Queen and Rong Mama seemed to add a bit of warmth and touching to the ceremony. They all knew that no matter how prosperous the royal family was, no matter how powerful it was, it could not replace the sincere feelings and deep gratitude. The grand ceremony of Li Qingge's tomb relocation was the best interpretation of this emotion and gratitude.

With the successful conclusion of the tomb relocation ceremony, the story of Li Qingge and the Jin family became a legend inside and outside the palace. People praised Li Qingge's filial piety and the Jin family's blessings, and admired the queen's tolerance and generosity. In this ceremony, the emotions and kindness shown seemed to become an invisible force, warming everyone's heart.

In the days that followed, Li Qingge continued to work hard to fulfill her duties and mission, contributing her strength to the royal family and the Great Yan Kingdom. The Queen and Rong Mama also stayed by her side, witnessing the changes and development of this era. They knew that no matter how the future changes, the sincere feelings and deep gratitude will always be remembered in their hearts.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Li Qingge has grown from a young girl to a mature and steady queen. With her actions and wisdom, she has won the respect and love of the royal family and the people. And the tomb relocation ceremony has become the most unforgettable experience in her life, forever engraved in her memory. Whenever she thinks of that time, a warm current will surge in her heart, which is the remembrance and gratitude for her adoptive parents, and the expectation and vision for the future. She knows that no matter where she goes, that emotion and kindness will always accompany her and become the most precious wealth in her life.

Phoenix World
The sun shone through the thin window paper and onto the queen's gorgeous phoenix robe. The phoenix embroidered with gold thread seemed to spread its wings and fly. The queen sat in front of the bronze mirror, gently stroking the hair by her ears, her eyes revealing a hint of sadness and endless tenderness.

"If I were not the queen and had no need to take so many things into consideration, I would have personally gone to the grave of the Jin couple, lit three incense sticks, and thanked them for raising my daughter." The queen's voice was soft and full of emotion, as if every word carried her deep gratitude to the Jin couple.

The nanny stood aside, listening to the queen's words, and tears welled up in her eyes. She said with deep emotion: "People are all made of flesh and blood, how can they not be moved? Although there is no blood relationship, the kindness is closer than that of family members. It is also her blessing that the fifth princess can receive such great love from the queen."

The queen nodded gently, her eyes falling on the revolving vase on the table. The vase was exquisitely made, with two layers inside and outside, which could be rotated for viewing. Flowers and birds of the four seasons were painted on the vase, which were lifelike. She picked up the revolving vase carefully, as if she was afraid of disturbing the scenery in the vase, and gently put it into the rosewood box.

"Empress Xiaoxian has passed away for a long time, but the emperor still misses her in his heart. This makes me understand a truth: the living can never compete with the dead." The queen's tone was calm, but revealed a kind of indifference from the vicissitudes of life. "Instead of immersing yourself in the memories of the past all day long, with a heart full of resentment, it is better to cherish everything you have now."

The maid nodded repeatedly, expressing her agreement: "Your Majesty is right. Although Empress Xiaoxian was virtuous, she is no longer with us. Now it is you, Your Majesty, who sits in the throne of the center. The Jin couple has passed away, and only you, Your Majesty, can take over the Fifth Princess's filial piety. This is the most important thing."

She paused, then added with a smile: "Since the Fifth Princess has acknowledged you as her mother, your position as queen has become more secure, and your mood has become more cheerful. Seeing you so happy now, I am really happy for you."

The queen sighed, her eyes becoming deep. "Before, I wanted everything, but got nothing. I felt like I was trapped in a cage, and my heart was filled with jealousy and anger. But now it's different. I have a son and a daughter, and I have a solid support behind me. I have everything I want, and I have fewer worries. My state of mind has changed, and I look at things more clearly."