Shock! I accidentally entered the Qing Dynasty and was spoiled by the Fourth Master

The Chahar tribe of Mongolia entered Beijing.

Rumor has long been that Chahar came here to make friends with the Qing Dynasty and seek a royal marriage.

But now the princesses of the Qing Dynasty are either already married or too young to talk about marriage.

Deyin saw that Yinzhen visited Jinlin more often in recent days and knew what he was worried about.

The princesses in the palace were all young, and the youngest could only babble.

If the Chahar tribe wanted to find a marriage partner, they could only choose among the princesses of several princes.

Jinlin's age is just right for marriage.

If the Chahar tribe had not come to Beijing, Yinzhen would have only wanted to find him a son of a high-ranking official in the capital to marry, so that he could stay in the capital and take care of him himself.

But now it seems that all this may be changing.

Deyin saw that Yinzhen was in a bad mood, so he guessed something.

"Master, are you worried about the Chahar tribe entering Beijing?"

Deyin had heard some of those rumors.

Yinzhen nodded and said nothing.

Everyone knows that the princess who is most suitable for marriage now is the one from Prince Yong's family.

It’s just that Jinlin was raised in the backyard of the palace since he was born, and even the number of times he left the palace could be counted.

What Yinzhen always wanted was to find a good family for her in the future so that she could live a peaceful and wealthy life.

Once the Chahar tribe arrived, Yinzhen's plan was disrupted.

"Master, don't be anxious. The emperor hasn't spoken yet, so there's still hope." Deyin turned around and thought that as long as the imperial edict didn't come down, there was still a glimmer of hope.

Deyin held Yinzhen's hand and comforted him softly.

Yinzhen frowned and said, "If the emperor issues an order to grant the marriage, I can only obey." He sighed helplessly.

There was a lot of commotion outside, but Jinlin was still reading and drinking tea in the yard as usual, and he knew nothing about it.

The next day when the court was in session, the Chahar tribe finally put forward the well-known demands.

Want to marry into the royal family.

In the hall, the emperor did not give a clear answer.

Yinzhen still didn't dare to relax easily, so the emperor kept him after the court session.

The emperor had already sent people to investigate, and now this princess from his family is the most suitable candidate in the royal family.

"Do you know what I want to say?"

The emperor did not beat around the bush and continued before Yinzhen could answer: "You heard what the Chahar tribe said just now. Looking at the entire royal family, your princess is the most suitable one."

Yinzhen knelt down, lowered his head and said, "I understand, but Jinlin grew up in the mansion and has never left the capital. I am afraid she will not be able to adapt to life on the grassland."

The emperor frowned slightly: "There is no other way. The marriage with Mongolia is a matter of great importance and is related to the stability of the border. Besides, the prince of the Chahar tribe is also a handsome man."

Yinzhen felt helpless, but he knew he could not go against his father's order, so he nodded silently.

After returning to the mansion, Yinzhen paced back and forth outside Jinlin's room, not knowing how to start the conversation.

His Jinlin was raised in seclusion, and he didn't have much time to see him, so he grew up so big in a short time.

It was Jinlin who saw his father outside the door and ran out to greet him.

There was some distance between the father and daughter. Jinlin had always been well-behaved, unlike Hongli who was so comfortable with him.

"Ama, why are you standing here?"

Yinzhen looked at his daughter, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. He took Jinlin's hand and walked into the room.

"Lin'er, Father has something to tell you." Yinzhen took a deep breath, thinking about how to say the first sentence.

Jinlin looked at Yinzhen's serious expression and felt a little nervous. It was an expression she had never seen on her father's face before: "Father, what's wrong?"

"The Chahar tribe came to Beijing and wants to marry into the royal family, and you are the most suitable candidate," Yinzhen said slowly.

After hearing this, Jinlin's face changed instantly: "Father, I don't want to go to the grassland..."

Her voice was tearful. Jinlin had heard that the people on the grassland were different from those in the Central Plains. They were all extremely fierce.

Yinzhen hugged her lovingly and said word by word: "Lin'er, this is the emperor's order. We can only obey."

Jinlin knew that no one could disobey the Emperor's words, and his crying gradually became quieter.

After seeing Jinlin, Yinzhen felt a little depressed.

Deyin knew that he would definitely lock himself up in the Qinzheng Hall again, so he went there in advance to wait for him.

When Yinzhen came back and saw her, he didn't want to say anything.

He walked forward, hugged her, and buried his head in her shoulder: "Yinyin, there is one less child in the mansion."

Deyin patted Yinzhen on the back and said, "Master, this is Jinlin's fate. As a child of the royal family, she enjoys a life of luxury, so naturally she cannot escape her responsibilities."

The two of them sat in silence, silently feeling each other's warmth.

On the day Jinlin got married, the Chahar tribe left Beijing.

After this departure, I don’t know when I will see Deyin again.