Madam is a Superstar

The Imperial Ancestral Hall was built in the northernmost position of the Imperial Palace. The ancestral hall faces the entire Kyoto city.

With the entire mountain at its back, the overall structure is not grand but absolutely solemn.

The bell rings three times,

Nangong Yu took the lead, and the rest stood in their respective positions according to the rules.

Holding incense in both hands, the group knelt down with the emperor to worship the ancestors of the Nangong family in the ancestral hall.

The ancestor worship process of the Dayuan royal family is not as complicated as that of other countries. This is mainly due to the founding ancestors.

There have been priests in Dayuan since the founding of the country, so all dynasties have believed in:

‘When a person dies, his soul dies’

‘Everything in the world is reincarnated by cause and effect’

Because of this, the founding ancestors of the People's Republic of China set the ancestral precept that worshiping ancestors should not be extravagant and wasteful.

It's three o'clock in the morning,

Five bells ring, and the ancestor worship is completed.

When it was time for the group to leave, Concubine Yan stood there and was unwilling to leave.

She is still dressed in white today, with a face that looks more than twenty years younger than the Queen Mother.

The moment was full of sorrow, and the direction where the tearful eyes were stopping was the memorial tablet of the late emperor.

Mother, it's time to go.

Nangong Yu looked at the eldest brother's barely noticeable frown, and then looked at his mother and concubine like this,

With a bad premonition in her heart, she strode to Concubine Yan's side and took her arm.

Concubine Yan turned her head with red eyes, looking at Nangong Yu's facial features that were very similar to those of the late emperor, she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

Yu'er, my concubine... I want to stay with your father for a while longer.

This situation and scene are really touching.

After all, it was his biological mother Nangong Yu who couldn't bear it. When she was in trouble, the emperor's words, which could not be discerned from her emotions but without the slightest warmth, came from behind her.

In that case, Ayu, you and Princess Haitang will stay with the concubine.

Concubine Yan turned around and looked at Nangong Yu and opened her mouth, her eyes full of gratitude. This look really makes anyone cry when she sees it.

However,

In order to worship her ancestors, it is rare for the Queen Mother to change into a gold-lined dress, take off her silver-white temple hair, and wear a golden cross and golden steps.

When Nangong Yu and Song Qing helped him turn around, he glanced at the memorial tablet of the late emperor in the ancestral hall.

Looking at the distressed Concubine Yan again, she had a profound look on her face, and her old brows seemed to be smiling and sarcastic.

If there is such a sentiment that moves heaven and earth,

Why did the three thousand people in the harem shun the poison that used poison to fight poison to save lives?

When a person dies, his soul is extinguished. Who are you showing this to?

Do you think about it in front of the late emperor, or do you show it to the world and pave the way for your son?

Thinking of these,

The Queen Mother seemed to be unable to bear the heavy snow falling from the sky and the howling and biting cold wind. Her body became weak and swayed.

Mother.

Mother, be careful.

The former is Nangong Yu, and the latter is Song Qing.

Hey, hey, it's okay, good boy, my mother is okay.

The Queen Mother patted the backs of her son's and daughter-in-law's hands comfortingly, and stopped in the face of everyone's genuine or pretended concern.

He slowly turned around and looked at the ancestral hall. There were too many thoughts in his turbid eyes that others could not understand.

However,

Everyone can see that the Queen Mother still misses the late Emperor in her eyes. Even though she tries her best to hide it, they can still get a glimpse of it.

well.

The Queen Mother looked away and looked at the white snow and sighed, tightening the arms of her son and daughter-in-law, Let's go.

Whether it was the palace guards guarding the ancestral hall or Concubine Yan and her party, they could all see the Queen Mother stumbling.

I heard her talking to the empress and the third prince, It's a pity that although the Ai family is about the same age as sister Yan, their body and bones are far inferior to that of sister Yan.

It's also strange that the Ai family didn't listen to Rong Yi. If they hadn't caught the cold the day before yesterday, they could have stayed with Sister Yan to spend more time with the late emperor today.

for a moment,

Everyone looked at the old back of the Queen Mother and felt a little sore in their noses, especially those palace servants who stayed in the ancestral hall all year round to clean.

They are all old people in the palace. They were people who served in the palace when the late emperor was still alive.

She knows what happened that year best, and remembers better than anyone else how magnificent the Queen Mother's original appearance was.

And for the sake of the late emperor,

The Queen Mother is not yet fifty years old, but she looks like an old woman in her sixties or seventies.

It's snowing heavily,

Those who were moved by Concubine Yan's affection for the late Emperor just now will all be moved by it now.

It was transferred to the Queen Mother who seemed to be more ruthless than anyone else, but was actually more affectionate than anyone else.

In front of the ancestral hall,

Concubine Yan's red eyes had bloodshot eyes.

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Dayuan worships ancestors on New Year's Eve and worships heaven on the first day of the first lunar month to pray for blessings. The most important thing left is the New Year's Eve dinner.

Logically speaking, the group of people who worshiped their ancestors together today should stay in the palace and have dinner together tonight.

However, about half an hour after they returned from the ancestral hall, Nangong Yu and his party came to ask for their resignation.

Without him,

Just because Concubine Yan cried alone in the ancestral hall for a long time and fainted several times, she is now very weak in the carriage.

The Queen Mother was so happy that she naturally agreed, but she had to do her best.

He personally took his son and daughter-in-law to the carriage and said many caring words, and also asked the best imperial doctor in the palace to accompany Nangong Yu out of the palace.

Ah Yu, come here, this is the New Year's money given to you by the Queen Mother, as well as Dai Xi and Haitang's money.

The Queen Mother originally thought that we would have the New Year's Eve dinner together and then bring it out to you, but... alas.

The Queen Mother glanced at the carriage with the curtains lowered, shook her head helplessly and sighed, taking out the three red envelopes she had prepared in her wide sleeves.

They were stuffed into the hands of three people respectively. The red envelopes had a big word 福 written on them. They were full of sincerity.

Thank you, mother.

Nangong Yu saluted the Queen Mother. Yuan Daixi and Nangong Haitang also followed suit.

Nangong Yu's handsome face restrained his usual pretentious charm, and his lowered eyebrows showed guilt.

What the mother-in-law did today will undoubtedly make it difficult for the mother-in-law to step down. Things like this happen several times throughout the year.

However, the empress mother and the eldest brother still treated them as before. It was not that he did not stand by the mother and concubine.

Ask yourself if he were the eldest brother and queen, he would not be able to tolerate this again and again.

What's more, it's not just his mother who has done this. He knows better than anyone how Haitang has treated his mother in the past few years by following his mother's advice.

The Ai family knows that you have always been a sensible and good boy. The auspicious snow heralds a good year. Go back and celebrate the New Year well.

The Queen Mother stretched out her hand to help the person up, and if there were words in one sentence, it could be regarded as a relief to Nangong Yu.

The group of people watched the carriage of the Fifth Prince's Mansion disappear around the corner of the palace wall corridor, and then walked into the palace together.

Needless to say, the annual New Year’s Eve dinner is sumptuous, and of course good wine is also included on the table.

Drink a little, it will be good for your health.

While the whole family was chatting and laughing, Nangong Yu personally filled a small bowl of stewed milky white soybean and pig's trotters soup and brought it to his wife.

Song Qing had been looking at the fine wine since the palace servants brought it to the table, thinking that he could never get enough of it.

Now he would look at the small bowl of soybean and pig's trotters soup in front of him, and listen to the nonsense of the man next to him, and he would sneer twice.

Is it good for her health?

Do you think she is stupid?

Without even looking at it, he turned to Nangong Ze who was sitting opposite and talked about the topic he was interested in.

Third Prince, our Ah Yao is coming back soon, but have we chosen a good and auspicious day to get married?

If you and Ah Yao don't dislike each other, how about I do some divination for you to find a good time when she comes back?