My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty-Chapter 379: Mooncakes

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, after comforting their daughter Simu with the Spirit Fruit, Gu Lan suggested celebrating the festival at home with their family, emphasizing reunion and joy.

In this world, there was also a Mid-Autumn Festival, though it lacked many traditional stories and wasn’t particularly lively. The common people didn’t pay much attention to it either.

"It’s up to you, husband," Mu Yuyan nodded in agreement. When it came to household matters, she always trusted Gu Lan’s arrangements. Each time she saw Gu Lan meticulously preparing for holidays, she felt truly happy. These were things she had never experienced growing up in the palace—the warmth of the mortal world was truly touching.

Although the palace held grand festivals, they were often too ceremonial and lacked a sense of warmth. For Mu Yuyan, celebrating such festivals with family was the happiest and most reassuring.

"Let’s celebrate at Gu Mansion and invite Yexi and Feier too," Mu Yuyan proposed. "They’ve been taking care of Simu so diligently during this time."

"And Mingle too, let’s invite her as well. The more the merrier," Mu Yuyan suggested.

Last time during Simu’s birthday banquet, Mingle had gone to relax and play in the East Sea, missing her niece’s birthday celebration, which she regretted deeply. She had a soft spot for her little niece whose name also included the character ’joy.’

Every time Mingle managed to visit the palace, she would pester Mu Yuyan about preparing many gifts to make up for Simu. However, the gifts she prepared, like rouge, powder, and jewelry, were completely uninteresting to Simu. Thus, Mingle had repeatedly failed in her attempts.

She hoped her adorable little niece would grow up to be as beautiful and clever as herself and wouldn’t just focus on studying under the two Masters, turning into a bookworm.

"Of course, I’ll follow Madam’s suggestion," Gu Lan naturally agreed. Only Simu, nibbling on the Spirit Fruit, felt the pressure—from Aunt Feier’s unique pressure and partly from Mingle’s gifts. Those gifts were still a bit childish for Simu.

Thinking about facing enthusiastic aunts and immature aunties during the festival, Simu sighed lightly. Despite her young age, she already felt life’s challenges.

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The Empress leaving the palace was already a common occurrence among the court officials. Sima Qin stood beside Grand Tutor Su Hua, watching the Empress, Gu Lan, and Young Prince Yong Le walking hand in hand. The scene was particularly warm.

He couldn’t help but envy them a bit. Ever since Sima Jingwen had entered officialdom through the imperial examinations, his granddaughter had been busy, leaving Sima Qin both happy and lonely. It had been a long time since the Great Chancellor’s residence had a family reunion dinner.

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"When will the bright moon appear? Raise your cup and ask the clear sky... May we all live long, and share the beauty of the moon," Sima Qin silently recited the Mid-Autumn Festival poem that Prince Jingyang had specially recited today to promote the festival.

Facing such a stunning piece of work, he should have been amazed. However, knowing it came from Gu Lan’s mouth, he didn’t find it surprising at all. Sima Qin was simply curious why the Empress and Prince Jingyang were so concerned about the Mid-Autumn Festival. Among so many festivals throughout the year, what was so special about the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Unable to figure it out, Sima Qin decided not to dwell on it. Today, the Emperor announced that the officials would have a day off around the Mid-Autumn Festival. He had already invited Grand Tutor Su Hua and Zhang Qingwei to his home for a few drinks.

With such a beautiful Mid-Autumn Festival and such a good Mid-Autumn poem, three empty-nest elders left the palace hand in hand, ready to raise their cups to invite the moon and ask the clear sky...

Gu Mansion.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the young master wanted to prepare something called mooncakes. The maids and servants didn’t know what it was, but they busied themselves preparing the ingredients for mooncakes, including walnuts, almonds, olives, melon seeds, and sesame seeds.

Only Old Yang remained in the courtyard, as usual, practicing his Eight Section Brocade. Every time he finished a set, he felt considerably younger. Even when he walked through the streets of the capital, he was the healthiest-looking among all the elderly men. There were even quite a few widows throwing flirtatious glances at him—it was truly a sign of the times!

Even his close friends had started to suggest matches for him.

Sigh!

Old Yang sighed. He had already tasted the bitterness of love long ago and didn’t want to get involved again. Wasn’t practicing martial arts alone pleasant enough? As long as he stayed healthy, he could continue to manage the affairs of the young master and his wife well. If he could live to see the day when the young master grew up and married, his life would be complete.

With such lofty goals in mind, Old Yang’s boxing practice became more frequent.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Old Yang, here are a few bottles of good wine for you to enjoy and replenish your health."

Returning to Gu Mansion, Gu Lan promptly delivered some Immortal Realm wine to Old Yang. These were wines that mortals could drink, known for their longevity-enhancing effects.

With a jade wine bottle in his arms, Old Yang smiled broadly. What could be better for an old companion than fine wine? His young master truly understood him!

"Thank you, young master!" Old Yang expressed his gratitude while uncorking the bottle and savoring its aroma with delight.

"Ah, it smells wonderful!"

"It’s good wine, but remember not to drink too much," Gu Lan reminded him happily before heading to the main hall.

There, Mu Yuyan was making mooncakes with Liu Yexi and Xiao Fei’er. It had been a long time since they had personally made food like ordinary people.

Mu Yuyan was especially joyful. The mooncakes she was making were the Kernel Mooncakes taught by her husband. Originally, Jing Nation didn’t have Kernel Mooncakes. Mu Yuyan had only tasted Gu Lan’s Kernel Mooncakes before and found them delicious. She knew it was a delicacy from her husband’s hometown, so she wanted to personally make a Kernel Mooncake for Gu Lan.

"Mumu, here’s the Tears of the East Sea Pearl, the coveted jewel that all women dream of. Come, let your aunt put it on for you!"

"Oh no! Don’t run away!"

Meanwhile, Mingle and Simu were playing chase. Despite her advantage of long legs, Mingle couldn’t catch up with Simu, who was fast despite being lazy and not practicing much. This only showed how strong the women in the family were—able to maintain their figures even without much effort.

In no time, Mingle was out of breath and sweating profusely, thinking she couldn’t keep up. Watching Simu’s little legs move as if they were powered by engines, she couldn’t help but feel deep admiration and envy.

"Dad!" Just then, Gu Lan walked into the main hall. Simu immediately jumped into her father’s arms, one hand clinging to him while the other began searching.

Soon enough, she found a Spirit Fruit tucked away in Gu Lan’s sleeve. With a crunch, Simu’s face lit up with a smile.

Seeing Simu’s joy in Gu Lan’s arms, Mingle knew she had lost the chase, and quite thoroughly at that. She couldn’t understand why her little niece didn’t like the Tears of the East Sea Pearl when even the dignified Crown Princess of Jing Nation found it tempting.

Perplexed, Mingle stomped over to Mu Yuyan and the others. She grabbed a finished Kernel Mooncake and took a hearty bite.

"Hmm?"