Just at this moment, a loud cry suddenly came from outside the door, followed by a little palace maid walking into the room with brisk little steps, leaning down to Qingyan and saluting: "My lord, the lady from Xianfu Palace next door just now

Tana Gege came to our palace and took the calf away."

After hearing the words of the little palace maid, Qingyan realized that it was almost three o'clock in the morning. She nodded lightly to her, and the little palace maid leaned over to leave again.

"Auntie, Baocheng, I'm so sleepy, duck." Yinreng lay in Qingyan's arms, wrapping his two fleshy little arms like lotus roots around the beautiful aunt's neck, and resting his little head on her

On the shoulder, Qing Qing closed her big eyes and said with a yawn.

Today, because the matter of designing a tree house has been weighing on Yinren's energy, his lunch break has been postponed for more than half an hour.

Now that the shape of the tree house has basically taken shape, the little prince, who has run out of energy, is already yawning repeatedly from sleepiness, and his soft and waxy voice has become more milky because of the thick sleepiness.

Qingyan stood up from the chair, swaying and patting Yinren's back with her right hand, while using her eyes to signal Bailu to roll up the drawings on the table and put them away.

After Baoqing was lifted off the high stool on the left by He Zhuer's chubby waist, he raised his little head and said to Qingyan: "Aunt Erwa, I am also going back to Nansan Institute.

Master Nalan still has to give me martial arts lessons."

"Brother Baoqing is awesome. He works so hard and loves to learn. He will definitely be able to grow into a Batulu who protects his family and country in the future!"

When Qingyan heard what Baoqing said, she quickly gave him a thumbs up with her right hand.

It was the first time he was praised so openly. Baoqing's face turned red. He scratched his head in embarrassment and bowed to Qingyan, before preparing to take his people out.

Yinreng didn't know if he was awakened by the conversation between the two of them. He suddenly raised his little head from Qingyan's shoulder, stretched out his little hand and patted his forehead, then turned to Qingyan and said: "Auntie

,Gu, I forgot.”

Qingyan was a little confused by Yinreng's actions.

Baoqing also raised his head in confusion and looked at his brother Erwa who was held high in Qingyan's arms: "We haven't solved all the problems, what else have we forgotten?"

Yinreng lowered his head and looked at Baoqing, then grabbed Qingyan's clothes and said: "Gu, forget, moo, you have to go up the tree~"

He has not yet worked for the welfare of his brother Niu!

Yin Reng shouted in a loud voice, causing everyone present to pause for two seconds.

Bai Lu, who was bending down to roll up the drawings, paused for a moment. He Zhuer, who was helping Bai Lu clear away the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table, was also stunned. Bao Qing's round and big lychee eyes couldn't help but gradually widen.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Yin Reng felt a little strange. He yawned loudly again, raised his right hand, rubbed his eyes, and muttered: "Moo, I want it too, go up the tree~".

He was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids were almost inseparable, and his big Ruifeng eyes were already covered with a light mist.

"That's right, Aunt Erwa, what if Moo Moo wants to climb a tree?" Baoqing clapped his two little hands together, obviously he also forgot this.

Qingyan saw that Yinreng was so sleepy, and she still forced herself to keep repeating this sentence. She was 100% sure that he was serious. Now even Baoqing was kidnapped by him and started to climb the tree with their brother Niu.

Thinking about it.

She felt like her head was pounding, but even so, the fierce girl Qingyan's thinking was still very clear, and she immediately refused categorically and ruthlessly: "No, cold salad, this is definitely not possible!"

Guys, please let her go. She really can't do this!

No matter in terms of body shape or flexibility, she couldn't teach a stocky and honest four-legged beast to use a basket lift, or learn to use a cow's butt to sit obediently on a wooden board and slide down a slide!

No matter how hard it was, she couldn't do it. In order to make the brothers give up as soon as possible, she said her refusal in such a way that there was no room for change.

Yin Reng's sleepy little head turned into a thick ball of paste, and his words were so milky that people couldn't understand them: "It's because, moo, I'm still young, only eight months old can't

, Climbing a tree?”

"Then, wait Gu, I learned it."

"Once you learn it, when Moo Moo grows up to be the same as Gu, when he is two years old, you can teach him."

The little prince closed his eyes tightly due to sleepiness, but still stubbornly stretched out two stubby little fingers with his right hand and made a "yeah" gesture to express the meaning of "two".

Qingyan:……

"Your Highness, even if you ask your Khan Ama to send Moo Moo to study in the Imperial Academy until he reaches the age of twenty, he will never be able to get up to that tree house!"

"This is not because it is young, but because its body is too big!" Qingyan was completely defeated by Yinreng's brain circuit, and had no choice but to say to the little prince.

She really didn't know how the little prince's round head grew, and how he got such a strange idea!

Hearing Qingyan's explanation, Yinreng had no choice but to sigh loudly, turned around again, and pressed his fleshy little face against Qingyan's neck. His milky murmurs became lower and lower: "Gu

,I thought the tree house would be so big, but I didn’t expect that it wouldn’t even fit in Moo Moo…”

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep, and his soft belly began to snore sweetly.

Qingyan couldn't help but send him to the bed in the inner room to rest, then personally sent Baoqing out of Chuxiu Palace, then turned back, took off her shoes and coat, and went to take a nap with her little breast dumpling in her arms.

In the spring afternoon, the light projected into the room through the carved wooden windows spreads warmth on the bodies of the adults and children on the bed, and the whole room is filled with intimacy and peace...

·

When Qingyan woke up the next morning, she was very sure that the little prince would not come over today.

Because before going to bed last night, Kangxi sent He Zhuer to deliver the message.

The general idea is that the emperor now thinks that the knowledge of the two elder brothers is really lacking, and he plans to enlighten the prince in advance while taking advantage of the rare good time in spring.

He also requested that before the Wanshou Festival comes, one of the two brothers should stay well in the Qianqing Palace, and the other should stay peacefully in the elder brother's house and follow Nalan Xingde to study hard. The long oral instructions can be condensed into:

Four short words: Learn, learn from me!

When Qingyan heard Kangxi's high-sounding excuse, she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, thinking that she might have to listen to this in reverse.

Now two little babies with an average age of three years old, one who has just enlightened and the other who has not yet enlightened, can name a calf "Aisin Gioro Bao Mo" and want to build a baby that looks like them

A tree house like Khan Amma, just talking about this magical imagination and creativity, which adult would not be convinced?

Kangxi was obviously angered by his sons' words and found them funny and powerless, so he used a disguised method of reading to his sons and being put in solitary confinement to show his incompetence and rage!

But then again, Qingyan thinks this is good.

Now both of them are still in the critical period of learning the language, and it would not be a bad thing to start enlightenment early.

In addition, when she studied the drawings carefully last night, she suddenly felt that since she was going to build a tree house, she might as well take this opportunity to renovate the Chuxiu Palace. After all, this was the home she planned to live in for the rest of her life.

, of course, come as you feel comfortable.

As long as the construction starts, it will basically take more than half a month at the earliest. It is quite right for the two children to stay away from the construction site.

·

Bai Lu watched as her mistress pulled several skilled craftsmen summoned from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to the ginkgo tree early in the morning, holding blueprints and showing her exactly what kind of tree house she wanted.

What kind of things need to be built here and there in the front yard?

I wonder if these craftsmen’s brains are not bloated after hearing this.

Anyway, her eyes were dizzy from the strings of words her master kept spitting out like a barrage of words.

Since ancient times, it has been extremely difficult for Party A and Party B to reach an agreement happily.

More than half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

An hour and a half passed.

After a detailed and friendly exchange, Party B and the craftsmen finally understood the needs of Party A’s father, Concubine Hesheli. After they all bowed and bowed, their heads swelled and their footsteps floated out gently.

Go to Chuxiu Palace.

Talking continuously for a long time made Qingyan's mouth dry. She hurried back indoors, picked up the warm water bottle on the table, and started pouring water one cup at a time.

Bai Lu watched her mistress down a few glasses of water, guessing that she had almost finished drinking. She reminded her beside her: "Master, the Wanshou Festival will be in half a month. What gifts are you planning to prepare for the emperor?"

"Wanshou Festival?" Qingyan paused while holding the teacup before she realized that February was over.

"Do you know what the other concubines are planning to give to the emperor?"

Bai Lu shook her head. The Wanshou Festival every year is a good time for the concubines to show off their talents. Those who have the financial resources will use their financial resources, and those who have no financial resources will use their hearts. However, on the eve of giving gifts, they will cover their gifts tightly.

On the one hand, I was afraid that other concubines would copy it, and on the other hand, I was afraid that the word would reach the emperor’s ears and the mystery of the gift would be lost in advance.

Qingyan put down the cup, put her right hand on the table and tapped it quickly with her index finger. At this moment, she really couldn't think of what to give Kangxi.

Before the crown prince failed to successfully ascend the throne, the Hesheli family had to walk carefully on the tightrope. If one step was wrong, everything would be lost.

Today's Kangxi still has thick thighs, and he still needs to be hugged well to be able to hug him. He can be worn in many ways, but he can't be flattered. If this gift is good, it should be able to gain a lot of favor from the big boss, right?

Qingyan shifted her gaze to the teacup in her hand, pondered for a while, then moved to the desk, bent down and wrote a few lines of text on the paper, then put it in an envelope and handed it to Bai Lu: "Think of a way.

Send this letter to Amma."

Bai Lu reached out and took the brown paper envelope with a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Is there any difficulty?"

This was Qingyan's first time to send news to the mansion from the palace. She still didn't know exactly how the family communicated with the informants in the palace. Seeing Bai Lu's expression, she asked unclearly.

"Master, it is forbidden for the palace to communicate privately with people outside the palace and exchange news."

"But because most of the servants in the palace are Bao Yi, each Bao Yi has his own banner master. Most of the time, the slaves can still give gifts to the banner master or the banner master during their time out of the palace to make purchases.

The family delivers the news.”

Qingyan knew that Bai Lu was talking about the Eight Banners system, so she nodded and motioned for her to continue.
To be continued...