346 Episode 5: The Adventures of the Little Prince (1)
AD 20XX, March 19, Hejia Garden Villa, Bei City.
At 10:30 in the morning, the soft spring sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows into the children's room on the second floor of the villa.
The children's room faces south, with plenty of sunlight. The color tone of the room is sky blue, and the interior is decorated like an underwater world. Even the bed in the center of the bedroom and the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling are in the shape of large shells.
At this time, a little guy who was almost two years old was lying on the soft shell bed.
The little guy's cheeks were round and fleshy, with a touch of pink in his fair complexion. His short hair was slightly moist, and he had a fever-reducing patch on his forehead. At this time, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was sleeping sweetly.
Xiao Baocheng, who experienced a thrilling kidnapping in Jingqi Pavilion during the day, finally calmed down with his aunt's coaxing after nightfall.
Before going to bed, his aunt told him the concept of parallel worlds. Xiao Baocheng thought that maybe in another time and space called "Qing Dynasty", his mother-in-law and brother Chenghu did not die, and he did not lose his mother when he was born.
Afterwards, he gradually curled up in his aunt's arms, listened to the sound of rain hitting the leaves outside the window, and fell asleep in a deep sleep.
Xiao Baocheng was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly his eyelids felt a little bright, and he mistakenly thought it was dawn, so he frowned.
He closed his eyes and shouted in a sweet voice: "He Zhu'er, I want it, hush hush."
But my little body was not picked up as gently as before.
Xiao Baocheng's eyelashes trembled, and he was about to open his eyes and call out to He Zhuer again.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar and strange room in front of him, Xiao Baocheng was so frightened that he immediately turned over and stood up from the soft shell bed.
Because he got up too quickly, all the stuffed animals originally placed on the bed were thrown to the brown wooden floor, and the fever-reducing patch on his forehead also fell to the bed with a clatter.
Xiao Baocheng's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and he looked at the room in confusion.
Then he looked down at the pajamas he was wearing, and saw that it was indeed not the apricot silk pajamas he changed into before going to bed.
He stretched out his chubby hand and touched the fabric, and found that it was a very soft and stretchable fabric.
He had never seen this kind of strange fabric in the palace before.
"Where is this?"
"Where are Khan Amma and aunt?"
"Has Gu been kidnapped by the rebels of the White Lotus Sect again? Then where is Brother Dawa?"
Three questions popped up in Xiao Baocheng's mind. Ruifeng's eyes were filled with a thin mist of water, and he turned around to look at everything unfamiliar in the room, feeling flustered in his heart.
At this time, the door of the children's room creaked.
Xiao Baocheng's heart suddenly lifted up. He subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the door. Then he saw a little boy about 7 or 8 years old walking in.
After Xiao Baocheng saw the little boy's face that looked somewhat similar to his own, Ruifeng's eyes widened even more, and he immediately opened his mouth and shouted:
"Chenghu (Chenghu), brother!"
After the little boy heard the name that the little boy called him, he immediately stood there in confusion and walked forward without lifting his legs.
When Xiao Baocheng saw his brother standing motionless at the door, he ignored his fear and hurriedly slid his little butt from the shell bed to the ground, and then ran to the little boy's side with his bare feet on the wooden floor.
, feeling both aggrieved and happy, grabbed the white round-neck sweater on the little boy's body, raised his furry round head, looked at the little boy's face with tears in his eyes, and said in a choked voice:
"What my brother and aunt said is true, but my aunt didn't. What I said is wrong!"
"You and Huang'e Niang really live in the world of Changshengtian."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Baocheng, I have always missed you very much. I really want to see you two."
"Baobao, is your head confused? Why are you talking nonsense?"
Jin Chengcheng originally planned to go into the children's room to see if his brother He Baobao's fever had subsided, but he never expected to hear such incredible words from his brother.
"Huang'e Niang? This is the name given to the queen in the Qing Dynasty palace, right?"
"And the Immortal Sky? What kind of weird words are these?"
As he spoke, Jin Chengcheng stretched out his right hand and touched his brother's forehead. He found that the little guy's fever had subsided and his forehead was no longer hot.
When little Baocheng heard the name "Baobao" from Jin Chengcheng's mouth, he cried and his whole little body froze instantly.
The next moment, like fireworks exploding in the night sky, many strange memories suddenly appeared in his head, including memories of a baby named "He Baobao" who was as big as him.
Xiao Baocheng still doesn't understand what is going on right now.
Immediately after, his little body was picked up by his brother.
Jin Chengcheng bent down and picked up his younger brother, turned around and walked out, shouting in the direction of the study:
"Mom, come and take a look. Bao Bao seems to be in a fever. He keeps talking nonsense."
He Fangyi, who had been guarding her sick little son in the children's room, didn't expect that she just came to the study to get a book. As soon as she left the children's room, she heard her eldest son's cry.
When He Fangyi heard her eldest son calling out that her younger son had a fever, He Fangyi became anxious. She casually pulled out "Kangxi Daily Notes" from the bookshelf and placed it on the mahogany desk, then hurriedly opened the study door.
"Chengcheng, what happened to your brother?"
He Fangyi walked eagerly to the corridor with marble floor. After seeing her eldest son and younger son, she immediately asked.
Xiao Baocheng, who was being held in Jin Chengcheng's arms, heard the woman's voice and raised his head to look in the direction of the study. When he saw He Fangyi, who looked exactly like the portrait of his empress, Xiao Baocheng felt a sore nose and immediately stretched out his nose.
He stretched out two short arms and cried:
"Empress Huang!"
After He Fangyi heard the three words shouted by her youngest son, she immediately felt as if she had been struck by thunder. After being stunned for a moment, her eyes burst out with astonishing joy, and she hurriedly ran forward in three steps and two steps.
He touched his younger son's face with trembling hands, and with tears in his eyes, he looked at the little guy in his elder son's arms in disbelief and asked:
"You, what did you just call me?"
"Uuuuuu, Huang'e Niang, Gu, Gu, yes, Baocheng, na! No, He Baobao."
Xiao Baocheng cried and shouted.
When He Fangyi heard this, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She immediately took the younger son from the arms of the older son, held her soft little body and cried loudly.
Jin Chengcheng was frightened by the sight of his mother holding his brother and crying in grief.
The servants who were busy on the first floor preparing lunch heard the mistress crying from the second floor, and they were all shocked and hurried up the steps to the second floor.
When Jin Chengcheng saw the housekeeper uncle Liang Jiugong running up quickly, he coughed twice and shouted to Liang Jiugong:
"Uncle Liang, it's okay, you go down and do your work."
After Liang Jiugong heard what their eldest young master said, he looked at his wife who was holding the young master's body and crying inconsolably.
After hesitating for a while, he took the servants back to the first floor, then took out his mobile phone and made a call to the BOSS who was on the other side of the ocean to complete the corporate acquisition.
The phone was connected and I heard a deep male voice coming from inside.
Liang Jiugong immediately spoke in a low voice concisely and concisely:
"Dr. Jin, my wife suddenly lost control of her mood today for some reason. She hugged the young master and cried in grief."
"Okay, I understand. Has Baobao's fever gone?"
"I think the fever has subsided, and I will ask Dr. Zhang to come back later to do a full body examination on the young master."
"Okay, this acquisition is not going well. I estimate that I won't be able to return to China until May. If it's Baobao's birthday and I can't come back, remember to go to the mall and buy him all the latest toys as a birthday gift.
"
"Yes, I understand."
"Beep beep——" The phone was hung up.
Liang Jiugong raised his head and glanced at the second floor again, and then started to call Dr. Zhang, the personal doctor hired by the He family.
At the same time, He Fangyi also stopped crying, forced herself to calm down, hugged her younger son in her arms, and returned to the children's room with her older son.
He Fangyi put her younger son on the shell bed, pulled her eldest son to the sofa opposite the shell bed, sniffed, her eyes turned red, looked at her younger son nervously and asked warmly:
"Bao, Baocheng, how did you get here?"
When Jin Chengcheng heard his mother's words, he couldn't help but look at He Fangyi strangely, and then turned his suspicious eyes to his brother.
Why does he feel that not only his brother is weird, but his mother is also a little mysterious?
Xiao Baocheng cried loudly and vented the emotions he had held in his heart, and his mood gradually stabilized.
Combining the memory of "Jin Baobao" in his head, he almost understood it. He himself should have arrived in the parallel world that his aunt told him before going to bed.
Xiaobao was so happy to have the opportunity to see his living empress and brother in person in this life, as if he had fulfilled an elusive wish.
Upon hearing He Fangyi's inquiry, he hurriedly waved his short hands and said in a stumbling voice:
"Empress Huang, together with my brother, come to the world of Changshengtian."
"Mom Ukuma, call your aunt to the palace to take care of her and make sure she succeeds."
"Auntie is very kind to Baocheng. She saved Baocheng and Dawa, my brother, from the bad guys."
"Mom, what nonsense is Baobao talking about? What kind of big brother is he? Isn't he just my brother?"
The more Jin Chengcheng listened, the more confused he became. He looked at He Fangyi in confusion and asked.
He Fangyi had no time to talk to her eldest son at the moment. After hearing what her younger son said, her heart felt like a storm. She knew that if she passed away, the Hesheli family would definitely send a daughter to the palace again.
The "Manuscript of Qing History" also clearly stated that after her death, in the 19th year of Kangxi's reign, her concubine sister Xiaohesheli entered the palace to stay in the new year, and was later named "Ping Fei" by Kangxi.
Even though there is no record of Concubine Ping's name in the history books, the fact that she was a "concubine" and the age of entering the palace was "about ten years old" made her know that Concubine Ping was her third sister who was a concubine.
But it was clear that the age difference between the third sister and Baocheng was only a few years, and her biological son was not saved. He died young like her, so how could he enter the palace to take care of Baocheng?
He Fangyi bit her red lips tightly and brainstormed crazily, secretly thinking in her heart whether Baocheng didn't come from the official history?
As if hearing He Fangyi's thoughts, Xiao Baocheng grinned again and said with a smile:
"Auntie, she is the third grandpa's daughter."
"She loved Baocheng very much and taught Baocheng how to walk."
"Third grandpa's daughter?"
"Baobao, no, Baocheng, the aunt you are talking about is Qingyan?"
After He Fangyi heard these unexpected words, she immediately looked at her youngest son with wide eyes in surprise and asked.
Little Baocheng, who is not yet two years old, frowned and thought for a moment, what is his aunt's name? He doesn't seem to really know.
"Yes, it should be Qingyan. If, if", the third uncle's legitimate daughter did not drown to death when she was 7 years old, then her age is indeed more suitable than the third sister.
He Fangyi didn't wait for her youngest son to speak again, and started talking to herself again.
She bit her red lips with her teeth and was sure that Xiao Baocheng did not come from the world of official history, because when she accidentally came across the video of "The Tomb of Suo'etu's Daughter" on her mobile phone a few years ago, she deliberately clicked it in the browser
Checked out the cemetery ruins.
Now that the second sister of the third uncle's family has entered the palace alive, do you think that in that world Baocheng was not abandoned by Kangxi?
In just a short while, He Fangyi figured everything out.
Her eyes looked lovingly at little Baocheng sitting on the shell bed. No matter how time passed, the little one in front of her was still the little son she gave birth to with all her life.
He Fangyi looked at her eldest son who was sitting next to her with a puzzled look on her face. She didn't want to let her eldest son have a headache over the bad things in the past, so she smiled and said to her eldest son:
"Chengcheng, my mother lost control of her mood just now. I'm sorry for scaring you."
"My brother is too young. He may have had a strange dream when he had a fever. When he woke up, he took the dream seriously. Don't think your brother is stupid. Maybe he will wake up in a few days. Do you know
?”
Jin Chengcheng nodded hurriedly when he heard this, and then turned to look at his younger brother who was turning his furry round head to observe the decorations in the children's room with a curious look on his face.
He knew that since his mother gave birth to a younger brother the year before last, great changes had suddenly occurred.
In the past, my mother loved my father very much, but now my mother's attitude towards my father is very cold.
After my brother was one month old, my mother took her and my brother back to live in the He family villa, and let my brother take his mother's surname.
Although Jin Chengcheng didn't understand why, he could clearly feel that his mother now disliked him, even disliked him, was angry, and hated his father.
He actually didn't quite understand what happened between his parents, but his cousin and aunt both told him not to get involved in adults' affairs. The adults would handle their own affairs.
Jin Chengcheng shook his head to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind and stopped thinking about anything else.
After a few days, Xiao Baocheng gradually adapted to everything in the villa.
He knew that this was the world of Changshengtian, and there were many magical things in Changshengtian.
March 25, 5:30 pm.
Xiao Baocheng wore a black cashmere sweater on his upper body, a pair of light blue denim overalls on his lower body, and a pair of small shoes that light up when he walked, and ran into a garden planted with roses.
From a distance, I saw Jin Chengcheng bending down to give a bath to a big golden retriever. He hurriedly ran up to him on his short legs and asked in a sweet voice:
"Brother, brother, it's the Qing Dynasty now, how many years is it?"