Seeing the father and son chatting more and more enthusiastically, Qingyan was really sleepy and couldn't hold on anymore. She bowed to Kangxi and went to the side hall to rest.
After standing by the bed, Yinreng waved goodbye to his aunt, and then said to Kangxi who was standing on the ground: "Khan Ama, can you please give me your right hand?"
Although Kangxi didn't know what Yinreng meant, he still raised his right hand in cooperation. Yinreng held Kangxi's big hand with his chubby little hand and looked at it carefully. Then he frowned and said: "Khan Ama, take your left hand."
Also support Baocheng~"
Kangxi:……
"Just hold me, why do you still hold me~?"
Why did Baocheng become even more coquettish after having a "dream"? A prince of a country does not want such a childish temper.
Kangxi thought about it in his mind, then raised his left hand and handed it to Yinreng.
Baoqing also looked at Yinreng in confusion. He couldn't figure out why Khan Ama's hand was so good to hold. It was big and hard and there was a thin callus in the palm. When he rubbed his head, all his hair was gone.
It was messed up, but he didn't speak as he watched Yin Reng's little brows wrinkle more and more tightly, obviously thinking.
Yinreng looked at his Khan Ama's big, well-jointed hands, and the more he looked at them, the greater the sadness in his heart. When he thought of Changshengtian's "aunt" saying that Khan Ama had big pig's hooves, the pair of fleshy hands in front of him were different from his small fleshy hands.
The handsome man who looked exactly the same would one day suddenly look like the braised pig's trotters that his aunt loved to eat, and the little prince felt a little unable to accept it.
"Khan Amak, you must protect your hands." Don't look like a pig's trotters!
Kangxi was very pleased to see his son's caring expression, "Baocheng is really protecting him!"
"Don't worry, I know how useful my hands are. If my hands are injured, wouldn't it mean that I won't be able to do things like approving papers, riding horses and hunting?" Kangxi pulled his hand back and rubbed Yinreng's round head vigorously.
Rub it.
Alas, I can’t write without getting injured and turning into a big pig’s hooves?
The little prince looked helpless and worried about what would happen if old Ama's hand suddenly mutated one day. Can the imperial doctor cure it?
Baoqing couldn't help but move his steps to the side. He didn't want Khan Amalu to feel happy and rub his head several times.
I am already a big boy of over four years old. If I go back to Yanxi Palace with my messy hair and meet so many people along the way, it will damage my future image as an Ultraman!
At this moment, Doctor Zhang carefully walked into the inner room carrying a small white porcelain bowl.
The freshly fried Chinese medicine, even if it has been warmed, still has a strong bitter taste.
Yinreng couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and Ruifeng's eyes couldn't help but grow bigger and bigger.
I saw Imperial Doctor Zhang walking up to Kangxi, bending down slightly and saying, "Your Majesty, although His Highness seems to be fine now, I think it would be better for the Prince to take this bowl of decoction as soon as possible while it is hot."
"Okay, pass it to me." Kangxi nodded in agreement.
He also thought this way. No matter how strange Baocheng's smallpox disease was this time, it was still very dangerous inside. If you were not careful, you would die. But you couldn't be careless in this regard. Even if you were sober,
It's always good to drink some more medicine to consolidate it.
When Yinreng saw that Khan Ama had turned around and was about to reach out to take the medicine, he took advantage of Kangxi's inattention, held on to the bed pillar on one side, turned his back to everyone, and "slipped" from the bed to the ground.
Although the bed was not particularly high, Yinreng's legs were too short and his movements were too hasty, so his little butt landed first.
"Er baby, are you okay?" Bao Qing was about to step forward to help Yin Reng when he saw the little prince wearing loose apricot yellow pajamas flexibly stretched out his two small arms and pressed on the floor to get up, and then separated himself from Kang Xi.
After walking a distance of more than two meters, he took off his steps and started running with his bare chubby little feet on the floor.
Hearing Baoqing's voice, Kangxi suddenly turned around while holding the medicine, and was just passed by Yin·Little Rabbit·Reng.
Kangxi was startled and realized what this little brat was thinking. He was almost laughed out of anger. He shouted loudly outside: "Liang Jiugong, keep your eyes open and stop the prince!"
Liang Jiugong, who was waiting outside, heard the movement inside, turned around with a smile in his eyes, and stretched out his hands to cover the inner door.
The little prince finally ran to the door and saw "Grandma Liang" who suddenly appeared at the door, bending over and smiling with an "evil" look on his face.
Frightened, he wanted to brake and turn around, but due to his short stature and short legs, Liang Jiugong only took one step forward before bending down and picking up the little prince.
"No, no, let go, let me go."
"Auntie, help me!!!"
The captured Yinreng hit Liang Jiugong's arm with his fleshy fists, and struggled crazily in his arms, preparing to slide down. His body exerted force, his mouth was not idle, and the soft little milk sounds were all heard.
With a cry in his voice: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuah, don't drink the bitter medicine, don't drink it."
"Your Highness, good medicine is bitter in taste and good for illness. How can you not drink medicine when you are sick?" Liang Jiugong comforted the little breast dumpling in his arms with a smile.
The two-year-old prince loves sweets and is most afraid of bitter tastes. If he had not fallen asleep due to high fever last night, he and the emperor would not have given the medicine so easily.
"Woooooooooo, don't drink, don't drink." The little prince shook his head wildly and closed his mouth tightly.
Kangxi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Looking at the extremely uncooperative Xiong son in front of him, apart from wanting to laugh, there was no trace of pity in his heart.
Obviously because he had seen this kind of scene too many times, he waved his hand to Liang Jiugong, and Liang Jiugong lowered his head and said to Yin Reng with a smile: "Your Highness, I am offended."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged Yin Reng's hands and legs tightly.
Doctor Zhang also stepped forward and leaned next to him with great eyesight.
Baoqing obviously understood what was going to happen next. If Khan Ama wanted to spank the second baby, he could still rush forward with loyalty and try to stop him.
But he was also afraid of the bitter concoction.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. Thinking of this, Baoqing also silently turned his eyes to the side, no longer looking at the pitiful little prince.
Seeing Khan Ama holding the medicine getting closer and closer to him, and the smell of the bitter medicine lingering on the tip of his nose, Yinren closed his big eyes in despair and yelled at the top of his young voice: "Woo woo."
Woo hoo, I don’t want to drink bitter medicine, I want to drink sweet medicine.”
"What are you dreaming about? Where can I find sweet medicine for you?" Kangxi motioned to Doctor Zhang to come forward with his eyes.
Doctor Zhang had obviously cooperated with the Emperor and Liang Jiugong many times. He skillfully found his position, pinched Yinreng's small chin with one hand, and then gently pinched Yinreng's small nose with his other hand.
Yinreng saw that Khan Ama had scooped out a spoonful of black medicine with a small silver spoon. When he smelled the sour, astringent and slightly smelly smell, the little prince's face turned green.
Even though Dr. Zhang pinched his chin and couldn't speak clearly, he still shouted loudly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,scumbag!"
No matter how hard the fat son struggled under the control of the two men, Kangxi did not move at all, and imitated Yinreng's tone without expression and said: "Come on, scumbag man, give the prince some medicine, ah, Zhang Da
Mouth."
After finishing speaking, pour the medicine in the bowl into Yinreng's mouth one spoon at a time.
Baoqing, who was standing behind everyone, watched this scene from beginning to end. He looked at the tearful Erwa in front of him and covered his eyes timidly, not daring to look.
Oh my god! Is Khan Ama so cruel in giving medicine?
The second baby is so miserable. If I didn't rush to save him, he would be very unloyal!
But if I rush to save him, will Khan Ama suddenly turn around and feed the bitter medicine into his mouth?
While Baoqing was in a state of turmoil, as heaven and man were fighting, the small medicine bowl in Kangxi's hand also bottomed out.
Looking at Yinreng's sad face full of tears, Kangxi tried very hard to hold back his laughter.
Even though my son is so sad, I don't know why he looks so funny.
With the cooperation of three grown men, the medicine was finally finished.
Kangxi also stretched out his arms to take his precious son, who was in tears and almost out of breath from crying, from Liang Jiugong's arms.
The little prince's mouth was filled with a bitter taste even when he burped. Seeing that he was so lively and vigorous a quarter of an hour ago, now he seemed to have been beaten by cold frost and had turned into a sweaty man lying on his back.
The little pity on the shoulder.
Kangxi staggered to the table, patted his son's back to comfort him, picked up a piece of sweet red bean cake from the table, and handed it to Yinreng.
The little prince raised his head and glanced at his mother, and then at the red bean cake.
He felt that he had just suffered a lot of humiliation. He was a man of integrity and would not eat if he refused to eat. So he turned his head and pointed the back of his head at the red bean cake in Kangxi's hand.
"Oh, it turns out that the prince's mouth is not bitter. Liang Jiugong ordered that the prince's share of the three honey snacks be removed from the imperial kitchen today."
"Khan Ama, scumbag!!!"
When Yinreng heard what Kangxi said, he was really angry, because he was young, and ever since Khan Amma found out that every time he went to Cining Palace, Mother Ukumar would feed him sweet snacks.
Khan Amma said that in order to prevent himself from getting cavities in the future, he directly limited his honey snacks to only three pieces a day, and even refused to let him eat them today.
"Are you going to eat or not?"
Kangxi shook the red bean cake in his hand again, and Yinreng stretched out his little hand to take it with tears in his eyes. He ate while eating the crumbs, and shed tears while eating. It was true what brother Chenghu said.
There is nothing wrong with you, only if your fists are bigger than others can you avoid being bullied.
Seeing his son who was able to bend and stretch, the smile in Kangxi's eyes turned into substance. Long before Dr. Zhang cooked this bowl of medicine, he had warned him to boil the medicine for as long as possible without affecting the efficacy of the medicine.
Based on his experience in drinking medicine when he was a child, he felt that the longer the medicine is boiled, the more good things in the medicinal materials will be integrated into the water, and the bitter taste will naturally be stronger.
"Brothers Baocheng and Baoqing, remember this for me. There is no such thing as sweet medicine in this world."
"Medicine is not as delicious as meat. If you want to avoid suffering from this in the future, just practice martial arts and make your body strong. If your body is as healthy as mine, then everything will be fine."
Baoqing nodded obediently.
"Especially you, as the prince, you are extremely noble. How can you act so carelessly? If you dare to touch the pimples on a cow, let's see if you dare to do this again in the future." Kangxi said with a look on his face.
Seriously, he stretched out his finger and tapped Yin Reng's little head in his arms.
Yinreng nodded wilfully. Anyway, he had already made up his mind and no longer cared about Khan Ama's hands. When one day he suddenly turns into a pig's hooves, let him drink the bitter medicine by himself!
·
Early in the morning, all the concubines in the Forbidden City stayed in their palaces and did not go out. They wanted to see if any of this noble and noble young prince, who was held in the palm of the emperor's hand, could survive the smallpox.
Many people in the royal family died of smallpox. The closest ones include Prince Duduo of Yu and the late Emperor Shunzhi.
Even though Brother Baoqing managed to survive smallpox at this time last year, it still took nearly half a month, and the prince was one year younger...
In the Yanxi Palace, Nala was absentmindedly bending over and pruning the potted plants placed on the flower shelves under the eaves with flower scissors.
"Mom, I'm back. The second baby is fine!" Baoqing's happy voice suddenly came from behind. Nala was startled and cut off the flower branch with a big bud with a "click"
.
She turned around in shock and was about to say: "How is that possible!"
Then he saw Liang Jiugong standing behind Bao Qing.
"My slave, I would like to pay my respects to Little Master Nala." Liang Jiugong pretended not to notice the flower branch that had fallen to the ground, and smiled and bowed respectfully to Nala's family.
"Eunuch Liang, please get up." Narashi forced out a smile and said to Liang Jiugong who was standing at the bottom of the steps.
"It's a royal blessing that the prince recovered so quickly." Nala put the flower scissors on the flower stand, stepped down the steps step by step, and walked to Baoqing's side.
"Isn't it?" Liang Jiugong also followed Nala's words and said with a laugh: "Just after noon, after the emperor made sure that the prince was fine, he asked the Chuxiu Palace to be unblocked. It was almost time for dinner.
It’s almost time, and the emperor specially ordered his servants to send Brother Baoqing to the Yanxi Palace to have dinner with the young master.”
"Thank you Eunuch Liang for making the trip." Nala pinched her palms fiercely and said to Doctor Zhang with a smile.
"The Emperor also said that it only took one night for the prince to get acne this time. The smoothness of the acne clearly proves that His Highness is not only a man of profound blessings, but also the private prayers of the various palace masters are indispensable."
"In order to reward all the young masters, during dinner, the emperor will give royal meals to each palace to celebrate the prince's recovery together."
"Thank you, my concubine." Nala bowed in the direction of Qianqing Palace and saluted.
"I'll allow you to say one more thing. Your Majesty has another message. In three days, Brother Baoqing will have to move to Nansan Institute to continue living and studying."
"The weather is about to get hotter. I can tidy up Brother Baoqing's room so that he can live more comfortably."
"I, my concubine, obey your decree."
"Then the young master, Brother Baoqing, and my servants will take their leave first."
Liang Jiugong bowed to the two of them and thanked them, then turned around and left.
"Mom, let's go back and wait for the royal meal. I'm hungry." Baoqing pulled Na Lashi towards the hall of the main hall.
Narashi looked at his son with hatred, and was extremely angry.
The emperor could carry the young prince back to the Qianqing Palace to eat the royal meal. Why did he have to send Baoqing back to the Yanxi Palace just to have an extra mouth?
Why is God so unfair?
Why did Hershey's son even get acne so easily?
The emperor is so partial, how can she not be jealous... That's right, the emperor specifically ordered his servant to send Brother Baoqing to the Yanxi Palace to have dinner with the mistress."
"Thank you Eunuch Liang for making the trip." Nala pinched her palms fiercely and said to Doctor Zhang with a smile.
"The Emperor also said that it only took one night for the prince to get acne this time. The smoothness of the acne clearly proves that His Highness is not only a man of profound blessings, but also the private prayers of the various palace masters are indispensable."
"In order to reward all the young masters, during dinner, the emperor will give royal meals to each palace to celebrate the prince's recovery together."
"Thank you, my concubine." Nala bowed in the direction of Qianqing Palace and saluted.
"I'll allow you to say one more thing. Your Majesty has another message. In three days, Brother Baoqing will have to move to Nansan Institute to continue living and studying."
"The weather is about to get hotter. I can tidy up Brother Baoqing's room so that he can live more comfortably."
"I, my concubine, obey your decree."
"Then the young master, Brother Baoqing, and my servants will take their leave first."
Liang Jiugong bowed to the two of them and thanked them, then turned around and left.
"Mom, let's go back and wait for the royal meal. I'm hungry." Baoqing pulled Na Lashi towards the hall of the main hall.
Narashi looked at his son with hatred, and was extremely angry.
The emperor could carry the young prince back to the Qianqing Palace to eat the royal meal. Why did he have to send Baoqing back to the Yanxi Palace just to have an extra mouth?
Why is God so unfair?
Why did Hershey's son even get acne so easily?
The emperor is so partial, how can she not be jealous... That's right, the emperor specifically ordered his servant to send Brother Baoqing to the Yanxi Palace to have dinner with the mistress."
"Thank you Eunuch Liang for making the trip." Nala pinched her palms fiercely and said to Doctor Zhang with a smile.
"The Emperor also said that it only took one night for the prince to get acne this time. The smoothness of the acne clearly proves that His Highness is not only a man of profound blessings, but also the private prayers of the various palace masters are indispensable."
"In order to reward all the young masters, during dinner, the emperor will give royal meals to each palace to celebrate the prince's recovery together."
"Thank you, my concubine." Nala bowed in the direction of Qianqing Palace and saluted.
"I'll allow you to say one more thing. Your Majesty has another message. In three days, Brother Baoqing will have to move to Nansan Institute to continue living and studying."
"The weather is about to get hotter. I can tidy up Brother Baoqing's room so that he can live more comfortably."
"I, my concubine, obey your decree."
"Then the young master, Brother Baoqing, and my servants will take their leave first."
Liang Jiugong bowed to the two of them and thanked them, then turned around and left.
"Mom, let's go back and wait for the royal meal. I'm hungry." Baoqing pulled Na Lashi towards the hall of the main hall.
Narashi looked at his son with hatred, and was extremely angry.
The emperor could carry the young prince back to the Qianqing Palace to eat the royal meal. Why did he have to send Baoqing back to the Yanxi Palace just to have an extra mouth?
Why is God so unfair?
Why did Hershey's son even get acne so easily?
The emperor is so partial, how can she not be jealous... That's right, the emperor specifically ordered his servant to send Brother Baoqing to the Yanxi Palace to have dinner with the mistress."
"Thank you Eunuch Liang for making the trip." Nala pinched her palms fiercely and said to Doctor Zhang with a smile.
"The Emperor also said that it only took one night for the prince to get acne this time. The smoothness of the acne clearly proves that His Highness is not only a man of profound blessings, but also the private prayers of the various palace masters are indispensable."
"In order to reward all the young masters, during dinner, the emperor will give royal meals to each palace to celebrate the prince's recovery together."
"Thank you, my concubine." Nala bowed in the direction of Qianqing Palace and saluted.
"I'll allow you to say one more thing. Your Majesty has another message. In three days, Brother Baoqing will have to move to Nansan Institute to continue living and studying."
"The weather is about to get hotter. I can tidy up Brother Baoqing's room so that he can live more comfortably."
"I, my concubine, obey your decree."
"Then the young master, Brother Baoqing, and my servants will take their leave first."
Liang Jiugong bowed to the two of them and thanked them, then turned around and left.
"Mom, let's go back and wait for the royal meal. I'm hungry." Baoqing pulled Na Lashi towards the hall of the main hall.
Narashi looked at his son with hatred, and was extremely angry.
The emperor could carry the young prince back to the Qianqing Palace to eat the royal meal. Why did he have to send Baoqing back to the Yanxi Palace just to have an extra mouth?
Why is God so unfair?
Why did Hershey's son even get acne so easily?
The emperor is so partial, how can she not be jealous... That's right, the emperor specifically ordered his servant to send Brother Baoqing to the Yanxi Palace to have dinner with the mistress."
"Thank you Eunuch Liang for making the trip." Nala pinched her palms fiercely and said to Doctor Zhang with a smile.
"The Emperor also said that it only took one night for the prince to get acne this time. The smoothness of the acne clearly proves that His Highness is not only a man of profound blessings, but also the private prayers of the various palace masters are indispensable."
"In order to reward all the young masters, during dinner, the emperor will give royal meals to each palace to celebrate the prince's recovery together."
"Thank you, my concubine." Nala bowed in the direction of Qianqing Palace and saluted.
"I'll allow you to say one more thing. Your Majesty has another message. In three days, Brother Baoqing will have to move to Nansan Institute to continue living and studying."
"The weather is about to get hotter. I can tidy up Brother Baoqing's room so that he can live more comfortably."
"I, my concubine, obey your decree."
"Then the young master, Brother Baoqing, and my servants will take their leave first."
Liang Jiugong bowed to the two of them and thanked them, then turned around and left.
"Mom, let's go back and wait for the royal meal. I'm hungry." Baoqing pulled Na Lashi towards the hall of the main hall.
Narashi looked at his son with hatred, and was extremely angry.
The emperor could carry the young prince back to the Qianqing Palace to eat the royal meal. Why did he have to send Baoqing back to the Yanxi Palace just to have an extra mouth?
Why is God so unfair?
Why did Hershey's son even get acne so easily?
The emperor is so partial, how can she not be jealous... That's right, the emperor specifically ordered his servant to send Brother Baoqing to the Yanxi Palace to have dinner with the mistress."
"Thank you Eunuch Liang for making the trip." Nala pinched her palms fiercely and said to Doctor Zhang with a smile.
"The Emperor also said that it only took one night for the prince to get acne this time. The smoothness of the acne clearly proves that His Highness is not only a man of profound blessings, but also the private prayers of the various palace masters are indispensable."
"In order to reward all the young masters, during dinner, the emperor will give royal meals to each palace to celebrate the prince's recovery together."
"Thank you, my concubine." Nala bowed in the direction of Qianqing Palace and saluted.
"I'll allow you to say one more thing. Your Majesty has another message. In three days, Brother Baoqing will have to move to Nansan Institute to continue living and studying."
"The weather is about to get hotter. I can tidy up Brother Baoqing's room so that he can live more comfortably."
"I, my concubine, obey your decree."
"Then the young master, Brother Baoqing, and my servants will take their leave first."
Liang Jiugong bowed to the two of them and thanked them, then turned around and left.
"Mom, let's go back and wait for the royal meal. I'm hungry." Baoqing pulled Na Lashi towards the hall of the main hall.
Narashi looked at his son with hatred, and was extremely angry.
The emperor could carry the young prince back to the Qianqing Palace to eat the royal meal. Why did he have to send Baoqing back to the Yanxi Palace just to have an extra mouth?
Why is God so unfair?
Why did Hershey's son even get acne so easily?
The emperor is so partial, how can she not be jealous...