But I roughly understand that E Niang and my brother are together now, just like I am with Khan Amma.
But he was too young, not even two years old. He really couldn't understand that since they both loved him, why couldn't Er Niang and his brother come back to be with Khan Amma and him?
Suddenly Yinreng put his little hands around Qingyan's neck, and with a cry, he started crying sadly, "But, uh, gu, I miss Eyang and Ge Ge so much."
Yinreng cried not loudly, but it made people feel sad.
Liang Jiugong on the side could not help but lower his head and quietly touched his eyes.
Kangxi, who was standing behind the screen and looking at them through the gap, had red eyes.
The departure of his first wife and eldest son was a pain that could never be erased from his heart.
The former was the eldest son who accompanied him through the difficult years of being suppressed by Obai. The latter was his eldest son who came to him with full expectations and came to him just after he got rid of Obai and took charge.
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In May last year, when I was holding Baocheng who was crying and looking at my wife lying in a pool of blood with her eyes closed forever, I felt so desperate!
Since Baocheng learned to speak, he often called her "Eyang (Mother)". When concubines came to Qianqing Palace to accompany them, they would stretch out their little bodies to look at them.
When Changsheng was full moon, he carried Yinreng to Zhongcui Palace. Yinreng in his arms saw Mo Yaqi, who was more than two years old, clinging to Ma Jia's side, calling "Eniang", and also shouted to Ma Jia's family.
"Forehead Sheep".
Immediately, Ma Jiashi was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, looking on from the side but feeling so sad.
He didn't want Baocheng to experience life and death at such a young age, so he simply took advantage of that opportunity to lie to Baocheng and told Baocheng that his empress had a noble character and was invited as a guest by Changshengtian.
This little Hershey is simply smart and has a good heart. At least when it comes to children, he can see that the kindness and love hidden in those eyes are genuine.
Although he always felt that he should be the one grabbing his fat son's waist, playing with Feifei, and holding Baocheng high, he could use the same white lies to protect Baocheng's young and pure heart.
He felt a lot more relieved that Baocheng was close to little Hershey.
A child's emotions come and go quickly, and his attention shifts quickly. In order to coax Yinreng, Qingyan played a "guess and guess" game with him. Yinreng sobbed a few times, and then slowly
No more crying.
"Guess, Your Highness, is the little bell on my left hand or on my right hand?"
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"Your Highness is so smart. If I change it a few more times this time, Your Highness will definitely not be able to guess it. Keep changing, and your Highness will have to guess whether it is on the right hand or the left hand."
Yinreng looked at her left hand and touched her right hand, then slowly said: "Left," and then stepped forward to pull Qingyan's left hand.
"Dang-dang-dang, no, His Highness guessed wrong!"
"That's right, yeah".
"By the way, Your Highness is so smart. He is the smartest child I have ever seen."
Yin Reng's giggle soon sounded in the room, mixed with the clear voice of a woman, which gave an indescribable warmth.
A smile appeared on Kangxi's face, and then he quietly left, walked to the side of the Queen Mother, and said softly: "Mother Huang is right, children must be cared for by women."
The Empress Dowager also smiled, although she did not hide behind the screen and observe secretly like Kangxi did.
But someone from the palace also told her what happened in Nuan Pavilion.
Judging from today's observation, she quite approves of the little Hesheli girl. She is also happy to let Baocheng get along with her more. She only hopes that this goodwill can last longer!
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In the main hall of Zhongcui Palace.
Concubine Ma Jiashi was sitting on a round carved stool indoors, wiping the latest powder presented by the Ministry of Internal Affairs against a small rare glass mirror gifted by Kangxi placed on the table.
She was beautiful in appearance, plump and graceful in figure, had a lively temperament and loved to play off some innocuous little tempers for the emperor. Kangxi pampered her very much and allowed her to have one child after another.
"The emperor really dotes on the prince. He even doesn't shy away from the rule of 'Manchus embrace grandchildren but not sons'. He is afraid that the road will be slippery in the snow and the nanny will throw the prince."
She used her slender white fingers with long gilt nails to pick out a tassel-dot emerald gold flower from the jewelry box and inserted it diagonally into her hair. Her tone was full of envy and bitterness.
In the first month of last year, her second son Saiyin Chahun, although his body was weaker, still cried a lot when he was born. He inexplicably stopped crying due to a cold wind.
When she arrived at her brother's house with a big belly, his little body was cold.
Because she was crying so hard, she had a fetal movement on the spot and her blood was red. Within a few months, her third son, Changhua, was born and died on the same day.
She spent the last year in tears.
Later, the emperor took pity on her, having lost three sons at such a young age, and doted on her for more than half a month.
She just gave birth to her fourth son, Changsheng, in June this year.
The emperor dotes on her and has already hinted that she will give him the title of head of the first palace. He has also moved him from the East Side Palace to the main hall of Zhongcui Palace, and has tacitly allowed Changsheng to be raised by his side.
However, Changsheng's body was not very healthy. Ma Jiashi couldn't figure out why her daughter was born healthy, but her son became worse and worse as she was raised! Thinking of this, Ma Jiashi's long fingernails were almost broken.
The palm of my hand was pricked.
Aunt Ma Jia, the wet nurse who was standing aside, looked at her mistress with distress and said tentatively: "My mistress, I heard that Brother Baoqing, who was raised outside the palace, is now very strong. Why don't you also report to the Emperor?"
Do you propose to send Brother Changsheng out of the palace to be raised for a period of time?"
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When Ma Jiashi heard the wet nurse beside her say this, her first reaction was to frown, "The doctors and attendants in the palace are all top-notch, how can the ministers outside the palace compare with them?"
Aunt Ma Jia thought that her little master was right, so she had no choice but to let go of this idea.
At present, the young master only has the third princess and the elder brother Changsheng. He has to take care of the elder brother Changsheng for the young master.
At this time, Zhang, the nanny of Brother Changsheng, opened the curtain again with an embarrassed look on her face, walked in, carefully bent down and flattered Concubine Ma Jia, and said: "Brother Changsheng, I can't take the milk.
I'm crying, please, my dear master, could you please go to the side hall and have a look?"
Ma Jiashi's heart tightened, and she wanted to get up and go over to see Changsheng.
But looking at his newly dressed appearance, the emperor turned over his own sign today and would have to go to Qianqing Palace to accompany him soon.
I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to mess up your outfit at this time.
Aunt Ma Jia looked at her little master with a troubled look on his face and sighed in her heart.
My own master has always been like this. Whenever something happens to the emperor, the younger masters have to retreat.
But in her heart, she also approved of her master's actions. After all, the master in the family did not have a high official position, and he could not help his master in the palace.
The emperor's honor and favor are too important to the little master, and the elder brother Changsheng is not in good health.
Alas, the master still lacks a healthy elder brother, and the Majia clan also lacks an elder brother who is strong enough to raise him.
As Ma Jia thought, she quickly walked into the room and took out a small red dress specially made for Brother Changsheng. She walked to Concubine Ma Jia and said: "My young master, it is better to go to Qianqing Palace to accompany you, slave. Let’s follow Grandma to see Brother Changsheng first.”
Ma Jiashi's eyes lit up, she picked up the small clothes, looked at them up and down, then placed them on the table, smoothed them carefully, and folded them.
"Then there is a nurse. If Changsheng feels unwell, please take my sign and go to the imperial doctor."
"Yes, the young master is really kind and motherly. I will go right away!" Aunt Ma Jia said with a smile.
Concubine Ma Jiashu smiled weakly. In this deep palace, as long as there is a child, who is not a loving mother?
But in this palace, the emperor's favor is more important to a concubine like her who comes from a humble family and has no status!
And the immortal body...
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Ma Jia's nanny Ma Jia and the immortal nanny Zhang walked to the side hall together. Aunt Zhang looked at the gorgeous concubine Ma Jia who had led people out of the gate of Zhongcui Palace.
I sighed in my heart, it was just that the concubines and concubines could not see the prince who was raised in his elder brother's house more often.
Nowadays, the emperor has tacitly raised the elder brother Changsheng at the knees of Concubine Ma Jia, and Concubine Ma Jia only visits the elder brother Changsheng very few times.
Everyone says that Zhongcui Palace is now the busiest palace among the six east and west palaces.
Now living in the main hall is Concubine Ma Jia, who is extremely favored by the emperor. Also living in the side hall in the backyard is Concubine Nala, the daughter of Zhaoge of the Xiaoqiu School.
Although Concubine Nala and Concubine Nala of Yanxi Palace both belong to the Nala family, their popularity is obviously different.
Concubine Nala entered the palace late, but she was much more beautiful than Concubine Nala, and she was also extremely favored by the emperor.
At the beginning of this month, the emperor gave birth to his ninth son. The ninth son cried very loudly. He was obviously a strong and capable elder brother.
The emperor was overjoyed and named him "Wanfu".
Nowadays, even though Concubine Nala is still in confinement, the Emperor also took the time to visit her.
Because she was taking care of her elder brother Changsheng in the side hall, nanny Zhang heard the palace people in the backyard secretly compare Concubine Ma Jia with Concubine Nala several times, and lamented the latter's good luck!
Giving birth to one child can equal the three former ones. There was even a time when I heard a young eunuch whispering proudly that "Fuzuo" means "the throne of the emperor." "The word was given to him!"
The ability to have children in the palace is not enviable, but the children born in the palace are strong and healthy.
A hint of contempt flashed in Mammy Zhang's eyes. The Nala concubine with the same surname as Nala in the backyard has a good appearance. She is far worse than the low-key Nala concubine in Yanxi Palace today. Moreover, this one is different from the low-key Nala concubine in Yanxi Palace. Concubine Nala entered the palace at the same time, and concubine Ma Jia, who had been favored for about the same time, was also a beautiful fool!
Even though there are rumors in the palace that Concubine Nala of Yanxi Palace fell out of favor because she offended the emperor, the emperor sent the emperor's fifth son Baoqing brother out of the palace to be raised, but no one realized that Baoqing brother was in the palace. He is living a good life outside and is now over three years old with no illness or disaster.
It doesn't matter if she can give birth, and it doesn't matter if the child she gives birth to is strong, she understands that in this palace, only when her brother grows up, can the concubine have someone to rely on for the rest of her life!
The concubine Nala in the backyard dared to be so high-profile despite her humble family background. Even the palace people dared to criticize her master at will. She looked at this person coldly, fearing that she would not last long.