As for the little mistress of her family, well, let’s not mention it, Changsheng’s brother has been drinking her milk since he was born. In her heart, she regards Changsheng’s brother as her own flesh and blood.
She doesn't care about the others and doesn't have the status to care about them. She just hopes that Brother Changsheng can live well.
Aunt Zhang lifted the thick curtain and invited Aunt Ma Jia to enter the side hall.
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After working hard all afternoon, Qingyan returned to Chuxiu Palace. She was served by Bai Lu and others early, served some pastries, and washed herself.
Qingyan lay on the bed, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
If the prince is really like those written in the Qing Dynasty novels, he is either a ruthless villain or a lustful and stupid idiot, maybe Qingyan will not pay attention to him, but the little breast dumpling she saw during the day is not only good-looking, but also attracted by Kangxi
He is so well-raised that people can't help but feel soft when they hear his soft and waxy little milky voice. The most important thing is that the little prince has an experience similar to her when she was young.
Qingyan found that she really had no resistance to such a good baby, and after only one afternoon of contact, she felt reluctant to let him go when they were separated.
Although she knew that literary works would exaggerate their descriptions in order to increase contradictions and conflicts.
How could the first and last publicly appointed crown prince of the Qing Dynasty, who had been favored by Kangxi for so many years and suppressed his powerful brothers for so many years, be as miserable as described in the novel?
But when she read those literary works before, she didn't care.
But now she is extremely angry, when she thinks of those Qing Dynasty palace dramas and Qing Dynasty novels where the little prince was vilified in every possible way for the sake of the winner!
Qingyan felt a little angry.
She also knew that she was so angry for no reason, after all, people would change, but the little prince had such a pair of clear and charming auspicious eyes. When he tilted his little head to look at her, all he saw was her appearance, which made Qingyan
As long as he thinks about the day when he is defeated by Khan Amma, who has loved him for decades, and the two are in ruins, the light in those beautiful eyes will be extinguished...
Qingyan was extremely conflicted for a moment. Her understanding of Qing history was too limited. She didn't take a systematic look at the history of the Kangxi Dynasty. She only relied on information on the Internet that she didn't know was true or false, which was too vague.
From those sporadic words, she got a glimpse of the ending of the little prince's dethronement, but she didn't know the detailed process of this dethronement and the intervening court affairs. She didn't know where to start even if she wanted to remedy the situation. She couldn't sleep.
Turning over becomes more and more frequent.
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Bai Lu, who was lying on the soft bed outside, heard Qingyan's sound inside.
He opened the quilt, put on his clothes and walked in quietly: "Master, is the light too bright and you can't sleep?"
As Bai Lu spoke, she picked up the lampshade and blew out the two candles. The light in the room became dimmer, making it more suitable for people to fall asleep.
When Qingyan saw Bai Lu come in, she simply stood up and leaned on the bedside and said, "Tell me, how is the prince?"
Bai Lu was a little confused, the prince must be good, and he couldn't be loved by the emperor if he was not good.
Bai Lu walked forward, straightened Qingyan's quilt a little, and said in a low voice: "Master, today the prince can call you aunt in front of the emperor, and the emperor has no objection, and what Eunuch Liang did in Dongnuan Pavilion
, you can all see from this that the emperor is worried about you."
Qingyan was a little confused at first, Bai Lu was not answering the question.
And the emperor is worried about her? What should he be worried about?
She is the prince's aunt, is there anything wrong in calling her aunt?
In an instant, Qingyan realized that the experiences of her previous life were so deeply ingrained that she had forgotten her current status.
That's it. Due to her status, she is naturally in a passive position compared to the emperor, prince and others. Let's take it one step at a time.
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Qianqing Palace, Dragon bed.
Yinreng was wearing a small apricot-yellow pajamas, burrowing around in the bed like a gopher, causing Kangxi, who was leaning against the bedside to read a book, to shake his hands.
Originally, he ordered Ma Jiashi to stay with him tonight, but after she arrived at Qianqing Palace and scented her red sleeves with him for a while.
Kangxi suddenly remembered that he had not asked Baocheng how he felt today, so he rewarded Ma Jia with a jade Ruyi and sent her back.
Then he went to the side hall, picked up his precious son who was sitting on the bed playing with a wooden horse, and returned to the main hall to sleep on the dragon bed.
Liang Jiugong braved the cold wind and went to the Jingsi Room in person to inform the consultant that the emperor had canceled Concubine Ma Jia's bed today and asked the Jingsi Room not to keep records.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, His Royal Highness is really favored.
In mid-January, except for about fifteen days when the emperor would recruit the concubine to sleep with him, the rest of the time would be spent recruiting the young prince to "sleep with him".
The number of days that the prince "sleeped" alone was equal to that of all the palace concubines, each accounting for half of it.
The concubines in the palace are all vying for favor, and he has never seen anyone who can steal the favor of His Highness the Crown Prince.
Seeing how beautiful Concubine Hesheli looked during the day, the Emperor didn't seem to do it unintentionally, but he just didn't know why the Emperor didn't recruit the Concubine to sleep with him.
He, a rootless person, really couldn't understand the love between men and women, but he understood that from today on, the structure of the harem would change again.
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The precious son was so noisy that Kangxi finally couldn't bear it anymore. He threw the book aside, opened the brocade quilt, and dug out his fat son.
Then he asked someone to put down the bed curtain, lie down comfortably on the bed, put his breast-fed son on his belly, wrap the father and son in a quilt, closed his eyes, and gently rolled his sour eyes. .
During the turmoil in San Francisco, Kangxi actually did not put much thought into the harem, and holding his fat son who smelled like a small heater in his arms in the winter, Kangxi would feel very hypnotic when listening to his light purring.
The light was dim, and the candles exuded a warm yellow glow. The "community animal Kangxi" had worked honestly for a day in the wind and rain of the Qing Dynasty. He was already drowsy with the soft little breast dumplings in his arms. .
But children are energetic and sleep a lot during the day. Yinreng is obviously very energetic now.
I felt that the hand gently patting my back became smaller and smaller, the intensity became lighter and lighter, and finally it gradually stopped.
Yinreng curiously propped up his body with his two little hands, raised his neck and looked up at his mother, who had her eyes closed.
Yinreng is a good and sensible baby. He knew that Khan's Ama was going to bed after a busy day, so he gently climbed down and pressed his fleshy little face against his Khan's hard belly. He felt a little disgusted and white. Aunt Ri's belly is obviously as soft as Baocheng's.
He was playing with his fingers, obviously not feeling sleepy at all, and wanted to talk to his Khan Amma.
Forget it if it was normal, but today he finally met the "beautiful aunt from Changshengtian" that Khan Amma said in the palace of Ukumar. He had a lot to say to Khan Amma.
Compared to his tired old father, Yin Reng rolled his clear eyes, obviously extremely excited.
He stuck out his little butt, like a chubby little cat, using Kangxi's tall body as a cat climbing frame, and climbed up the body of his mother.
Lying on Kangxi's chest, he used his chubby hands to separate Kangxi's upper and lower eyelids.
Kangxi, who was in a sleepy state, was almost overwhelmed by the weight of his fat son's love.
He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at his fat son who was still holding his eyelids with his small hands and looking at his fat son with a pair of big clear eyes.
Forced to drive away the sleepyheads, Kangxi originally wanted to get angry, but seeing his fat son's innocent and sweet smile, he lost his temper again.
If anyone else dared to disturb him like this while he was dozing, the weeds on the grave would have grown three meters high.
He pinched Baocheng's small waist, moved it down, and placed it back on his belly.
The brocade quilt that had kicked him away was gathered up again, then he patted his little body, yawned and said, "It's getting late, isn't Baocheng dozing off?"
Yinreng also used his small hands to imitate his old father's movements, patted Kangxi's belly gently, and said with a milky voice: "Hello, aunt, Baocheng, I'd like to see you again tomorrow."
Kangxi couldn't help but feel sour. Why did he meet her today? Bao Cheng would remember that little Hesheli woman.
"Why? I see that little Hesheli woman, she obviously doesn't care much about you. If I hadn't told her to hold you, she wouldn't have even raised her head to look at you! Why do you still care about her?" Kangxi raised his eyebrows slightly.
He opened a slit for his eyes, looked down, and looked at the fat son who had sat up with his two chubby little legs crossed, frowning his light yellow eyebrows, sucking his little fingers, and looking thoughtful.
"Auntie, first I was afraid of Baocheng and didn't dare to look at it. After I saw Baocheng, I was very happy to love Baocheng and Feifei Baocheng."
Thinking that it was that woman who first took her fat son to play with Feifei, Kangxi became even more jealous!
"Oh, I understand, your noble Crown Prince, now that you have met your beautiful aunt, you don't want me, an ugly old Ama." Kangxi deliberately pretended to have a sinister tone and said, glancing at a pair of slender red phoenix eyes.
In fact, Kangxi felt a little relieved when he heard his son say this.
At least this can prove that the little Hesheli girl really treats Baocheng sincerely. Although Baocheng is still young and doesn't speak fluently, he is extremely sensitive and intelligent. If she shows resistance when getting along with her, Baocheng will
Cheng will not return to Qianqing Palace tonight and still miss her.
But then again, after all, I personally raised the little breasted dumpling from an arm long to a height of two heads with my own hands. Now I suddenly heard that my baby is thinking about someone else, so I can't do it.
Do you want to make him, a baby boy and an old father, jealous?
Baocheng was a little surprised and couldn't understand why Khan Amma didn't speak as weirdly as usual today.
But he still climbed up softly, held Kangxi's handsome face with his two chubby hands and said: "Khan Ama, not ugly, just like Baocheng, the same, handsome, not old, young."
Then, remembering what Aunt Bairi looked like, she lowered her head and kissed Kangxi on the face, making Kangxi's face covered in saliva.
Kangxi didn't stop him for a moment, but was choked by the weight of his fat son lying on his chest. Just as he was about to reach out and pull him down, he was kissed softly by the little breast dumpling.