He froze for a moment, everyone was reserved at that time, even if he loved Yinreng no more, he could only hug him.
Where have I seen such a straightforward expression of love? It must have been during the day when Baocheng followed that woman of Little Hershey and "failed to learn"!
Thinking this in his heart, his face was covered with a large amount of wet saliva from the fat son, but Kangxi didn't dislike it at all. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his grin became wider and wider.
"Baocheng, you can't do this in front of outsiders. People will laugh at the prince for not being reserved. A good prince is extremely rare!"
Yinreng nodded obediently, although he knew that he was not made of gold, and naturally there was no gold to hold it.
But Khan Amma always said that he is never wrong. Even if he says the wrong thing now, as a good son, he can still tolerate his old father.
And what is "young fungus"? Can it be eaten? He doesn't know either!
A picture popped up in Yinreng's mind.
It was a whole steaming roast chicken with rich oil and soy sauce that appeared in Kangxi's imperial meals. I wanted to eat it at that time, but Khan Ama quickly stuffed a spoonful of the paste into his mouth with a spoon, and told himself
He said that because he is an adult, he eats big roast chicken, but as a child, he also has to eat the paste made when they were still "chicks".
Then the scene was broken. He Zhuer held a plate of dishes covered with a silver arched lid, winked at Yin Reng, danced and exaggeratedly said: "Your Highness, this is the freshly made dish that is delicious, delicious and delicious.
The delicious food that can be smelled from a distance - 'storage mushroom', also known as "the best bacteria in the world", 'good young mushroom' is extremely rare, my slave will serve you to try it?"
Kangxi just leaned forward and took out a small bright yellow sweat towel to wipe the saliva on his face that was stained by Yin Reng, and threw the sweat towel aside.
He lowered his head and saw the saliva coming out of the fat son's mouth again suspiciously?
Even though it was very warm in the Qianqing Palace, it was obviously more comfortable to huddle in bed on winter nights. Everything outside the bed was a "foreign land"!
Kangxi didn't want to move anymore, so he simply took his pajamas to be washed by the palace servants tomorrow, so he picked up the sleeves of his fat son's pajamas and wiped his saliva, and then he held him in his arms and squeezed him.
He pinched the baby fat on his cheeks and said: "You are young, you are really unlearned, you should be young! Go to bed quickly, after breakfast tomorrow, let He Zhuer take you to Chuxiu Palace."
Hearing that Khan Ama agreed, Yinreng couldn't help but happily nodded his head in Kangxi's arms again. He stopped making trouble to him, and Kangxi was finally able to sleep well.
Unexpectedly, after a while, the little thing in his arms spoke again: "Khan Ama, Baocheng, dry your mouth, and drink grandma."
Kangxi didn't want to pay attention to him. This kid would definitely draw a map on himself in the middle of the night as long as he drank before going to bed.
Yinreng shook his arm again, and Kangxi said vaguely: "Nanny is not here, there is no grandma."
"Drink porridge." Yinreng said, remembering the porridge he had eaten.
"The imperial kitchen has been closed a long time ago, and there is no porridge to drink. Go to bed quickly!"
"Then, drink water."
Kangxi simply pretended not to hear and started snoring.
Seeing that Khan's Ama ignored him and turned into an unreliable old Ama again, Yinreng sighed like a little adult.
She climbed over him skillfully, sat on the edge of the bed, kicked her short legs in the air, and shouted: "Mr., Gong, Baocheng, drink some water."
The senior eunuch Wei Zhu who was waiting outside heard the noise and quickly poked the junior eunuch He Zhuer who was dozing with his eyes closed next to him.
After He Zhuer shook his head to wake up, he quickly returned to the room, took Yin Reng's special "baby bottle" - a four-legged tiger suction cup with a white background and yellow glaze, poured a small amount of warm water, bowed back to the main hall, and waited for the feeding
After Yinreng finished feeding him water, he stepped back quietly on tiptoes.
After Yinreng drank the water, he rolled over Kangxi's body and slept obediently on the inside of the bed, waiting for his fat son to snore gently.
Kangxi opened his eyes, chuckled twice, and held his fat son in his arms like a small natural heater. Listening to the sound of snow outside the window, he thought that he would have to send someone outside Beijing tomorrow.
Look around to see if there are any snow disasters, whether people's houses have been collapsed by these heavy snows, whether the heavy snows have had any impact on the War of San Francisco, etc.
Kangxi thought about the affairs of the government, and his mind was full of thoughts. Smelling the fragrance of milk on Yinreng's body, he gradually fell into a deep sleep again.
While he was sleeping soundly, Kangxi felt something was wrong. Why did he feel so sweaty?
Then he suddenly remembered that Yinreng drank water again before going to bed, so he quickly called someone in. Sure enough, he saw the familiar "map" and another set of worn-out pajamas.
His side was wet, but the small place where Yin Reng slept was dry, dry, and warm. The fat son snored comfortably, and his soft belly rose and fell regularly.
Kangxi:……
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Not to mention the chaos at Kangxi's end in the middle of the night.
Qingyan slept well until dawn.
It's rare to be sunny today, but the sun in the sky is like the light in the refrigerator. It only looks bright, without any warmth.
Before the previous snow melted, it rained again last night, covering the ground with a layer of snow about as thick as the length of your little finger.
Nowadays, the sun shines brightly with white light, and it is not cold even when it snows, but becomes cold when it melts. People standing outside can feel the coldness that penetrates their bones.
She slept late last night, and if she wasn't so hungry, Qingyan really didn't want to get up from the warm bed.
While having breakfast, I heard a noise outside the house.
Before Bai Lu went to check, she heard an eunuch announcing: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived."
When Qingyan heard this, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Xiaonuituanzi seemed to like her quite a lot and came to see her so early.
He hurriedly stuffed the half-bitten red bean cake into his mouth, then picked up a small bowl of white fungus, lily, and lotus seed porridge on his right hand. He took a long gulp and swallowed the cake in his mouth, and then used the white rice cake on his left hand.
He wiped his mouth with a sweat towel and prepared to stand up and salute.
Before he could get up, the little prince wearing a tiger head hat was wrapped up like an apricot-yellow mango and was carried in by a sturdy eunuch about sixteen or seventeen years old.
Qingyan bent down and was about to salute the prince, when Yinreng said: "Auntie, I'm sorry, no, I'm a foreign banker."
The strong eunuch's name was He Zhu'er, who was Liang Jiugong's apprentice and the eunuch whom Kangxi placed beside Yin Reng.
He cleverly bent to the side and bowed his hands in salute, saying: "Slave He Zhu'er, please give my regards to the young master. Your Highness means that in private, the young master does not need to salute His Highness. He is not an outsider."
Qingyan couldn't help but take a look at this eunuch, who looked extremely ordinary, but had a name and a surname, and could also thoughtfully translate Yinreng's "childish words". The person behind it should be either Kangxi or the Empress Dowager.
The rightful owner had already spoken, and Qingyan was not one to be shy, so she naturally stood up in an obedient manner.
The little prince skillfully reached out to Qingyan, and Qingyan couldn't help but laugh. She didn't know why. From her interaction with the prince yesterday, she realized that the little prince seemed to have expectations for her, and his favorability was not low, so where did she start?
Zhuer reached out and took Yinreng in his arms.
Holding him in his arms and sitting at the unfinished dining table, and preparing to continue eating, Yinreng poked his head and looked at the various meals placed on the table.
It was all food that Khan Amma had been talking about for a long time. When he saw a plate of kidney bean cakes closest to him, he wanted to reach out and grab a piece.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was stopped by the nanny Gu on the side: "Your Highness has already used milk and paste, and you can't eat now."
Qingyan looked on without paying much attention.
He held Yin Reng's little body with one hand and took a spoon with the other hand to scoop up a spoonful of white fungus, lily and lotus seed porridge and put it into his mouth.
Yinreng pointed to the lotus seed porridge, turned to He Zhuer and said that he wanted to drink it too.
He Zhuer was in a bit of a dilemma. When he came to Chu Xiu Palace today, he only brought Yin Reng's exclusive "baby bottle", but not a set of gold-rimmed silver tableware for him to eat.
Moreover, His Highness had already eaten when he went out. Why was he hungry just after he arrived at Chuxiu Palace?
Qingyan saw He Zhuer's embarrassment and asked doubtfully: "Why do you have such an expression?"
"Returning to the young master, I didn't think carefully when I went out. I only brought the white-backed yellow-glazed four-legged tiger suction cup used by His Highness to drink water." As he said this, he took out the suction cup from the small box made of rosewood that he was carrying.
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Qingyan looked up and was instantly amazed by the superb porcelain skills of today's craftsmen!
The overall shape of this suction cup is that of a little tiger with ferocious breasts. It is about half the size of an adult man's hand and as deep as the entire length of his palm. The white belly is the bottom of the cup, and the tiger's body is the wall. It is tall and vertical.
The raised tail was made hollow, and thoughtfully bent into the telescopic straw inserted into the carton of yogurt seen in the apocalypse. There was a small hole in the bottom of the cup connected to the "tail straw", which was painted with black ink mixed with gold powder.
, painted black tiger stripes on the body of the cup, and painted the pattern of the word "王" on the tiger's head. I don't know how to inlay two small round black gemstones to make the tiger's eyes, and add a nose.
The mouth and mouth are so lifelike and domineering that when viewed from a distance, they look like a tiger cub!
Qingyan couldn't help but praise the craftsmen of Qing Dynasty from the bottom of her heart. The craftsmanship was so sophisticated.
Perhaps Qingyan had been looking at it for too long, and a trace of contempt flashed in Grandma Gu's eyes.
He Zhuer looked at the admiration in Qingyan's eyes and explained to her with a smile: "His Royal Highness's zodiac sign is tiger. When the Emperor used to feed His Highness water with a small silver spoon, His Highness would always choke, so the Emperor drew a tiger himself.
The pattern was sent to the official kiln, and the craftsmen burned nine such tiger-shaped suction cups for His Highness to use."
Qingyan nodded in understanding. This was just like the babies drinking water from bottles in the apocalypse.
It’s just that this is the Qing Dynasty luxury upgraded version of the bottle!
"Bai Lu, bring a set of clean tableware and pour some porridge for His Highness."
He Zhuer breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Concubine Hesheli did not blame herself.
Unexpectedly, Grandma Gu suddenly inserted her hand at an angle.