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Another year of winter came, Bai Wei came in from the outside, let out a breath of white air, and the heavy snow on her shoulders was patted off.

"Master, it's snowing outside. It's inconvenient for you to have a big belly. Let the meals be placed in the house. Later, the little nobleman will bring a big table over. Why are you still opening the window and the north wind is blowing outside? What if How about catching a cold?"

Yan Ying was playing with building blocks with Yinheng, she just told the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but she didn't expect that a craftsman could actually make it.

"This is the first snow this year, I want to see it again"

Yan Ying turned her head and saw an angry Bai Wei rushing over, she quickly closed the window tightly, "Then you can't just take Brother Nine by the window, if you catch a cold, His Majesty will get angry, you must be afraid off our skin"

Yan Ying frowned, you guys have to figure out whose maid-in-waiting you are, why are you using Kangxi as a raft to beat me up.

"My health is very good, so I get sick so easily." Yan Ying glared at Bai Wei angrily, and then casually completed the construction of her son, who was missing a piece of building blocks.

Hurrah, the pieces of building blocks poured into the ocean, and Yin Heng gasped for breath, accusing Yan Ying of his bad taste: "Emiang, this is already the third time."

Yan Ying casually threw a piece beside her and said, "Son, you have to know that when heaven is about to send a great mission to a human being, he must first suffer from his will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, empty his body, and disturb his behavior." What I did, so I moved my heart and endured it, I once benefited what I couldn't do."

Yinheng: ...

When teasing her son to the point of collapse, Yan Ying opened the door, pointed to the thick layer of snow in the yard outside and said, "Don't you like to make snowmen? Go and play, when you grow up, want to I don’t have time to play anymore”

Thinking of the heavy schoolwork of the princes of the Qing Dynasty, Yan Ying couldn't help but mourn for her son for a second.

Sure enough, when Yin Heng saw the snow, he immediately ran out to have fun like a wild horse that had run loose.

Bai Wei stretched out her hand to stop her, but found nothing, and couldn't help but said: "My master, Brother Jiu is still so young, what if he gets caught in a cold?"

Yan Ying was really afraid of Bai Wei, a chattering old woman: "Don't worry, that little guy is in good health, besides, he wears a lot of clothes, and going outside is good for his health, so boys should go out and act wild. How can I be confined in the house every day?"

Bai Wei: I'm obviously doing it for my little master's sake, why does my master always have thousands of reasons to stop me?

Goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another, and the door of the room was ajar, and Yan Ying could see Yin Heng's happy smiling face as soon as she looked up.

The drawing board was fixed, and the pen in his hand kept moving, and in a short while, a little boy playing with snow appeared on the paper.

Some of them wrestled, some played with the snow on their stomachs, some picked up snowballs to hit eunuchs, and some of them rolled their own snowmen into an ambiguous shape.

In the Qianqing Palace, Liang Jiugong came forward with a smile on his face and said: "Your Majesty, Brother Jiu, please go and press the eyes and nose of the snowman he made."

Kangxi put down the teacup in his hand. Among his sons, Yinheng was the one who could make trouble, so he smiled knowingly: "Let's go and have a look."

Kangxi strode forward, and Liang Jiugong followed behind with a slight step.

In Zhongcui Palace, as soon as Kangxi came in, he saw his flushed son playing.

Yinheng saw Huang Ama, a smirk flashed in his eyes, and the snowball in his hand rushed out with a whizz: "Huang Ama, look at the trick——"

Kangxi was dissatisfied with the reaction of avoiding the snowball. He sideways dodged the snowball attack, and then hit Liang Jiugong directly on the neck. He shrank his neck in the cold, and his whole body was like a quail, which made Kangxi and his son hahaha proud big laugh.

"Huang Ama, look at the snowman I made." Yinheng inherited his mother's thick-skinned ability, Kangxi looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear to disappoint his son, so he reluctantly came up with a good idea, and then began to repair it for his son without complaint.

Kangxi had no father when he was young, and Fulin only had Concubine Dong E and her son in his heart, and he couldn't see the existence of other people at all.

If a person lacks something, it must be supplemented elsewhere.

In Kangxi's childhood, he read books alone, did homework alone, and made snowmen alone, and all his childhood regrets were made up for by his son.

He watched the prince grow up, accompanied the elder brother to practice martial arts, and taught the third elder brother to do homework...

His loving father gave every son his heart. Although the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, there is always one side with more flesh and one side with thinner flesh. These sons have more or less found their own from the information he gave. way.

Yan Ying looked at her son's smiling face and said to herself, whether you want that position or not in the future, Eniang only hopes that you can be happier now.

The father and son came and went, playing happily in the snow. The snowmen they made together fell into Yan Ying's painting and were put into a big box by her.

Mo'er handed over the handkerchief in her hand: "Eunuch Liang, wipe it off, it hurts to get wet."

Liang Jiugong returned her a grateful smile, quietly put the scented handkerchief into his sleeve, then took out a gray handkerchief, and wiped off the melted snow on his neck.

The snow gradually stopped, and there were two snowmen, one big and one small, in the yard, one with a golden hat and the other with a small light blue hat.

The steaming hot pot in the room ate a mouthful of meat, which dispelled the cold from his body, and Yin Heng who drank a bowl of soup fell asleep on the warm bed.

Yan Ying sat by the stove, listening to Kangxi talking about his troubles. The rebels from the previous dynasty appeared together again.

Tong Jiashi in the harem is pregnant. After Concubine Tong Guifei has her own child, she doesn't want to raise the fourth elder brother, so she is a little indifferent to Yinzhen, and even has the idea of ​​sending the fourth elder brother back to the Wuya clan.

But Wu Yashi is also pregnant and is about to give birth, how can she take care of the fourth elder brother again.

If it wasn't for Kangxi's frequent visits to the study room and not being able to discover the situation of the fourth elder brother, Yinzhen became thinner and thinner, and became taciturn.

Kangxi may not be able to persuade Concubine Tong, he even wanted to change Yinzhen's adoptive mother, but this stubborn child refused to agree, and recognized Tong Jiashi as his mother.

Kangxi was caught in the middle, in a dilemma, and really didn't know what to do.

Yan.Trash can.Ying saw that Kangxi was like pouring beans, no matter good or bad, endless, he couldn't help yawning, and the child in his belly stretched and kicked Yan Ying's swollen stomach. Take out a small bag.

He, he moved!