The life of a man on the road of film and television

"I've been busy with government affairs lately and have no time to accompany you. Don't worry, I'll come to see you when I'm free later."

Hongli, who was feeling very touched at the moment, certainly would not hesitate to say some nice words to appease Qingying.

As for whether he will remember his promise today when he really has free time, that is not certain.

But Qingying already had her own purpose, and she didn't have the patience to wait for this open-ended promise.

So even though she was very touched in her heart, she still pretended to be aggrieved with tears in her eyes, and asked in a more delicate voice.

"It's still early today. If you don't have anything urgent, would you like to go with me to watch a horse show?"

When talking about this play, Hongli's mind instantly flashed with the scene of their first meeting, and a line of poetry came out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"Looking at each other from afar on the wall"

When Qingying heard that Hongli still remembered their love poem, her eyes lit up and she said the next sentence.

"My heart breaks when I see you"

These two lines of poetry made the two of them seem to have returned to the sweet time they once had.

Looking into Qingying's eyes, Hongli forgot for a moment what he had agreed with Fucha Langya to do, that they should go together to pay their respects to Concubine Xi.

Taking Qingying's hand with tender eyes, Hongli raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Qingying's eyes.

"Okay, since Sister Qingying has invited me, there is no reason for me to refuse."

After that, the two of them held hands and returned to the main courtyard. After helping Hongli change into his casual clothes, they both walked towards the theater with sweet looks on their faces.

If Chunlai hadn't reminded Hongli before he went out, Hongli would never have remembered that he had to pay his respects today?

Thinking of this, Hongli couldn't help but loosen his grip on Qingying's hand a little.

Qingying instantly noticed Hongli's abnormality, but she responded quickly.

Qingying struggled to break free from Hongli's hand with a little effort, then turned sideways to an angle where Hongli could see her tears falling, and spoke to Hongli with a trembling body and mind.

"Your Majesty has something to do, so I will take my leave now."

Having said that, Qingying turned around and was about to leave.

But seeing her like this, how could Hongli bear to let her go? He said sorry to Fucha Langya and Concubine Xi in his heart, and then Hongli turned to Wang Qin and said.

"Go tell Fu Jin that I have something urgent to do and I can't go there for now. Go and apologize to my mother another day. Remember, don't reveal anything else."

Chunlai rolled his eyes in his heart at Hongli's instructions. He really wanted to ask Hongli if he was blind.

Did he really think that no one saw him walking in hand in hand with Qingying just now? And they were going to see a play together later, so it was impossible that they wouldn't meet anyone on the road?

This devilish train of thought is really speechless, but fortunately Chunlai has to serve Hongli so he doesn't have to go.

After making arrangements for the follow-up, Hongli was about to take Qingying out when he heard Xiaoyuanzi's voice.

"Greetings to Prince Bao"

"Get up, you come here at this time, but does your uncle have something to do?"

Thinking about how he had been enslaved by his younger uncle to do errands for his Thirteenth Uncle these past two days, Hongli couldn't help but shiver. He was afraid that Xiao Yuanzi would say that he came here just to force him to work.

Fortunately, Xiao Yuanzi's next words put his mind at ease.

"Replying to Prince Bao, my master has just received a few boxes of strawberries, and he specially asked me to send them to you and Prince Yonghuan for your enjoyment."

(In the Qing Dynasty, strawberries were originally called "yang berry" and "Korean fruit". These two names are really troublesome to write, so we just use "strawberry" instead.)

As he spoke, two young eunuchs pushing a cart walked in behind Xiao Yuanzi.

Looking at the cart full of food boxes, Hongli couldn't help but twitch his lips. What do you call these?

However, my uncle's people often go to sparsely populated areas to investigate, and everyone in Beijing knows this.

And if something can be shared by his uncle, it must be a good thing, so Hongli immediately showed a bright smile.

"Thank you, uncle, for me."

"Prince Bao is very polite. Now that the things have been delivered, I will take my leave."

After saying that, Xiao Yuanzi turned and left. Before leaving, he gave a wink to Chunlai who smiled at him.

After Xiao Yuanzi and the others disappeared, Hongli came to the cart, opened the top box, and looked at the fist-sized strawberries in the box.

Both Hongli and Qingying who followed him opened their eyes wide.

Although they rarely eat this thing, neither of them has ever seen one this big.

A box of neatly arranged red fruits like this makes people happy just by looking at it.

Resisting the urge to pick one up and taste it right then and there, Hongli instructed Wang Qin.

"Go and deliver ten boxes to Yonghuan, five boxes to Fujin, two boxes each to Fujin Yue and Qingying, and one box to each of the remaining people."

Then he turned around, picked up a box and handed it to Chunlai who was standing beside him. His meaning was obvious: take this box to watch the show later.

When Wang Qin came to deliver the gifts and the letter, Fu Cha Lang Ya and Concubine Xi, who had been stood up, both looked extremely unhappy.

And after finding out the reason why Hongli suddenly changed his mind today, they all couldn't help but feel more dissatisfied and hateful towards Qingying.

However, Qingying, who was sweetly feeding strawberries to Hongli at the moment, didn't know all this. Her mind was full of thoughts about how to tell Hongli that she wanted to raise Yonghuang.

Coincidentally, the play was singing the plot where Li Qianjin was forced by Pei Shaojun's father to leave her two children.

Seeing the opportunity, Qingying raised her hand, wiped her red eyes with the handkerchief soaked in ginger juice, and then immediately hid in Hongli's arms, sobbing softly.

"What's going on here"

It was the first time that Hongli saw Qingying like this. When they watched a play before, their attention was all on the sweet and bold love between the two in the play. He had never seen Qingying be so moved.

(I specifically looked up the play. After watching it, I was speechless. I don’t understand how an irresponsible man, a daughter who brainlessly abandoned her parents, and a scumbag and a bitch could move the protagonist so much.

And shouldn't the most pitiful people here be Li Qianjin's parents? They were pissed off by her and all their property was inherited by the scumbag. I really don't know why Qingying is talking about this drama. Doesn't anyone think it's shameful? )

"Nothing, I'm just envious"

Qingying did not directly answer Hongli's question, but left the other half unsaid.

"What are you envious of?"

Sure enough, Hongli became curious and didn't understand what Qingying was envious of.

But this time Qingying bit her lower lip and refused to say anything. Even though Hongli coaxed her in a low voice for a while, she still shook her head and refused to speak.

It was not until Hongli became a little impatient that Qingying finally said what she was thinking "very reluctantly".

"I envy Miss Li for being so lucky. Unlike me, I have served the prince for many years but have not given birth to a child for him."

As she spoke, Qingying wiped her eyes vigorously with the handkerchief. Tears immediately rolled down like pearls from a broken string.

Seeing this, Hongli immediately put away his dissatisfaction, hugged her tightly and coaxed her with some heartache.

"Children will come sooner or later. Of course, I hope to have a child with you, but there is no rush for this. Don't be too sad."

"But I haven't seen Your Majesty for a long time, how can I..." be pregnant.

Qingying blushed and couldn't utter the remaining two words.