Reborn Kowloon does not take the heir

Annoyed by his own son, Emperor Qianlong arrived at Concubine Xian's Palace with a royal car, and he was greeted with a cold face and an unchanging sweet heart...

Emperor Qianlong was speechless for a moment, "Xian'er, I'm here to see Yongzheng, you can go to work first. En?" After finishing his good-tempered words, Emperor Qianlong turned around and walked towards the side hall.Although there is nothing wrong with what he likes now, Jing Xian, but as long as Jing Xian puts on his Huang Ama's face, he can't stand it, let alone the recent rebirth of Master Ama!

He should come to Jingxian's place less often recently!

"Hahaha, what is my little Yongzheng doing?" Emperor Qianlong, who touched the ashes of his nose at Jingxian's house, walked to his son's side, only to hear the sound coming from his son's room. The laughter of men and women came out, such joy.Well, Emperor Qianlong touched his chin. It should be the laughter of his son and daughter, right?

Yong Xing, who was originally sitting on the stool with his chin propped up, paused, his chin separated from his palm, and almost knocked on the table.By the way, why is this voice so... stupid? !

Xiao Shier was originally playing Go with Lan Xin, but when it came to playing, he was making trouble.Basically, Lan Xin puts a chess piece, and Yong Xin puts another one... As an elder, Lan Xin has no way to argue with Yong Xin, a junior. Random chess game.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ can we still have fun together!

Just when Lan Xin couldn't bear it and wanted to get angry, a hearty voice came. Lan Xin paused, took a deep breath, got up and straightened her clothes, and helped the man who came in, "Lan Xin sees the emperor Ma."

While Lan Xin was making the salute, Yong Xing and Yong Xing also half-kneeled down, one was doing it like the other was gnashing their teeth, and the other was showing deep admiration.Yongzheng raised his head, looked at Emperor Qianlong with bright eyes, and called out: "Huang Ama, are you here?" Yongzheng's favorite person now is Emperor Qianlong besides his mother-in-law.

It is unimaginable that the once admiration broke out after the silence.As far as Emperor Qianlong was concerned, his son still admired him deeply after such a tragic death, not to mention Xiao Yongxi who was only a few years old.

"Okay, okay, let's get up." But Emperor Qianlong was not the convulsive one before, even if he liked Yongzheng, the prince's demeanor could not be abandoned, so Emperor Qianlong waited for several people to finish the ceremony before sending his family to the house. The younger son hugged him.As for the rules about how Manchus have grandchildren and not children, he would say that the rules are all made by people, and he is the emperor, he has the final say!

Yongxing looked at Emperor Qianlong who was holding his son with a happy face, couldn't help but twitched his forehead, and sighed silently, "Huang Ama, please sit down."

"Haha, sit and sit, I just came to see, you can do whatever you want!" Emperor Qianlong sat on the stool with his son in his arms, raised his hand to take a piece of tea and handed it to the youngest son in his arms, and said so.

Hearing such words, Lan Xin and Yong Xing, who were no longer children, lowered their heads speechlessly, and the corners of their mouths twitched uncontrollably.What's so random, I thought they were all little twelve guys!As far as this man's temper is concerned, if they really let go of their courage like Little Twelve, they will definitely be punished by this man, right?

Lan Xin and Yong Xing frowned as they looked at Emperor Qianlong's loving father, and silently drank tea with their heads down.

The sunset in the evening is always beautiful, but unfortunately there has been a saying since ancient times: the sunset is infinitely better, but it is only near dusk.Everything in the world has aura, whether it is the wind, volcanoes, forests, or water, trees, lightning.

A man in green clothes sat cross-legged on a bamboo couch, and while he was breathing, a light blue light emitted a bright light from his body, which was the aura of heaven and earth.While breathing, Yinhu couldn't help being happy. Ever since the weird purple lightning sent him back to the Qing Dynasty he was not familiar with, he discovered that his cultivation is still there!

Although his cultivation has regressed, he is really still there!Therefore, even if he risked his life, he would go back to that world.In that world where he has stayed for nearly ten thousand years, there is a person waiting for him there.

Compared with that miserable first life, the time of nearly ten thousand years in the last life is too far away, so far away that the memory of the first life will be wiped out.So God, what are you going to do by throwing Master back into the Qing Dynasty!And this Qing Dynasty is not the Qing Dynasty he is familiar with!Why can't you just throw him back to the Kangxi Dynasty, bastard!

In addition to the resentment towards time and space, Yinhu is still very happy about his cultivation base.After all, having a cultivation base means that he has the bargaining chip to return to that world, and he can fight against the Heavenly Dou—of course, it is not a real fight, the monks are against the heavens, and it is impossible for the Heavenly Dao not to have its own rules. At best, it's just taking advantage of the loopholes.

Suddenly the momentum changed suddenly, the man on the couch slowly opened his eyes, the momentary coldness was followed by the constant warmth, Yinhu got up and flicked the dust that did not exist on the corner of the jacket, feeling the spiritual power flowing inside the body, The corner of his mouth slowly curled into a smile.This body is really not suitable for cultivation. Although the cultivation level is still there, the spiritual power that can be transferred to the body is very little.

In this world, there are irresistible laws of survival.

But forget it, since his body can't carry his powerful ability, he should practice soul power exclusively. Yinhu doesn't know how far 1 years are, but it's close. The heart that was once cold and riddled with holes was warmed up, but just when his heart softened to the point where he couldn't hold on anymore, he back here.

The forbidden place in his mind, Aixinjueluo's Qing Dynasty.

As the spiritual consciousness expanded, the corners of Yinhu's upturned mouth suddenly became stiff, his body trembled involuntarily, and hatred gradually appeared in his bright eyes.Gradually, the clothes on her body became automatic, Yinhu frowned, gnashing her teeth like she hadn't seen for many years: "Aixinjueluo...Xuanhua!"

In the Palace of Mercy Ning, Qing'er, who was reciting Buddhist scriptures with the Queen Mother, seemed to have sensed something, stopped the scriptures in her mouth, looked around suspiciously, and reached out to touch the goose bumps on her arms.

"Miss Qing," the queen mother who closed her eyes and read the scriptures opened her eyes. The old voice carried the vicissitudes of many years, "Why, isn't it cold?" The weather in October can be hot and cold. women can afford it.Since Qing'er was raised by her side since she was a child, the queen mother took extra care of her.

Qing'er is also baffled, but he doesn't mind pretending to be a weak woman if he doesn't have to chant sutras with the queen mother here.So Qing'er followed the Queen Mother's words and nodded, a little bit shy, "Queen Mother, Qing'er...but I feel a little uncomfortable."

The Queen Mother naturally couldn't bear Qing'er to suffer, so she waved her hand and let him go down.If it was the original Qing'er, she would naturally not want to leave the queen mother at this time, but now it is not Qing'er, not the Qing'er who has stayed with the queen mother for more than ten years, but Kangxi who has been an emperor for a generation.So Qing'er just hesitated for a moment, got up and left following the Queen Mother's words.

Of course, Qing'er still couldn't return to her bedroom, because she was stopped by someone on the way.The man in Tsing Yi came to Qing'er in an instant, but Qing'er could see Yin Huo on his face which was obviously gentle.

"Are you...?" Qing'er's inherited memories are really incomplete, except for the fifth elder brother, the emperor is more familiar, and Kangxi doesn't know any of them!So the gloomy face of the man in front of her made Qing'er involuntarily feel that it was the original Qing'er who offended the man in front of her. Qing'er looked at him calmly, but her heart was a little touched.

He is a generation of emperor, and he has seen many things in his previous life, but the man in front of him, no matter how much he has seen, the murderous intent of this man in front of him still makes him feel frightened.

Those who are emperors cherish their lives.They have a strange intuition about killing intent, even if they are reincarnated, the intuition will not disappear!Qing'er suddenly took a step back, only to find that the place where she was standing was occupied by an arrow feather, and there was a strange fragrance in the air she inhaled, it was him!

Qing'er only felt that she was hugged by the man in her arms all of a sudden, and a sword energy passed by her ear, and she was taken off the ground.She turned her head in shock and looked over, only to find a masked assassin dressed in black chasing them with a sword in hand!

Didn't he reveal the killing intent before?

Qing'er was being led to fly up and down the path, the tip of her nose smelled of that delicate fragrance, she couldn't help but make her look up, and saw the man's face was calm and breezy, and the corner of his smiling mouth was full of joyful enjoyment.A sudden movement in Qing'er's heart startled her, it was not her feeling, it was the real Qing'er's heart beating and blushing.

Qing'er is not dead yet!

Even Emperor Kangxi was shocked by this turn of events.But Kangxi was Kangxi after all, and he left with regrets. This rebirth let him know that the heir he chose was still very good, and he worked hard for more than ten years and finally died of exhaustion.

Emperor Kangxi felt very satisfied, after all, he knew the mess he left behind in the past, and 13 years could be left to such a great country as Hongli, Kangxi couldn't help sighing, "Yinzhen is an amazing genius , what a pity Fubo."

His wish was fulfilled, he was already dead, even if he had a chance to breathe again, to be honest, Kangxi disdains this way of forcibly occupying other people's bodies to keep them alive.So even if Qing'er didn't die, it wouldn't make any sense if Qing'er wanted to return this body to Kangxi.

After all, he knew that the current situation was very stable. Although the emperor didn't care about favors, he was as talented in state affairs as his Ama, so he had nothing to worry about.The Aixinjueluo family can still occupy the Qing Dynasty for at least a few hundred years...

The author has something to say: this is the last chapter~~

It’s just a bit short, ahem, the only chapter that doesn’t reach [-], I’m fighting for the list!

I will make it up tomorrow, forget it today~~

I'm going to shit, don't stop me, don't stop me...

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