Reborn Kowloon does not take the heir

What have I done wrong in my life?

Standing next to the empty stone was a man. He was wearing a bright yellow robe with fluttering hem. Half a dragon claw was flying in the air. His hands drooped naturally. The exhaustion and the unwilling pain all over his body made this former emperor unable to straighten his back——he hates it so much!

Hate that obedient, fatuous and incompetent self.

Xianer, I miss you so much, where are you?

His name is Aixinjueluo Hongli, a former emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

Nala Jingxian, his successor, who was once the number one beauty in the Qing Dynasty, was sent to the harem for several years by him for no reason. Because of Lingfei's words, it was the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. The number of times he went to the queen's place in a year fell It was actually one of the few, until the end, disregarding the rules of the ancestors, taking away the first wife and favoring the imperial concubine, even the queen's harsh words were ignored by him.

I still remember that when the news of the queen's death came that year, he was imagining what Yongyan would look like when they grew up with concubine Ling.

Lukewarm, he didn't pay much attention to Jing Xian's death. What's more, the dignified Empress of Qing Dynasty still held the funeral banquet according to the imperial concubine's etiquette after her death.He made a decree that he was not allowed to visit Nala, and he was not allowed to make offerings to Xiangji. He dared not imagine how his Jing Xian spent those long years.

On the other hand, she had been waiting for him for more than 20 years in a daze, together with the son-in-law who was not favored by her, Twelve.

"Your Majesty." A cold voice came, and he raised his head to see the woman in a rose-red palace attire, her hands clasped in a line in front of her chest, she knelt down slowly, and at the same time she lowered her body, she placed her hands on the ground, her forehead slowly Paste - kowtow ceremony.

It has to be said that at that moment his heart was shocked - his wife was bowing to him, and he, for decades, hadn't thought of her, his queen.

"Huang Ama." At that moment, a man walked out from behind Nala. He was tall and tall, and his pale face seemed to have endless words, but he just knelt down on one knee with his hands clasped together. "Bang bang bang" three soft sounds, the man slowly moved forward, stood up again, knelt down again, stood up again, and then knelt down.

Kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

Qianlong squinted at a man and a woman in front of him, tears seemed to flow from his eyes, "Empress, Yongzheng?!" He called out in disbelief, stepped forward to lift the two up one by one, the touch in his hands was smooth Smooth and soft, just like before. "Your Majesty!" Qianlong's heart skipped a beat when he heard a coquettish voice, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the woman's face was like a peach blossom, and she withdrew her hand shyly and folded it on her chest. She lowered her head, her long hair Slowly sliding over the snow-white neck, the corners of the slightly curved lips are so quiet and beautiful.

Qianlong was stunned for a moment.

The heartbeat at that moment was the same as the "dongdong" beating heart when he used the scale to lift the veil back then.

The man sitting on the stone stretched out his hand and touched his heart. A warm feeling came over his face. The man's eyes were fixed, with a little nostalgia. He lowered his head, and saw that the snow-white jade in his heart was emitting a white light, a thick The dragon's breath rushed and gradually spread. The man paused, and finally sighed. He turned his head and shifted his sight to the entrance.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has been waiting here for more than 20 springs and autumns!" the woman said, complaining as if coquettishly, with tears in her eyes, her body leaned softly in his arms, but her face was full of satisfaction. "Finally, let the concubine wait for it!" After more than 20 years of waiting, the time without sacrificial offerings is wonderful, but she still waited, didn't she?

"...Xian'er, why do you..." Emperor Qianlong felt all kinds of feelings in his heart for a moment, and his thousands of words turned into a sigh. He stepped forward and embraced the woman in his arms, but his cold soul forced himself to He was burning hot.

"Huang Ama! My son-in-law and Huang'enniang are leaving now...Please take care of me, Ama." The young man's crisp voice came, and Yong Xin raised his head and slowly raised his hands, spreading them open. The white light in the palm of his hand shone, burning his eyes all of a sudden.

"Huang Ama, my son-in-law and Huang Erniang have been delayed for decades, and now I have an opportunity, so there is no need to delay any longer."

Emperor Qianlong listened to his son's words, and just about to speak, he heard his son's voice continue: "Huang Ama, this is a piece of jade pendant obtained by my minister many years ago. I don't think I followed my minister down! Now my son's Give this to your father..." Yongzheng's big eyes were shining, full of apprehension.

Emperor Qianlong glanced at him, and finally reached out and picked it up.Then he obviously sighed at the man, amused in his heart - did he really think he didn't know where the other phoenix pendant was?

However, forget it.

But he owed them both.

His complicated eyes swept across Yongzhen who was kneeling in front of him, and Qianlong suddenly sighed—he couldn't remember what this son looked like!

How sad, to be a father in vain!

"Get up." His indifferent words were full of sorrow, and the delicate body in his arms was slowly pulled away. Are you going to leave?Qianlong let go of his hands and looked at the two people in front of him fixedly, tears gradually wet the corners of his eyes.He shook his head, his long hair fluttered, and he held back his tears. He is Qianlong, an emperor through the ages, how could he cry?

He stood still and watched the mother and son holding hands and waving at him as they walked away. He paused for a while and said loudly: "Xian'er, Yongxi! In the next life, you must enter the royal family again!" Tianjia No father and son, Xianer, Yongxie, in your next life, please be happier!He watched the two of them pause in their footsteps, then walked forward as if nothing had happened, with their long hair flowing.

When the woman looked back when she was parting, Ruyu's face was covered with a bright smile...

Ulanara Jingxian.

Already, 47 years, right?

His name is Qianlong, also called Aixinjueluo Hongli.Hearing what Bai Wuchang said, he is the golden boy under the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, the beloved disciple of Emperor Ziwei. This time, he joined the royal family in the lower realm, and he was naturally contaminated with a lot of dust and could not return to heaven. What he has to do now is to go to the world and return to the gods. bit.And this time again, he is waiting for his unfilial son in this life—Yongyan.

——"Nizi!!!"

In the white light, he felt nothing in his mind, and then there was a sharp pain, and a lot of memories flooded him. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious!

After all, Qianlong, like Huang Mafa, was a man who had been an emperor for many years. In just a moment, he already figured out the reason why Yongyan would push him down.

...Can't tolerate another existence that cannot be crossed?Qianlong closed his eyes and sorted out all the messy things in his mind, only to feel that his hands were getting more and more blue veins.

After finally merging that powerful memory, Emperor Qianlong raised his eyes with a "swipe--" and the laser light in his eyes was shining all over the place, but his whole body trembled. , so he lowered his eyes in relief.

But who would have known that in that mediocre state, the seemingly incompetent Qianlong had actually changed into a powerful soul?

Qianlong, ten years - really good!

Drowsy in the early morning, Emperor Qianlong squinted his eyes and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation, his mind was heavy, apparently he hadn't recovered yet.From a distance, he saw a bright yellow shadow, with wide sleeves, and a long skirt that dragged the floor...the whole body is upright, isn't it the wife he is marrying, the current Empress Xiaoxian?

Emperor Qianlong's steady footsteps suddenly faltered, and a strange idea popped up in his mind: The current empress is the Fucha clan, so what about Xian'er?His step-queen, Ulanara Jingxian?

"... Your Majesty?" Wu Shulai, who was his close attendant, naturally noticed the strangeness of Emperor Qianlong. He stopped a step away from Emperor Qianlong, held Fuchen's eyes in doubt, and asked softly.

Qianlong's body froze, squinting his eyes and looking at the bright yellow shadow in the distance, remembering that year after he died, when he floated to the Yonghe Palace, the most understanding woman in his heart said with a sneer: "Heh How could that bitch of the Fucha family know that the Empress Dowager position was taken by me, the woman she despises the most? It's not in vain for those son-in-law soups she bestowed back then!"

Absolutely Soup...

At that time, Emperor Qianlong, who was already in a state of soul, was silent for a while, trying not to go to the underworld and avoid the danger of being reincarnated. He just stayed in the Yonghe Palace for more than a month. He knew during the period... definitely better than what he knew before he was alive. dash.

It was the thunderous thunder that shocked him, and he was pulled out of Yanxi Palace by Black and White Wuchang with the seductive rope. From a distance, he heard a voice, which was unfinished, but it was so heart-piercing.That, the empress who had been neglected by him for many years and was finally abandoned, Nala Jingxian: "It's not like that dead woman Nala Jingxian. After so many years, I can't find a single place. Fortunately..."

In fact, Emperor Qianlong was still curious about the empress Xiao Chunyi who was in the same state of soul and body as him, why his empress Xiao Chunyi was still wandering in this palace after so many years, but this curiosity could not erase his curiosity after knowing the truth anger!Such monstrous anger.

He didn't listen to all the next words, but Qianlong remained silent.Of course he knew what Queen Xiaoyichun said next, it was nothing more than luckily His Majesty didn't like her, and then...he saw her again in the underworld, she was still young, she was so beautiful, she showed her every gesture. The demeanor of all women...

Queen, his queen!

Emperor Qianlong was silent for a while, then turned his footsteps, his voice was cold but unwavering, "Go to Yikun Palace." After speaking, Emperor Qianlong took a big stride, ignoring the man who had obviously seen him, and The Fucha family was waiting for him to pass by with a soft smile on his face.Wu Shulai's expression froze, and his thoughts paused for a rare moment. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the bright yellow figure, stretched out his hand to summon the apprentice on the side and whispered a few words, then turned his head and quickly followed Hongli's pace.

then……

The dignified head of the Qing Dynasty paused, and looked at the figure who was walking away in front of him rather strangely. The Yikun Palace, if he remembered correctly, was the bedroom of Concubine Xian... When will my master Have your preferences become so weird?Thinking of Concubine Xian's face that resembled the late emperor, Wu Shulai twitched violently, twitching the corners of his mouth to keep up.

Alas, it is always the matter of the master's family. What else do they have to say when they are slaves?But now there is still a queen dowager.

Therefore, today's Yikun Palace is extremely lively.

Qianlong stared at the very familiar face on the opposite side, and had to look up to the sky and sigh with emotion: Although he wanted to make up for Xianer, but... such a cold face is really, really... hard to say!

The author has something to say: going back to the embrace of school...

If you don't keep claws, let Qian Xiaolong die without a place to bury~~QVQ

Little Draw Dragon: TAT, let's leave a paw for the sake of my sincere repentance!Grandpa still wants to see Xian'er [twist face]

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