overthrow the prince

December 12th in the [-]th year of Yongzheng.

It is night, the bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are lonely.

The cold moonlight shines down, projecting through the gaps in the branches on the ground paved with bluestone slabs, mottled.

"Baoqing, Baoqing..."

A subtle but clear call sounded in Yinti's ears, and he opened his chaotic eyes and tried his best to look.

"Baocheng, is that you?"

In fact, he didn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly, but guessed based on years of impressions and familiar figure.

"26 years, brother. Haven't you had enough of these days?"

Yinfeng's voice was clear and light, with an indescribable sense of alienation, which made Yinti a little distracted.

Why not enough?He was already trapped so close to going crazy!Yinti clenched his fist when he heard the words, but there was no abnormal expression on his face.

"Brother, would you like to come with me?"

Yinfeng didn't seem to notice Yinti's instantly stiff expression, but asked with a light smile, his expression was much softer than before.

"You, are you here to pick me up?"

Although he has been ill for a long time, Yinti's mind is still not confused. He clearly remembers that Yinti went there ten years ago.What's more, the person who appeared in front of him was not the downcast appearance when he last saw him more than ten years ago, but the proud and self-willed boy he was familiar with in his memory.

Yinfeng smiled and said nothing, maybe Yinti didn't notice it, but he didn't ignore the looming expectation in his tone.

"Brother, don't you want to?"

After not getting a response from Yinti for a long time, Yinfeng finally couldn't help asking, looking a little impatient.

"I'll go with you." Yinti nodded heavily.

What is there to hesitate? His life, in the 47th year of Kangxi, can actually be declared a sentence.

Yinfeng smiled when he heard the words, turned around and walked away without saying a word.

"Baocheng, don't go..."

Yinti stretched out his hand to grab him, but unexpectedly, he was so violent that he woke up.

He suddenly sat up, only to feel a blur in front of his eyes, and his figure was suddenly a little unstable, and he felt better after being supported by the people beside him and sitting quietly for a while.

"Master, what's the matter with you? Do you want to send the imperial doctor to see?"

Yinti's concubine, Guo Shi, asked anxiously. Although the whole family was confined within the high wall, Yinti was still her only support.

"I'm fine, you go down first, and leave me alone for a while."

Yinti waved his hand, signaling Guo Shi to go out first, he wanted to be alone, his mind was in a mess right now.

The dream just now was so real that it was hard for him to believe it was just a dream.

But if it wasn't a dream, how could he and Yinfeng get along so peacefully? Yinti smiled self-deprecatingly.

"...The servant girl will go down first, please call me if you have something to do."

Because Yinti's health was not very good after autumn, Guo was worried that he would be alone, but he did not dare to disobey his wishes.

After Guo Shi left, Yinti closed his eyes again, and what appeared in his mind was the figure of the person who had been entangled with him for half his life.

Going back 30 years, if someone told Yinti that he would miss Yinfeng one day, he would definitely laugh his ass off.

He thought about Yinfeng, how could this be possible, he thought that it would be almost as good as his death.

However, in the 47 years after the 20th year of Kangxi, the person Yinti thought about the most was precisely Yinfeng.

From the innocent and cute child, to the handsome and intelligent boy, to the flamboyant man who competes with him...

There are almost traces of Yinti's involvement in every stage of Yinreng's life, and vice versa.

From childhood intimacy, to teenage years drifting apart, and then to life-and-death struggle later, they finally became strangers.

Yinti thought about it, then closed his eyes again, and in a haze, he saw that familiar figure again.

On December 12th, the [-]th year of Yongzheng, the elder brother Yinti died.

If the story can end here, Yinti will not have any complaints against God.

He had really had enough of the 26-year life in the confinement of "not seeing the sun".

However, what fate gave Yinti was not the long-awaited relief.

On February 11th, the [-]th year of Kangxi, Zhongcui Palace.

Holding her newborn son in her arms, the nobleman Nala's beautiful face showed no joy.

Nine days ago, the young emperor lost his only legitimate son, his No.4 son who died prematurely in less than two years.Unlike Chengrui, Chengqing and the unnamed eldest daughter of the emperor, Chenghu's death undoubtedly hit Kangxi the hardest.When the entire Forbidden City was shrouded in a heavy shadow because of the empress' grief, it was impossible for a child born of a concubine to attract any special attention.

Yinti didn't show any emotion about his untimely birth, because he didn't have time.

What he couldn't understand was why he was dragged back to the starting point of his life when he was finally looking forward to relief.

Wanfo, do you think I wasn't played enough in my previous life?Yinti cried out in his heart with infinite sorrow.

After more than 20 years of confinement, he saw clearly many facts that he had never seen before.

Although his Huang Ama still regarded him seriously, in his mind, that position had never been related to him.

Except for Yinreng in the early years and Yinzhen later, he never considered the third candidate at all.

Since it is unlikely that what he could not obtain in his previous life would be obtained in this life, then why did he come back?

Yinti hugged his white and tender little feet and gnawed on them, while thinking with his still not very bright little brain. After thinking for more than half a year, he still couldn't find the answer.Yinti is not a person who loves to be stubborn. He always adheres to the principle of "there must be a way for a car to reach the mountain". If he can't figure it out, he doesn't force it. Living a small life, no matter what you want to do, you have to wait until you can talk and run away.

Although he had been the eldest brother for decades in his previous life, Yinti was not the eldest son of Kangxi. There were four elder brothers above him—although the first three were Chengrui, Chenghu and Chengqing when he was born. They have already gone—because of the fact that he was neither a direct wife nor a long-term elder, Kangxi paid very little attention to Yinti. Apart from abandoning the word "Cheng" used by the three sons who died young, and naming him Baoqing, come to Yinti. The number of times I saw him was countless.

But Yinti didn't care. After all, he lived over 60 years old in his previous life. He really couldn't do it like a real baby in front of Kangxi and Nalashi, so he could spend less time with them. He is actually very happy to make some contacts.

It's a pity that the only one Yinti can escape is Kangxi. As for his mother Nalashi, it is estimated that he cannot escape before he moved to the elder brother's house at the age of six.

"You said this kid, why is he so quiet? Thinking back, Chengqing wasn't like that..."

After all, it was a woman who had given birth to two sons, and Nalashi keenly felt the difference between the two children.

"Longsheng's nine sons each have their own preferences, and the fifth elder brother has a stable nature. This is the master's blessing."

Mother Fang stood respectfully beside Nalashi, and said with a warm smile.She is Nalashi's nanny, an old man she brought from Nala's house when she entered the palace, she has always won her trust, and Nalashi would say what she said just now in front of her.

"Hehe..." Yinti happened to be awake at the moment, and couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard Nanny Fang's words "naturally stable".

As the saying goes, three years old is old, and seven years old is old.But he is not yet one year old, so she can see that he is stable, isn't it because he seldom cries, and he will take the initiative to remind him if there is any need for shush and umm, and there is nothing else...

Hearing Yinti's laughter, Nalashi knew that he was awake, and hurriedly asked the palace servants to carry him over and into his arms.

"Look at our fifth elder brother, how cute he is when he smiles, the emperor will definitely like it when he sees..."

Although Yinti doesn't seem to be favored at the moment, he is one of the only two sons of Kangxi who are still alive. If he can get the Sacred Heart... Mother Fang will naturally know a little about his master's thoughts. These words were said according to her heart.

"Apart from Kunning Palace, Yanxi Palace is the place the emperor has visited the most recently, right?"

Nala's words seem to have nothing to do with the previous article, but Ma Jia, a nobleman in Yanxi Palace, is the biological mother of Saiyinchahun, another prince of Kangxi. The implication of Nala's words is very obvious. The fourth eldest brother in name, but actually the eldest son, is more favored than his own Baoqing.

Facing the fleeting gloomy look in his mother's eyes, Yinti curled his lips in disdain. Seeing Nalashi's surprised face, he quickly squeezed out a weird smile and grabbed the hair on her head with his small hands. Hairpin let out a coordinated "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", which attracted her attention away.

"So what? The little elder brother in Yanxi Palace is a frail and sick master, who knows if he can grow up?"

The palace is full of yin and grievances, and the little brothers and princesses are not easy to raise. Counting from the sixth year of Kangxi, the emperor has obtained five elder brothers and two princesses, but the number of them still is less than half , and apart from Yinti, Ergege and Siager are not in good health, and they are supported by soup and medicine all the year round.

"Mother, be careful!" Although Nanny Fang's words were pleasant, Nalashi still ordered with a serious look.It's good to know some things in your heart, so why bother to say them out, the most indispensable in this palace are villains who listen to the corners and spread rumors, even in their own palace, they have to act cautiously.

It turned out that the mother saw the situation in the palace very clearly, Yinti chewed his thumb with relish, thinking seriously.In the early days of the Kangxi Dynasty, Ma Jia was indeed favored, otherwise she would not have given birth to five sons and one daughter for Huang Ama in just ten years.But Saiyinchahun, he really doesn't want him to worry about it. Among the five sons born to Ma Jia, except for the youngest Yinzhi, everyone else is transparent in Yinti's eyes and is not worth mentioning.

Only Yinzhi, thinking of the third younger brother who finally drove him into the abyss in the previous life, Yinti narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Maybe it was because of the baby's lack of expressive ability, the squinting of Yinti's eyes indicated that he was sleepy in Nalashi's eyes, so she kissed him twice vigorously, and then called the wet nurse to hold Yinti down.It's winter now, Yinti is wrapped tightly, so the wet nurse ignores the crimson color on her little master's face.

What a big man you are!It's so shameful to be hugged and kissed by my mother!

Yinti raised his hand to wipe his face in infinite grief and indignation, and kept thinking in his heart, Grandpa is going to grow up!Grandpa is going to grow up...

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