Eighty-eight through the return of pearls in Qianlong

The heavy cloud covered the entire sky without any light, and the plain white curtains in Kunning Palace wrapped the whole palace tightly, and the spring garden full of gardens looked gloomy under the white curtains. Pale, a sense of desolation enveloped the entire palace.Nanny Rong was wearing filial piety clothes and knelt in front of the mourning hall, throwing paper money into the brazier, her old face already wet with tears.

Without any warning, Yong Xin stood dumbly in front of the queen's mourning hall, raised her hand to touch her cheek, tears poured out like a fountain, and her pale thin lips trembled uncontrollably.Slowly moving heavy steps, he seemed to have walked for a long time in just a few steps, slowly touched the huge coffin with trembling hands, put his head on it and choked, "Mother Huang, you are too selfish Alright, leave me alone."

With the support of the nuns, the queen mother staggered and staggered into the gate of Kunning Palace, "Queen, the good daughter-in-law of the Ai family...how did you walk in front of the Ai family? You made the Ai family white-haired Send the black-haired man..." The mournful voice added another layer of sadness to the Kunning Palace, the plain white color burned everyone's eyes, and the hanging curtain fluttered in the wind, shattering everyone's hopes. Erase it.

Yinhu frowned tightly, Shen Jiong's eyes were filled with deep sadness, he did not expect the queen to pass away suddenly, and he left in such a hurry, without giving anyone a chance to see her for the last time, just like that alone quietly leave.With a long sigh, he stepped forward to support the empress dowager who was already sobbing, and softly comforted him: "Emperor Niang, you must mourn and take care of yourself, otherwise the empress will feel uneasy when she sees you so sad."

"Emperor, empress, she has been working hard for others all her life, and she has never thought about herself. She has suffered so much." The voice of the queen mother had already choked up, and she was just trying to get the blessing for Yongzheng, seeing that the marriage was about to be decided. He came down, but the queen couldn't even wait for these few days, so she left in a hurry.

"Yeah, it's hard to be a queen these years." Yinhu frowned and raised her eyes to look at the plain white curtain, feeling bitter in her heart. This strong and unyielding woman spent her whole life protecting her child, but When happiness was within reach, she left quietly in the saddest way.The only thing left to future generations is the deep thoughts of her. The queen will abide by the oath and love Yongzheng with all her heart. No matter what happens, I will protect him under my arms and prevent anyone from hurting him. of.

Nanny Rong raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, stood up staggeringly and looked around the mourning hall for a week, then slowly came to Yong Xin's side, took his hand, suppressed the tears in her eyes and said: " Elder Brother Twelve, the empress once gave this old slave a letter, asking him to hand it over to you after she passes away." Trembling, she put her hand into her sleeve, and Nurse Rong put the letter into Yongxi's hand Then, with a relieved smile on his old face, he made a blessing to Yongzheng, "Brother Twelve, this old slave can no longer serve you in the future, you have to take good care of yourself."

Yong Xing felt that the person in front of him was a bit weird, he held the letter in his hand tightly, and just wanted to go forward to pull the crooked body who turned away.But that body suddenly rushed straight towards a thick pillar in the main hall, and all the crying stopped suddenly, and Mammy Rong's head hit the stone pillar heavily, and streams of blood flowed along him. The forehead of her forehead snaked down, and her body fell quietly to the ground like a residual leaf.

"Nurse Rong..." Yongzhen rushed towards the old man lying in a pool of blood, but when he was about to touch her, he was stopped by the servants on the side, "Let me go, let me go ..."

"Brother Twelve, calm down, Nanny Rong has already gone with the Queen."

"Gone? They're all gone? But why did you leave me alone..." Yongzheng's body softened in an instant, and he felt that everything in front of him was spinning, and the gentle words of Queen Mother seemed to be in his ears, and he stretched out his hand He wanted to catch the person who was far away from him, but that person was getting farther and farther away from him, tears blurred his eyes again, and murmured: "Emperor Niang..."

Qianqing Palace

Quietly watching the sleeping person on the bed, the frowning between his brows seemed to never be healed, and the tears in the corners of his eyes revealed the sadness in his heart.The eyelashes fluttering on the eyelids trembled slightly, and Yinhu stretched out his hand to gently caress Yongzheng's thin and pale cheeks. He knew that the queen's sudden death had brought him a heavy blow, otherwise the always strong person would not cry to fainting.

Leaning down, she kissed softly on the trembling eyelids, and murmured: "Yongxi, your mother-in-law is gone, but I am by your side." People who haven't eaten for a few days, this time He was haggard from time to time, his whole body lost a lot of weight, and his already slender body became even thinner.

A string of teardrops flowed from the corner of his eyes, and the gentle words in his ears made the sleeping person feel a little bit of warmth, Yong Xin bit his lips and slowly opened his eyes, closed his eyes and looked at the same sad person in front of him, the corners of his lips curled up A bitter smile.He raised his arms and hugged the man in front of him, his heartache made him unbearable, "Huang Ama, why did Huang Erniang leave me behind, I miss her so much."

"Good boy, everything will be fine." Yinhu hugged the slightly trembling person in front of him, let him lean on his shoulders, and gently stroked his hair, "Don't cry anymore, you've been like this forever How can mother rest assured... well, get up and eat something."

Yongzhen shook his head, curled up and snuggled into Yinhu's arms, "I'm not hungry." He felt that his stomach was full, and no matter how delicious the meal was in front of his eyes, it would not arouse his interest at all. appetite.

Yinhu frowned slightly, picked up a soft pillow and put it behind him, then stood up and went to the front of the table, picked up a bowl of porridge and sat next to him again, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it, After trying to see if it was not hot, he handed it to Yong Xin's lips, "Open your mouth and eat it, I don't want to sleep with my arms around a skeleton in the future."

"Skeleton?!" Yongzhen raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him with a tender face in confusion. After a while, he understood the meaning, and a faint blush crept up on his pale cheeks, "Huang Ama, are you still doing this?" Are you in the mood to make fun of me?" Even though he said that, he felt warm in his heart when he saw the porridge delivered to his mouth, the emperor of the ninety-five lord was feeding him like a little maid, and he was also careful. Let the porridge cool down.

"Who is in the mood to make you happy? If you fall ill again, how can I explain to your mother-in-law? I promised her to take good care of you." Yinhu stuffed the porridge from the spoon into Yongzheng's mouth , "Eat all of these, or I will hold the porridge in front of you like this."

Yongzhen smiled bitterly, the emperor in front of him was like a child, sitting motionless in front of him with porridge, slowly raised his hand to take the bowl in Yinhu's hand, "I'll just eat it." Porridge is sweet , but the entrance was hard to swallow. Glancing at the person sitting in front of him watching him eat, he finally gritted his teeth and ate the porridge.

"It seems that I, the emperor, still has some status in your eyes." Yinhu took the empty bowl in Yongzhen's hand and said happily, put the empty bowl on the small table beside the bed, put his arms around Yongzhen, and said softly : "Yongzhen, after your mother-in-law's funeral is over, I will take you to a place."

"I don't want to go anywhere."

"Isn't it okay to accompany Huang Ama?" Yinhu gently touched Yongzhen's cheeks, frowned and asked softly, "Could it be that your empress mother has left, and you put me in the cold palace? "

"What nonsense, you are the emperor, who dares to put you in the cold palace." Yongzhen rolled his eyes fiercely, and pulled the hands off his face angrily, thinking of the queen mother made his heart ache.

The days passed quietly, and the queen's funeral finally came to an end, but the sorrow still lingered in the imperial city, making those who missed her painful.

Yongzhen walked slowly along the path in the palace, wandering aimlessly, since the Queen Mother passed away, and the Empress Dowager also fell ill due to excessive grief, no one mentioned the matter of marrying him , It also reduced his troubles a lot.With a long sigh, he raised his head and looked at the closed gate of Kunning Palace. The Empress was no longer there. She raised her hand and gently opened the door and walked into the courtyard. The tidy courtyard can be seen at a glance by someone cleaning it. Pass.

His eyes swept over the familiar plants and trees in the courtyard, he walked along the familiar stone path, stopped in front of the queen's room, closed his eyes and rubbed open the door, as if he could still smell the queen's fragrance through his nostrils. The familiar smell of incense on Er Niang's body, the faint fragrance made him seem to return to the past.

Walking forward according to the memory, I have to touch every place I pass for a while, feeling the breath of the former owner here, and finally Yongxin sat down at the table, picked up the teacup on the table and put it on his cheek.He didn't dare to open his eyes, he was afraid to see the empty room, "Mother Huang, how are you now? Do you know how much my son misses you?" Rubbing the teacup in his hand, he recalled the teacup given to him by the Empress after school. The appearance of pouring tea, the gentle smile is always so soft.

Yinhu stood outside the door, watching the lonely figure silently. Ever since the queen passed away, Yongzheng had sealed himself up, and if he continued like this, he was really afraid that he would torture him and fall ill.Sighing silently, he stepped into Jimen, came to the table and sat down, picked up the teapot on the table, filled a cup of tea and handed it to Yongxin's lips.

Yong Xin still closed his eyes, opened his mouth slightly to drink the tea in the teacup, a smile appeared on his lips, and said lightly: "Emperor Niang will not let me drink herbal tea."

"There is no one here, where do you ask Zhen Shang to get you hot tea?" Putting down the teacup in his hand, he stretched out his hand to hold Yong Xin's hand, and said in a low voice: "I will take you out of the palace for a walk." Pull up the person sitting at the table and walk out the door. He must be taken away from this sad place, otherwise he will always imprison himself in sadness.

"Huang Ama, where are you taking me?" Yongzheng opened his eyes suddenly, but he had already been pulled out of Kunning Palace by Yinhu, and the carriage was already prepared outside the palace gate.Without getting any answers, others have been dragged up.Before Yinhu came, he changed into casual clothes, took the reins from the guards, jumped into the carriage and drove out of the imperial city.

Yong Xing lifted the curtain of the car to look at the person sitting outside, frowned slightly and asked, "Huang Ama, where are we going?" In the Kunning Palace, the next moment he was pulled outside the palace.

"You'll know in a while." Yinhu Chaoyongzhen smiled slightly, raised the whip in his hand, and drove the car towards the outside of the city.Gradually, a dense forest appeared in front of the eyes, the carriage slowly moved forward in the forest, the sunlight passed through the leaves and formed spots of light and shadow on the ground, and the sound of running water came from the ears.Yong Xing leaned against the car window, watching the flashing scenery by the car window, the fresh air rushed towards him, mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers.

The carriage finally stopped at the foot of a mountain. Yinhu lifted the curtain and pulled the carriage out of the carriage. The two walked up the mountain along the narrow path, and a thatched cottage slowly appeared in front of them. The house was not far away. There are gurgling mountain streams everywhere, lush forests behind, and a flat land in front of the house, from which you can overlook the scenery of the whole mountain.

"I have also prepared a few jars of good wine. We will not return today if we are not drunk." Yinhu pulled Yongzheng to the stone table in the thatched cottage, pushed him to sit on the stone bench, turned around and walked into the house holding the wine in one hand. A jar of wine came out, "One jar for each person."

Yong Xin curled his lips and looked at the wine jar in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Huang Ama, you know that I get drunk when I drink, but you give me another jar, isn't it obvious that you want to get me drunk?" He is not a fool, so How could he fail to see the obvious move?

"Get drunk and sleep, your spirit will be much better, don't think about those sad things anymore, you can't always keep yourself closed." Yinhu opened the wine jar on the table and handed it to Yongzheng, " Come, let me drink with you."

The corners of his lips curved slightly, Yong Xin could see that everything in front of him was carefully prepared for him by Huang Ama, he picked up the wine jar and handed it to his lips, the cool wine poured into his throat, bringing bursts of coolness ... Drinking one sip after another, several empty wine jars appeared on the ground after a while, and Yong Xing stared sleepily at the last jar of wine on the table and murmured: "Huang Ama... these two jars It's mine."

"Two jars?" Yinhu was stunned for a moment, there was only one jar of wine on the table, then he said with a smile: "Yongxi, I think you are drunk, please take a good look at how many jars of wine are on the table."

"You're just drunk. I'm very sober. It's obviously two jars of wine... No, it's four jars!" Yongzhen lay down on the table, reaching out to get the wine, but he didn't grab it after shaking it in front of him for a long time. He stopped, frowned and said angrily: "Huang Ama, don't fight with me, put the wine jar on the table."

Yinhu rested his head on his hand, watched the scene in front of him with great interest, finally grabbed the hand dangling in the air, stood up and took the drunk man away, and said with a smile: "I'm not drunk yet, even I can't see anything."

"Who can't see clearly...it's obvious that you are robbing me..." Yongzheng leaned in Yinhu's arms and burped, with a faint blush on his cheeks, his slightly squinted eyes had already lost focus, and snuggled together He was breathing heavily in Yinhu's arms.

Yinhu gently put him on the bed, and rubbed his fingers lightly on his cheeks, which were hot from drunkenness. His teeth were closed, his uvula was wrapped around his upper tongue, greedily sucking the sweetness in his mouth.