The king of Qiongyao is auspicious

He shook his head and followed Keshan to leave Shufangzhai. He was actually quite clear about what happened. Ever since he left Jingzhou, Gege had been obsessed with seducing General Tatara in every possible way. He said that after he entered the palace, he didn't want to hurt the son's heart, so he dragged it on until now. He didn't expect that this time he would make the son so sad... maybe it was sad, but more, he should feel ashamed Well, if this matter is found out, Prince Duan's Mansion will be over...

"Ah——!!" Walking out of the gate of Shufangzhai, there was a shrill cry from behind. It was the voice of the new moon. Keshan knew that she had heard what he said just now, and things would change later. What it will be depends on her own choice. If she still insists on going her own way, then he doesn't care about this family relationship that has nothing but blood... "My son..." Mang Gutai looked at Keshan's small figure , just standing in the sun like this, looking so lonely and lonely, his master is only six years old, that is the age that should be protected by his parents, brothers and sisters, why, he must be left alone, Take on such a heavy responsibility...

"Mang Gutai, let's go." "Yes!" The two figures, one big and one small, one tall and one short, gradually moved away and disappeared among the flowers. From the gate of Shufangzhai, two slender and graceful figures walked out. "It seems that Prince Duan gave birth to a good son~" "Compared to the one in the back room, it is indeed not on the same level. I really don't know if Xinyue and him were born by the same father~" "Well~ this one is just I can ask Xinyue's mother, after all, even Prince Duan himself, I'm afraid he can't see the color on his hat~" "That's true! But Ziwei, that little swallow was beaten like that by my lady , you think she has no chance of recovering?" "Well... Your lady's whip was taught by Mr. Augustine himself, and if you go down to fifty whips, I guess..." "Oh, Miss is getting tougher now, What kind of man do I have to find in the future to be worthy of her..." "In that case, you can only ask my lord, Jin Suo..." "That's the same..." Hey, let me say you two Isn't this topic too far away? Hey! !

The author has something to say: Poor Keshan, it’s okay, I believe there will be thousands of older sisters willing to love you! !

Baozi is injured

"What? You said that Xinyue left Beijing at her own request and wanted to go back to Shengjing to guard the spirit of her parents?" Qianlong, who was sitting in the Qianqing Palace and approving the memorial, looked at the little figure kneeling on the ground in disbelief, his eyes narrowed slightly. For one thing, this child must have been forced to the point of no choice. At this age, he was forced to take on the fate and honor of the entire palace. Thinking of Twelve, who was so innocently protected by the queen, the expression on Qianlong's face also changed. He has to warm up, "get up first." For such a child, he can't be harsh.

"I will think carefully about what you said. However, Keshan, I promise you that from today on, no matter what Xinyue does, it has nothing to do with Prince Duan's mansion, and it has nothing to do with you, do you understand?" Keshan Shan suddenly raised his head, his immature face was full of astonishment, his big black eyes slowly filled with water vapor, "Thank you... Your Majesty's grace—" "Okay, don't think too much, you are still young, Learn something from the emperor's uncle, it will be good for you in the future, go back, I have my own plans for the new moon." "Yes, thank you, the emperor!"

Seeing Keshan's small figure disappearing outside the door, Qianlong put down the Zhu Zhu in his hand, rubbed his forehead and poured it into the chair behind him, not only about Xinyue, but also about little Yanzi, Yongqi, and Ziwei. It was resolved as soon as possible. I don’t know why. Recently, I always feel an urge to end everything. It turns out that I will be tired too... (No, Hongli is wrong, it’s just that your mother and I are eager to end It’s only the insane chapters that make you have this illusion...) "Wu Shulai! Is there a class in the Shangshufang today?" "Go back to the emperor, it’s time for lunch, and the prince is eating at the Chuxiu Palace today." "Really, Put on Chuxiu Palace!" "Hey~"

After finishing the morning class, I was chatting with the queen at Abuka in the Chuxiu Palace while waiting for the meal. Yong Xing and Yong Xing have been getting close to Ke Shan recently, and they hang out every day. Today, I guess they are in Ah Ge again. The task left to them was the previous few days of research.The Thirteenth Master was sitting in the pavilion in the garden of the Chuxiu Palace, and Odin was standing beside him, watching him drinking tea while listening to Jingxian and Abuka gossiping about family affairs. This scene made him look different from his appearance. So young, but a little more years of precipitation and vicissitudes.

"The emperor is here—" Wu Shulai's shrill voice interrupted the chat between the two sisters. Master Thirteen raised his head, looked at the bright yellow figure walking from the other side of the yard, and raised his eyebrows calmly. "Greetings to the emperor, good luck to the emperor~" Jingxian and Abuka stood up to greet the emperor, "No, get up quickly. Hongli greets the emperor, the emperor is auspicious." "Well, sit down." Put down the tea in your hand Jing He gestured for him to sit down, and after he sat down, Abuka and Jing Xian sat down next to him one by one, "Tell me, what's the matter."

In this country, the king of the country should come here during the time when he should be approving memorials in the Qianqing Palace and waiting for the meal to be passed on. If you dare to say that it’s okay, the Lord will definitely beat you to the point where you can’t take care of yourself!Seeing the message conveyed by Master Thirteen's dark eyes, Qianlong twitched his mouth with tingling scalp, "...Uncle Emperor... What are your plans for Yongqi..." Little Yanzi and Xinyue They are not his daughters, he has no burden, but Yongqi is different, he is not only his child, but also has the status of a prince, which cannot be handled casually, so Qianlong, who has been depressed for several days, finally still Mo Zhe came to discuss with Master Thirteen.

"Why, are you reluctant to part with that precious son of yours?" Thirteenth Master raised his eyebrows and asked leisurely.Qianlong frowned, and said helplessly, "Maybe, after all, he is my son. I really can't bear to abandon him..." The Thirteenth Lord looked at him and sighed softly after a long time, "It's just your temper , at that time, how could the ghost be so obsessed that Yonghuang was forced to death... Forget about it, if you really don't want to part with that fifth elder brother, I won't be stingy with the medicine in your hand. Go fill him with a bottle, I guarantee that he will forget everything, and you can just teach him from the beginning, it’s really not good, I love Xinjueluo’s family, and I don’t mind raising him for a lifetime.” Qianlong couldn’t help being stunned when he heard the words , Forget everything... have you... Thinking of Yong Qi's determined eyes on Little Yanzi, Qianlong's eyes darkened, "Then, I will trouble the emperor..." After all, Yong Qi is the child he has loved for so many years, He really couldn't bear to give up just like that, the uncle's method, perhaps, could make him a reborn Yong Qi!

"Then, Uncle Huang, Hongli is leaving." Qianlong, who hadn't eaten yet, twitched the corners of his mouth and suppressed his desire to The impulse to burst into tears, thinking of the pile of memorials on the table that seemed never to be finished, cast a mournful glance at the Thirteenth Master, who was surrounded by Abuka and Jingxian talking and relieved his boredom, and got up helplessly to leave. Before leaving, he gave his empress a very sad look, woo woo, he also wants Jing Xian to eat with him, uncle, you have Abuka, so don’t grab Jing Xian from me again, okay? Mouth! ! ! !

Seeing Qianlong walking out of the garden of Chuxiu Palace step by step and turning his head three times, Abuka and Jingxian couldn't hide the smiles on their mouths, they burst out laughing, anyway, it doesn't matter how they look in front of the master~ After laughing Seeing that he couldn't come to lunch for half an hour, Jing Xian glanced at Abuka who was beside him, suddenly covered the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and said to Lord Thirteen, "Master, there is something I forgot You never told me, how old is Abuka?" When the Queen asked this, Abuka and Lord Thirteen were stunned for a moment, apparently not knowing why she suddenly asked this question.

"Master, don't blame Xian'er for talking too much. The princesses in this palace usually start preparing wedding dresses when they are thirteen or fourteen years old. I think Abuka should be more than this age. Do you have to worry about it too?" She's going to plan~" Looking at these two, she knew that they hadn't thought of that place yet, Jing Xian rubbed her forehead helplessly, "You~ don't you want Abuka to never get married~" It was because of this at the beginning , both Nu Dahai and Hongli are both scorned by the master. Nudahai is okay, at least he can guarantee that he only loves Yanji and will never take concubines, but Hongli is pitiful. Not to mention that the first emperor ordered Empress Xiaoxian to be his concubine Fujin, and then he had to deliberately let Huixian be the only one in order to cover himself, so that she lived in the harem for so many years in peace, although she didn't know it for a while. Why did he suddenly smoke like the first emperor, but at least he is sober now, but it is a pity that he has too many old debts, and he has long been remembered by the master, so Hongli, who is a cup of tea, has since been in the residence of Prince Yeli. I haven't been given a good face by my master... So, how much do you obsess about your own daughter, Mr. Shisan! Huh!

"Sister Xian! Abuka doesn't want to get married!" Hearing what Jing Xian said, Master Thirteen obviously began to think, the corners of his light-colored lips twitched slightly, as if to say something, "Ah, so it's been so long, although Not reconciled, but you are still at this age? But looking around, who in the Qing Dynasty is worthy of my Abuka? Tsk, this problem is really a headache, it's annoying, what is it?