Forty-eight through the return of the pearl: the pearl of the king

Yinzhen just got the news and knew that Xiaojian had been successfully captured, but he also heard that something happened to Yinhu's side, before he had time to worry, another guard came to report that Qinggege's little swallow and All his accomplices have been subdued, and the brigade is now escorting the Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, Empress and a group of female relatives back to the palace.

After questioning the guards carefully and knowing that Yinhu was not affected and the rest of the people were fine, Yinzhen felt relieved and ordered the imperial guards to escort Xiaojian Xiaoyanzi and others to the prison of the Ministry of Punishments for disposal.

The waiting time was really tormenting. Yinzhen originally wanted to go directly out of the palace to pick up people, but was afraid of causing trouble, so he couldn't sit still in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and couldn't read a single word when he picked up the booklet, so he had to fill the room. The child paced back and forth in circles.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Yinhu to come back safely. It wasn't until he saw the person with his own eyes and hugged him firmly in his arms that Yinzhen really let go of his hanging heart.

After dismissing the crowd, the two held hands and went to talk in the east ear room of the apse.

Yinzhen pulled Yinhu to look him over carefully, and seeing that he was indeed unharmed, he said, "Tell me, why did that bird go to Yongfu Temple? I heard that it kidnapped that one?"

Yinhu was still a little dazed at the moment, and said slowly: "I don't really know, it seems that I went for Xia Ziwei, but at that time I was knocked out by her, so I didn't bother to ask. How about sending someone Go call her over and ask?"

"Let's talk about it, there's no rush." ​​Yinzhen just said that casually. He didn't want to be disturbed at the moment, so he changed the subject and asked, "Is our child good today? Are you scared?"

Yinhu smiled, and said seriously: "He wasn't frightened, but I was."

Yinzhen also smiled: "Then what should we do?"

"How to do this..." Yinhu put his arms around his neck, raised his head slightly, and parted his red lips lightly.

Yin Zhen's eyes darkened, and his breathing also increased unconsciously. He bent down gently and touched lightly.

After August, Xia Ziwei, who was out of the filial piety period, took her maid, Jin Suo, to marry far away in Mongolia, and there was no more news, only vaguely heard that she had no worries about food and clothing, and that her husband treated her very well, so she thought she was having a good time.

Xiao Jian quietly disappeared in the depths of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment as a traitor of the White Lotus Sect, and no one thought of it again.

The Rongjun Palace changed its owner, and the young Duke died young, leaving only a family of orphans and widows guarding the empty house.At the gate of the city, the young man took one last look in the direction of the imperial city, then turned his head and walked towards the carriage not far away, where the only person he loved was waiting for him.

Yong Qi finally chose Little Swallow, maybe she is his disaster.In exchange for saving Little Swallow's life, mother, wives and concubines, status, wealth, and even their only son were all left behind without hesitation.

At least they will live their lives without worrying about food and clothing, but little Yanzi is the only one left.Thinking of this, Yong Qi hugged the people around her pitifully, and sighed deeply: Poor little Yanzi, she still doesn't know that she can no longer have children.

It's a pity that the person in his arms didn't understand his heartache, and his smiling face darkened when he heard his sigh: "Why are you sighing?! Are you regretting it? Okay! You go! I don't care about you Come with me, just go back and be your prince!"

Yong Qi hurriedly apologized, and coaxed the angry little Yanzi affectionately.

The carriage gradually went away and disappeared at the end of the road, but the people in the carriage would never know what kind of heartache and pain those people who were not cared about by him would experience after he left.

And all of these, for more people, are just irrelevant stories.Maybe it will appear in the discussions of others after dinner, maybe no one will think of it again.

On October [-]th, the Fucha family gained a much-loved daughter.The prince, who had been nagging about wanting a son, had long forgotten his nagging, hugging his daughter and laughing all day long, reluctant to let go.Yinfei was so happy that he could see his teeth but not see his eyes every day, which made Yinzhen want to grind his teeth every morning when he saw his face.

After finally getting to the next court, he turned his head and went straight to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, pestering Yinhu to ask for his daughter.

Yinhu was annoyed a lot, so she lay on the bed and pointed the back of her head at him.Yinzhen was not annoyed, and simply lay down beside him, happily worrying about whether it was better to be a daughter or a son.

Yinhu lay down with her eyes closed for a while, then turned around and pushed him, angrily asking him to stay away from her, saying it was too hot.

Yinzhen said aggrievedly: "I'm sleepy too, I didn't sleep well last night."

Yinhu blushed, not knowing what to think of.Ever since he became disabled, they had seldom been intimate, but after all, when they were young and vigorous, it was inevitable that they would have some tenderness every now and then.

Xing'er, who was originally standing by the side, secretly covered her mouth and smiled, but when she was stared at, she simply retreated with a smile, and thoughtfully closed the door and went out.

The two lay face to face, held each other's hands, and fell asleep quietly in the east ear room.Asleep and falling asleep, Yinhu rolled into Yinzhen's arms at some point, both of them sweated profusely, but neither of them woke up, their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, and their breaths were entwined with each other.

The days passed in peace day by day, and there were countless national affairs that I was busy with every day, and there were also countless tranquil and happy moments.

Soon, it will be the end of the year.

As soon as December entered, Yinzhen became more and more nervous every day.Because, according to the calculation of the imperial physician, the emperor's heir will be born in the second half of this month.

For this reason, Yinzhen even saved the fourteenth day of his life, because it was not his own birthday, and according to his temperament, he didn't like those extravagant and wasteful celebrations, so Yinzhen had completely forgotten about it. It was still reminded by Yinhu that this was called a forced and simple celebration.

The original rule of setting off firecrackers in the palace to celebrate the New Year from the 28th was abolished by Yinzhen, for fear of disturbing Yinhu.However, everyone waited and waited until the Qianqing Palace was filled with lanterns and couplets, and pictures of door gods and palace instructions were hung up everywhere in the palace, and the Spring Festival couplets were pasted up, and Yinzhen even sealed the seals on the [-]th. However, Yinhu's stomach still didn't move at all.

Yinzhen was a little worried, happy and troubled.Yinhu is as calm as the baby in her stomach.

On the 29th, as in previous years, the palace invited Lamas to perform the Bucha dance in the Zhongzheng Hall, and Yinzhen stayed in the yellow felt round account room on the left side of the hall, commonly known as the "Little Golden Hall", listening to the chanting from outside. , Thinking about what name the child should choose after birth.

On the other side, Yinxu was sitting in the room with Yinxuan, Yinfeng, Yinzhen and others, chatting and laughing while teasing the children.

The old ten poked the tender little #face of the little niece, his eyes drifted to the belly of Yinhu Gao Gaolong#, and asked carelessly: "Hey, myna, why haven't you given birth yet? I remember Seems like it's been ten months?"

Yinhu glanced at him sideways and refused to answer the question.

On the other hand, Yinzhen laughed, and then said, "Perhaps my little nephew wants to wait a few more days, and the poor fourth is waiting for the stars and the moon, tsk tsk." Everyone couldn't help laughing when they thought of Yinzhen's unsteady appearance. .

Smiling, the brothers still asked a few more questions with concern. Yinhu originally wanted to call an imperial doctor to come over and check the pulse carefully, because Yinhu said that recently he checked the pulse ten times and eight times a day from morning to night. I can't take it anymore, and I promise that there will be absolutely no discomfort, so I will give up.

While talking and laughing, I don't know who mentioned an incident last month - Yinzhen decreed to marry Heshuo and Ruigege.

Yinfeng smiled and asked: "Eighth brother, please tell us the truth. The fourth brother is suddenly anxious to marry her off. Are you afraid that the Niu Gulu family will let the fourth brother accept her as a concubine again? Or is it because you are jealous? "

Yinhu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, Heshuo and Ruigege were eighteen years old, and their maiden name was Qing'er.However, only he and the fourth brother knew that that was Mr. Nalan from the previous life, who was hidden in the heart of their old man.

Yinfeng keenly noticed the subtle embarrassment on his face: "Could it be true? I didn't expect you to be quite jealous, eighth brother."

Yinhu twitched the corners of his mouth again, and decided to tell the truth and everyone was stunned together: "Actually, Heshuo and Ruigege are Nalan Xingde."

Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, everyone's jaws almost dropped.

Yinxiang said with difficulty: "Uh, then... Fourth brother married someone out like this?"

Yinzhen was a little dazed: "It seems that I am not as good as the fourth brother. He is like this... isn't he afraid of dreaming about Huang Ama in the middle of the night?"

Yinhu looked up at the sky, and said quietly: "Actually, he proposed this marriage by himself."

Everyone was really shocked now!

It took Yinfeng a long time to come back to his senses, and he tugged on Yinfeng's sleeve and asked him: "What is the origin of the person who gave the marriage?"

Yinyi also looked like he had just woken up from a dream, and replied, "It's Hai Lancha, just a first-class guard."

Everyone fell into silence by coincidence, not knowing how to digest such news.

The old ten had a sudden thought: "Could it be that this Hai Lancha is Huang Ama?"

Yinzhen trembled subconsciously, and slapped him on the forehead: "Don't talk nonsense, how is it possible!"

Old Ten rubbed his forehead, laughed dryly, and patted his mouth lightly: "Yes, yes, I'm just talking nonsense, look at my mouth."

"By the way, how is Hongli?" Yinxiang bluntly found a topic, "Is he still at Hongzhou's place?"

Yinhu made a smiling face: "I don't know too well. Recently, the fourth brother almost doesn't let me ask anything. Does anyone know?"

Yinfei also laughed twice, and Fang said: "I met Hong Zhou a few days ago, because the Chinese New Year was approaching, and the Fucha family missed their daughter very much, so they took her back to Rongjun Palace. Ever since Yongqi It's really not easy for the Fucha family to go with that bird and leave that big family behind."

Yinfeng squinted at him: "Why, do you feel sorry for your cousin?"

"Wow, I'll just say that casually." Yinfei hurriedly begged for mercy, "Our daughter is getting heavier and heavier, let me hug her for a while."

Everyone was amused by their elder brother's "wife slave", and laughed again and again, forgetting the embarrassing topic just mentioned.

At the same time, Yinzhen, who had to stay in the Zhongzheng Hall to listen to more than 100 lamas chanting sutras, was forgotten because of the rules.

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