Comprehensive Qiong Yao's Crimson Love

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In the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Qianlong sat down at the desk and began to critique the papers; Qi Yao found Concubine Zhang and lay down, shrunk down, closed his eyes and took a nap.In fact, Qi Yao didn't feel too tired today, and there's no need to take a nap; but since Qi Yao is sleepy, so...

When Qianlong finished approving today's papers and was about to invite Yongzheng to eat together, he saw a small autumn-colored figure lying curled up on the sandalwood-colored imperial concubine, with an elegant and childish little face On her face, her slightly delicate eyebrows were faintly furrowed, as if she hadn't slept very peacefully.

Qianlong looked at the sleeping Twelve, and couldn't help laughing in his heart - the sleeping child was much more obedient than when he was awake.He is probably the only one who can fall asleep in front of him in the Hall of Mental Cultivation!

"Long Live Lord?" Gao Wuyong approached cautiously, "It's time to set the meal, do you think..."

"No need." Qianlong raised his hand and stopped Gao Wuyong from waking Elder Twelve up, "Twelve is also tired today, let him rest for a while! Let the imperial dining room prepare some pastries then Here, give him a cushion."

"Yes, I understand." Gao Wuyong retreated respectfully, but he couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart——Long Live God has been really kind to Elder Brother Twelve recently!It's rare for the emperor to put his mind on the princes and brothers...

When Qi Yao woke up naturally after sleeping, it was already dark.It's already winter, so it's not like summer

The sky is still bright at Xushi (seven o'clock in the evening), and the days in winter are extremely short, and it often gets dark before Youzheng (that is, the exact hour of Youshi, that is, six o'clock in the evening), so the time of the palace ban is always set at Youshi.

"Ah..." While yawning a little, stretching comfortably, the muscles and bones are alive, and some of them even made some "clicking" sounds indistinctly.

"Little Twelve is at ease!" Qianlong rarely saw his son-in-law's hazy appearance when he just woke up, and suddenly thought of teasing him, "How is it? In this hall of nourishing the heart, do you sleep comfortably?"

"Yong Xing has been disrespectful, please forgive me, Huang Ama!" Qianlong's teasing voice came from next to his ear, and Qi Yao finally realized that he is not in Nansan School, nor in the Queen's Kunning Palace, and the raising Heart Hall—ah, unfortunately, it is the residence of the current Holy One.Dang even got up from the collapse, knelt on the ground and apologized.

"That's all, you always have a lot of rules." Qianlong was a little hesitant for a while, and waved his hands, "Get up, I don't mean to blame you, find a seat and sit down!"

"Thank you Huang Ama for your kindness." Qi Yao got up neatly and sat down on a carved chair below Qianlong. Some thoughts turned in his mind, and his eyes deepened a little, "So Huang Ama likes people who have no rules? Zhugege is so favored."

"Heh, Xiao Twelve's words, are you complaining that I have neglected you?" Qianlong put down the book in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Qi Yao, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of teasing.

"Huang Ama was joking, Huanzhugege grew up among the people since she was a child, and only now has she entered the palace, and lost her mother-in-law, so it is right for Huang Ama to pamper her a lot." Qi Yao's face was knowing. With a courteous, humble appearance, but a sneer of disdain in his heart--indifferent?Heh, never pampered or even paid attention to, so why do you say "in the cold"?Qianlong's words are just pretending, there is a bit of truth in it... Heh... We all know each other, don't we?

"Twelve is so sensible, I am so relieved!" Qianlong also dealt with it lightly, practicing Tai Chi, while waving to Gao Wuyong, "Go, inform the imperial dining room, and bring up the cakes that I ordered before. Brother Twelve should be hungry."

"Hey——" Gao Wuyong withdrew, because he had known about this for a long time, so he was not surprised at all, but he was a little bit impressed by the emperor's care for the twelfth elder brother.This little thing seems to be nothing, but anyone who is familiar with Qianlong knows that it is very difficult for Qianlong to care about a person and take him to heart.

Hearing what Qianlong said, Qi Yao suddenly remembered that he missed dinner.But as a blood prince, he doesn't need these ordinary foods.

Qi Yao is now in an embarrassing situation, his body has become a blood race with the arrival of his soul, but his strength has not recovered.He can only be regarded as a half-human and half-blood race now, just like the blood race, he doesn't need human food, he doesn't need sleep—ah, of course, Qi Yao likes to sleep, it's another matter, he doesn't like sunlight—although because he is already The prince is not afraid now, and his five senses are excellent, especially his night vision; but he is different from the blood race now, he has no desire for blood now, and his body is not as strong as in his previous life, and his defense and recovery abilities are extremely strong To the point of being almost invincible, and the original speed, strength, talent and so on, all of which are gone.

Sigh, I have to find a way to recover as soon as possible... Thinking of this, Qi Yao couldn't help feeling a little haggard.

"Little Twelve, are you hungry?" Because Qianlong had ordered early on, the dim sum in the imperial dining room was served very quickly, and it didn't take long before several dishes were brought to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Qianlong saw Qi Yao blankly and didn't know Thinking about something, he raised his eyebrows.

"It's okay." Qi Yao looked at the several plates of exquisite pastries in front of him, took a piece of chestnut mille-feuille and took a small bite.

Qianlong didn't blame Qi Yao for being unreasonable, instead he looked at his youngest son with pleasure——Little Twelve who doesn't have so many rules is even cuter, isn't he?

After Qi Yao slowly finished eating the pea yellow, kidney bean rolls, mung bean bulgogi, aiwowo, chestnut mille-feuille and two-color water chestnut cake on the plate - a lot - when he looked up, he saw Qianlong looking at him with With pleasure.

[Attention, the kidney bean rolls were only brought to the Qing Palace during the time of Cixi, and the pea yellow was entered into the palace together with the kidney bean rolls, so there should be no such things in the Qianlong period... But, how should I put it, a novel is just a novel , Many things can’t be true, let’s make it clear here, there may be some things that don’t conform to history in the future, just take a look. 】

"Is Little Twelve full?" Qianlong has been looking at his child for a long time. The child is eating cakes with small mouthfuls, which is as cute as a small animal, which makes Qianlong, who is a face control master, very happy. , "If you're still hungry, Huang Ama will ask the imperial dining room to make some pastries and serve them up."

Qi Yao: ...Ah Huang Ama, can you speak more seriously?Although there are only a few pieces per plate, pea yellow, kidney bean rolls, mung bean bumps, aiwowo, chestnut mille-feuille and two-color water chestnut cake...these add up to a lot!How could you not be full yet? !

【Ah, of course, it turns out that there are such people...】

"If you go back to Huang Ama, you will never be hungry." Qi Yao suppressed the constant spit in his heart, and replied respectfully, "Huang Ama, if there is nothing else, Yongzhen will leave first... ..."

"Well, let's go!" Qianlong raised his eyebrows, and the interest in his eyes became more intense-he wanted to go back after eating and sleeping... Heh, little twelve, it's really... rare the boldness of...

"Yong Xing resigns." Qi Yao got up and saluted, still with the same courtesy.

Qianlong watched Qi Yao's leaving back, twirled his fingers, his eyes were full of interest - finally came out an interesting person who was not like a clown, since that's the case... just grab it. .....

Feeling the substantial gaze behind him, Qi Yao paused in his footsteps—ah, Huang Ama... A stream of light flashed in his eyes, and there was a slightly cold smile at the corner of his mouth.