Concubine Wuning

The number of draft picks held every three years is eight hundred if not one thousand.

He Qing has met several times in the palace, and knows the depth of the school exams of the beautiful women among them.Those who can stay, not to mention their status, have good moral character.The show girls are all selected from the families of officials of the fourth rank and above in the Qing Dynasty, and they are at least upright in appearance. Those who are on the emperor's roster are all daughters of the first generation who are knowledgeable in books, etiquette, and human relationships.

If it is too deep, He Qing has to choose carefully, and if it is too high, naturally he dare not think about it.

He Qing hugged Sibeile's arm and made up his mind to start from now on, with flattery on his face, "A few days ago, the Empress Dowager mentioned Tiantian and Bitter Melon, so I will post it in a few days, okay?"

"Yeah." Sibeile pursed his lips, he entered the palace and saw that the Empress Dowager looked good, and nodded, "You just go."

Anyway, the Empress Dowager thought that the three mothers and daughters would enter the palace, not once or twice.However, Sibeile opened it casually and He Qing grabbed her hand.

He Qing laughed in a muffled voice, and when she raised her head, her eyes were full of ridicule on the upper four Baylor, and she couldn't help being embarrassed.With dry hehes, he got up and turned behind Si Bei Le, pinching his shoulders, "I heard that the emperor is very satisfied with the errand this time, Fourth Lord. Fourth Master has worked so hard, let me give you a pinch first."

"The emperor is satisfied?" Sibeile raised his eyebrows.

He Qing leaned on Si Bei Le's back, bent over and rested her chin on her shoulder, "Look at Si Ye coming back from the palace for a few days, Si Ye always has a smile on his face, it shows that the emperor is very satisfied with Si Ye."

Apart from the emperor's affirmation, who else made Sibeile so unreserved and gentle for a few days?

Sibeile smiled, but couldn't help restraining the corners of his mouth, and raised his hand to pat back.The generous palm slapped He Qing's face directly, "If you are so poor, why don't you squeeze the uncle's shoulders quickly."

He Qing rubbed her nose in pain, hummed twice, and listened to Si Bei Le's joke, "Pinch it harder, your head has gotten a lot heavier after working hard for a month."

'Snapped'

He Qing waved his hand down very impolitely, Si Bei Le took a breath and turned around to speak, but let He Qing resist the preemptive attack, and his subordinates secretly exerted great strength, "How about such strength?"

Sibei Le was speechless, He Qing was very small-minded, he made a joke out of hand, which made Qi feel so angry, and couldn't help but lament that a woman is difficult to raise.Fortunately, after Sibeile came back for a few days, his body became looser, so He Qing couldn't take it seriously, and the added strength was neither light nor heavy, so it was not uncomfortable.Thinking that he already knew what He Qing looked like, and he liked it in his heart, and he was also genuine.Sibeile thought more and more, but closed his eyes and silently agreed.

He Qing rolled her eyes secretly, where is she getting fat?For this reason, she was half full for almost ten days, fearing that her body would grow lazy.She worked so hard and was laughed at by others, He Qing couldn't get angry and tried her hands, but when she came back to her senses, her hands were sore and uncomfortable.On the contrary, Sibei Le enjoyed sitting very much, and his body became weak from sitting.

Nanny Luo gave He Qing some medicine, so that He Qing wouldn't wake up the next day with acid and lose her temper, making more excuses and refusing to move.

He Qing stared at Si Bei Le who was hugging Hong Yan on one side, attracting Chao Xi to turn around. The atmosphere of the three fathers and sons was very brisk, and they enjoyed themselves happily.He Qing didn't feel a little bored in his heart, but his hands still trembled a little, so he could only hold the book with his chin hooked, and stare blankly.It wasn't until Si Bei Le had someone light a lantern and hang it on the courtyard gate at night that He Qing got up and took a shower.

Sibeile coaxed Chao Xi into a daze, and quickly washed and changed her clothes.He Qing hid helplessly behind the screen, held Hong Zhe to feed her milk, wiped her little mouth with warm water, and when she came out, she was lying on the chaise longue, with her long hair thrown behind her, half dry.

Seeing this, He Qing also understood that Sibeile had been lying here for a long time, and that Hong Xie was drooling from his small mouth inside, and he felt goosebumps all over his body and blushed unceasingly.

Seeing He Qing looking at him, Si Bei Le turned his head, but saw that He Qing was wearing a thin tunic, the front of his body seemed to be a little stained and wet all over.Seeing this, Sibeile pursed his lips, paused his hands, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He Qing felt the imposing manner coming towards her, seeing that Si Bei Le's expression was wrong, her hand trembled and hurriedly called San'er.Going out, Mrs. Qiu followed and stood outside the door, taking over the half-closed Hong Zhe, He Qing took a deep breath, and then walked in slowly.Self-consciously, he picked up a pot of warm water by the side of the kang, poured it into a tea bowl, and moistened his mouth.

Seeing He Qing drooping her eyelids and not making a sound, Si Bei Le did not change her mind, "Let Hong Zhe eat some rice paste soup for the next few days."

here we go again.As expected, Sibeile brought up this matter, and He Qing felt helpless, but she also knew that at this age, Zhao Xi had also given up breastfeeding.It's just that she hasn't planned to have children in recent years, so she naturally doesn't want to give up being so close to Hong Zhe.He Qing was reluctant to give up, but she also understood the reason, curled the corners of her mouth, answered casually, sat on the side of the bed, got up and moved the low table away.Brushing Sibeile's hair with a wooden comb, "These two children are not picky, and Hong Yu has also eaten some rice paste soup."

Only then was Sibeile satisfied, and gave a moderate grace, and took the hair rope on the low table in his hand, "It's late at night, tie it up and wait until tomorrow to braid it."

The man's hair is only half, but it can't support its length, and Sibeile's hair is slightly curly and abundant.It has just been washed, and it is still a little slippery in He Qing's hands. He Qing is incomprehensible to hold it with both hands. There are many braids for Sibeile, but it takes a long time to go back and forth.

He Qing smiled, but didn't care, "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so it's just time for Fourth Master to say a few words with me."

Sibeile still gave a faint acknowledgment, He Qing didn't mind, she tilted her head and smoothed out a few braids.

There was a breeze blowing outside the window, San'er lit a candle on the edge of the kang, the flames blew wildly, and the room couldn't help but get darker.He Qing told San'er to close the window, and Si Bei Le raised his head, "You're not bad in color, and you're in good shape, don't be too smug to ruin your foundation."

He Qing was taken aback, Si Bei Le's hair was fine, and it was still a little cold in the palm of his hand, "Just eat less, it's not a big problem."

Sibeile felt that his body was loose today, and he was even more silent when he sat there.Those chattering words were missing, but He Qing remembered that Si Bei Le's occasional words were caring and considerate, and she felt that they were very close and heartwarming, and earnestly braided her big braids under her hands, "Okay, fourth master looks at the time, But don't lose your eye."

After finishing speaking, He Qing got up and stretched.He let out a comfortable breath, got on the bed, leaned against his back with a soft pillow, his heart calmed down, and he remembered Wu Youzhi's marriage again, and his mind was heavy.

The two masters didn't sleep, and San'er slept in the ear room with the quilt in his arms.Three candles were lit in the inner room, which illuminated the room brightly.He Qing gradually lay down on a half-lying position, only feeling her eyes were astringent, and she rubbed her hands, which made her very uncomfortable.

Sibeile got up and extinguished two lamps, "But it's time to sleep?"

He Qing shrunk softly into the bed, it was very warm inside, turned around, and saw that Si Bei Le had not put down the book in his hand, and was looking at him asking questions, with the last candle in front of him.Si Bei Le is so gentle and considerate, He Qing smiled and laughed, "If Si Ye wants to watch it, just light it up."

Four Belle grunted, but did not move.

The autumn tiger has passed in the past few days, and the weather is cool.He Qing rolled up the quilt greedily, exposing her hands and feet, lying down with her eyes slightly closed.Drowsy, when she opened her eyes, she saw Sibeile holding the quilt and covering her feet.He Qing blinked, and Si Bei Le turned back and covered the lamp on the last candle, the room was not too dark to see, but he could still see things.

Four Baylor took off his shoes and went into the inner bed.

He Qing was lying lazily, already drowsy, and with her hands in a daze, she hugged her forcefully.He Qing frowned slightly, knowing that she couldn't escape, but her hands were a little weak, so she simply followed her.

In the dimly lit room, there was a chuckle suddenly.

The next morning, He Qing combed her hair casually, had breakfast with Sibeile, and then lay down again.Seeing the servants walking around in the outer room, He Qing turned over and rubbed the front of her body uncomfortably, the place was sore and painful.What went away yesterday is now swollen again, which is really uncomfortable.

"Master, do you want to hug San Elder Brother?" San'er looked at Mrs. Qiu outside the door and asked.

He Qing frowned, hesitated a little, "No need."

San'er listened to He Qing's words and went out without thinking much.He Qing sighed, the matter of having a child, after all, it was the woman's family who felt the most distressed.

Sibeile came out from the east courtyard and entered the palace to greet the emperor.Kangxi is setting down the Shanlian Lake pen to write an inscription for the scenery of mountains, forests and seas on one side of the white paper.Seeing that Kangxi was in good spirits, Sibeile couldn't help asking, Kangxi smiled and beckoned Sibeile closer, "Look at the fourth one, how is it?"

"The poems are elegant and mellow, and they have their own elegance. The landscape is beautiful and refreshing, and the writing is extraordinary. Could it be Mr. Chen, the censor of Zuodu?" Sibeile is not talking nonsense, Chen Tingjing is quite a kind person.He also works on poetry and prose, with lofty knowledge and profound and elegant writing, which are really real materials.After two generations of emperors, he even served as a lecturer for Jingyan. Kangxi was also a student he taught in the past.

Sibei Le had some knowledge, and Kangxi seemed very happy, "Zi Duan is good at poetry, I have free time today, so I can match his tune."

Liang Jiugong put the poems and paintings aside to dry, and Kangxi changed a pen, "Why, are you busy today?"

What Kangxi changed was the Zihao of Cun Kai, with a straight and sharp nib, writing vigorous and square characters.Kangxi mostly used block letters when he practiced calligraphy. He was in a good mood and his writing was like the wind and he had an assistant. At first glance, he looked a bit chic and unrestrained. Ama knows the scriptures and the scriptures."

Although Sibeile was extremely seldom talkative, he was not bad at flattering, and he came as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Kangxi Long Yan very happy.Very satisfied, the pen is as graceful as a wandering dragon, "Why are you so pretentious, since you have something to do, tell me to listen to it?"