Concubine Wuning

When Prince Yong came back, he saw He Qing with his back facing the person, breathing heavily and sleeping deeply.

If it was in the past, I must have gone to see it but I was really asleep. If it was, I would help tuck the quilt.When he was idle, when He Qing woke up, he still opened his eyes and talked nonsense, disliked He Qing's ugly sleeping appearance, and snored.

Prince Yong thought about it, then turned around and paced for a while, then looked at He Qing through the distance of three curtains, and asked, "When did you sleep?"

San'er raised his brows, and agreed crisply, "After the servant came back, he rested."

Prince Yong nodded his head, San'er bowed and retreated.

He Qing was relieved now, but she was not without temper.Prince Yong didn't bother him, he approached the bed and sat down on Xiudun.

Xiudun sat a little uncomfortable, Prince Yong turned his body sideways, crossed his legs, leaned his head against the head of the bed, and was silently lost in thought.

When He Qing woke up, she only opened her eyes slowly.Turning one side, one can see the profile of Prince Yong.Although Prince Yong is not good at legs and feet, He Qing understands that Prince Yong is by no means a peaceful and stable person.

Temperament is just a cover-up repair under the general trend, and has not changed.Prince Yong's side face was a little cold and hard, his eyes were slightly closed, making it impossible to see his expression, but there was a rare slackness faintly.

He Qing felt tired and stupid looking with raised eyebrows, she rubbed her hand on her face for support, moved slightly, and raised her half of her body with the help of her barely moving elbow.Holding his breath, he moved closer to Prince Yong's face, opened his mouth slightly, and exhaled a slender breath.Hitting Prince Yong's face with the breeze, he whispered, "Sleeping?"

Prince Yong didn't even move his eyeballs, he was calm and composed, "I'm afraid that the lioness will show her might, how dare you."

"You're a talented lion!" He Qing stared and twisted her hips.He sat cross-legged, with his slender eyebrows raised.Prince Yong was as stable as Mount Tai, and He Qing's eyes were red when he saw it.Leaning forward, he patted Prince Yong's shoulder recklessly, "What are you doing with your eyes closed? Don't you dare look at me?"

"It's too scary, how dare you." Prince Yong didn't worry, and repeated with the tone just now.

Prince Yong's tone was teasing, but He Qing was amused, with a smile in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to pull Prince Yong's jade pendant, "Stingy."

This time Prince Yong made a movement, his head shook, as if he was about to drop his book bag, "How dare you."

He Qing stared at Prince Yong with apricot eyes, without blinking.Suddenly, if he saw something, his eyes were full of cunning.

After all, Prince Yong also practiced martial arts, and when He Qing's upper body was getting closer to him, he noticed that he turned sideways.Opening his eyes, he saw He Qing threw himself out, wrapping his arms around her, just to embrace the beauty.

The braid that was thrown out by the body and leaned forward was delivered to He Qing's hands as easily as if it came easily.He Qing faced Prince Yong's cold and hard face, and smiled recklessly, "It's my good fortune that fourth master is willing to get close to me in broad daylight!"

Prince Yong's face was dark, "Nonsense!"

"Why is this nonsense? Since everyone said that I was favored by the Wu family, it was hard to wait until today to fight for this. I shouldn't shrink back in the slightest. I should be generous and receive the favored treatment!" The troublemaker pouted, and unconvincedly grabbed the braid and pulled it twice.

Prince Yong glared a few times, He Qing tilted his head and said happily, "Fourth Master's hair has grown!"

When the hair grows to the long side, it grows a lot slower.According to Kangxi's contrasting length, Prince Yong always stayed a little below his waist.It's just that after the Empress Dowager left, Prince Yong cut a section of his hair, and his slightly curly hair was lazy, and it never grew out.

He Qing opened her eyes wide, curled her fingers, a black hair was dangling in front of Prince Yong's eyes, "Look quickly, isn't it?"

Prince Yong rolled He Qing's eyes, bent down and sat down He Qing, not caring much about letting go of his hair and tail, leaning forward, "I see."

He Qing blinked playfully with a pair of crescent moons, "Your hair rope is old!"

Prince Yong turned his head, "Do you have a new one?"

He Qing has taken Prince Yong's hair rope for so many years, so of course this will not be missing.It's just that I have saved a lot, and I haven't given any new ones for three months. Thinking about how Prince Yong ran there for the past two months because of Nian's stomach, He Qing nodded with a sweet face. ,"Yes, I have."

There were a lot of things in the bedside table, Prince Yong sat up straight and let go of the vague shackles on He Qing.He Qing turned sideways to open a box, picked up a few pieces on the surface, and proudly hooked one out with her index finger.

The same is the pattern of yellow lines with black lines in between.The difference is that the thread has more than two colors, and there are more beautiful colors such as red and yellow, and there are two small beads hanging below it.

There are many dudes in Beijing, and He Qing never takes a second look at their fancy clothes.Prince Yong stared straight at the hair rope, speechless.

He Qing replaced the old hair tie with familiar hands and feet, "Well, this one is new enough."

"Why do you want to weave, like this?" Prince Yong's tone was so steady that no one could hear his emotions.

The more Prince Yong was like this, the happier He Qing was. He leaned leisurely on the head of the bed, "I've had a lot of free time recently. I always feel that those things are too clean and unchanging, so I can't even look at them. Look. It’s so bright and eye-catching now, it’s naturally different.”

He Qing babbled and babbled, all she said were bitter words.Prince Yong didn't want to look at the hair rope, turned his head and put his hands behind his back, "Get up quickly."

Prince Yong was holding a hair rope in his palms, his back was straight and heroic.He Qing looked at Prince Yong who seemed unhurried, walked out of sight with a few steps, and couldn't help laughing anymore.

In the end, the Nian family was restrained by Prince Yong himself in his own courtyard, and the slaves in the courtyard were dispersed one by one the next day, leaving behind two nuns, four little maids, and four little Sulas from the House of Internal Affairs.

Prince Yong said to the outside world that Nian's health was not good, and it was also a preparation for the child.Outsiders all lamented that Prince Yong could not escape the beauty test, and he was considerate in everything.Naturally, being considerate doesn't require grounding.

Seeing the hustle and bustle of the unemployed layman, it seems that everything has settled down and returned to its original state.Except for the occasional brother Nian coming over in the courtyard.He Qing once met Nian's second elder brother, he looked quite respectful, but looked at him a little presumptuously.Wu Youzhi also returned to Beijing halfway, but his heart was more moved by the gunpowder battlefield.He Qing still narrated a few words, and then mentioned Nian Gengyao, the second elder brother of the Nian family.

After all, He Qing is in a deep boudoir, so she doesn't know much about it.But the people the two brothers and sisters don't like come from one family.It's just that Wu Youzhi is okay, I just think that this Nian Gengyao is quite intelligent, but he has been promoted smoothly and has been promoted step by step, and has never suffered from being suppressed.There is always some frivolity in deeds and words.

Nian Gengyao made great military achievements. This year, he went to Beijing to enter the imperial court. Emperor Kangxi gave him a bow and arrow. He was promoted to the governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi, and became an important official in the western frontier.Although He Qing didn't say much when they met, Wu Youzhi still felt a little guilty and told He Qing not to have too much contact with Nian Gengyao.After all, the identities of Nian Shi and He Qing, for Nian Gengyao who dotes on his younger sister, maybe he wished He Qing would die.

It's just that Nian Gengyao was not good at tricks in the backyard, so he poisoned the defenseless woman.Secondly, there is no room for people to act presumptuously in Heqing Yard.In the past three years, Prince Yong still loves He Qing.Fourthly, it was Wu Youzhi, who was also the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi and Minister of the Ministry of War.

Although he is not as brilliant as Nian Gengyao, Wu Youzhi is also well-known in Kangxi's heart because of his work in front of Kangxi.

Wu Youzhi is just not as showy as Nian Gengyao, but he doesn't need Nian Gengyao to care about his younger sister.He Qing wasn't afraid of Nian Gengyao, she just stopped by to the main courtyard to see if Hongshi could be useful in the study, otherwise she wouldn't have met him.Thinking of this, He Qing walked around the main courtyard even less.

The day of June, the sunset is carmine, there is no rain and there is wind.Kangxi couldn't stand the weather, so he took several concubines to live in Changchun Garden.

The master and son are enjoying the cool, and the people below are beginning to understand.Si Fujin led his relatives in the backyard and moved to the nearby Old Summer Palace.On the first day, he also entered Changchun Garden to pay his respects to Empress Defei.

People in the Old Summer Palace have been looking at the things planted. Heqing has not come for a long time, and the crops in Hezhuju are eaten. Grapes and other vines spread and climb over the wall one by one, displaying lush greenery and fruitful fruits in front of outsiders.He Qing ate a lot for this, and when he was having a serious meal, he lost his appetite.

Prince Yong was never tired, he served Kangxi for several days, and talked with Kangxi about the farmer's roots and crops.Prince Yong has helped He Qing get many of these crops. Compared to someone like He Qing who fished for two days and dried nets for three days, practice makes perfect, and what comes from his heart is full of experience.

Kangxi saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart.Looking at the string of Buddhist beads in Prince Yong's hand again, his expression became more and more satisfied.

He Qing hadn't had a good day for two days, and was planning to cut off the overgrown vines, when she saw that Prince Yong was quite content to inform her.He even reminded, "The old man may come over in a few days. If you say good things first, you should go to the backyard and don't be too lazy."

Prince Yong's words confused He Qing, this courtyard is bigger than before.It's not a place where he usually lives, but Prince Yong is a serious farmer who wants to cultivate and labor.It's just that the people in the mansion thought it was He Qing who was greedy and coquettish and insisted on eating fresh vegetables and fruits, so she didn't say anything.

Now that Prince Yong wants her to pretend to deceive the old man, He Qing is really guilty.Back then, I really never fooled Kangxi.I have no guts, nor have I thought about it.But he still has some experience, so He Qing nodded hesitantly, "What else?"

"Hong is this kid who has a lot of fun in the yard, so you should restrain him a bit, don't let him be too presumptuous." Prince Yong felt a headache when he thought of his youngest son.

Kangxi is old, no one knows whether his mind is good or bad.Prince Yong thought that Hong Zhou was bluffing, and Hong Zhou, who was happy to do anything like Maitreya Buddha behind him, felt even more worried.

Prince Yong's expression made He Qing happy, so He Qing smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll tell you when Hong Zhou comes too."

"it is good."

He Qing rolled his eyes, thinking of Hongli who has been working harder and harder recently, he couldn't help but be more careful, and said, "Do you know about Fujin?"

"Not yet, the most important thing is that you don't lose the chain here, and Fujin will meet you when the time comes." Prince Yong shook his head, he couldn't be more relieved about Si Fujin's handling of things.As long as we discuss the regulations later, there is nothing wrong with it right now.

Fujin doesn't know?He Qing smiled, pursing her lips, "Don't worry, Fourth Master, there must be nothing wrong with Hexiju."

However, He Qing sighed secretly, she seemed to have spent half of her life in a leisurely life, and God couldn't see it, and insisted on making something bad.