Qian Gui returned to Chengqian Palace. The sky was already brightening slightly, but he still carried his tired body to the Nuan Pavilion. He didn't let out a long sigh of relief until he saw Yutang sleeping soundly. Mammy said distressedly at the side: "Little
Gege waited at the palace gate for most of the night yesterday, refusing to listen to anyone's advice, and finally fell asleep leaning against the door, so that the slave could bring her in." After hearing this, Lord Qian couldn't help but wipe away his tears.
"My sister-in-law left early, and now my brother has died in the battlefield. I am the only one left with Tang'er. Unfortunately, I am so useless and cannot take good care of her." Mammy: "Master, you have tried your best. At least the emperor agreed to keep the child.
Princess was raised in the palace and can be seen every day. You have also served the Nian Concubine all night, so go back to the bedroom and lie down for a while."
"Well, tell the kitchen to make some red bean paste and keep it warm. Tang'er likes it the most." Mammy: "I've already prepared it. Master, don't worry."
Concubine Nian, who was favored in the palace, was pregnant, and the mistresses of lower rank in each palace took turns to serve in Yukun Palace. Concubine Nian had always looked down upon the nobles, so the embarrassment was even worse. Yutang couldn't see his aunt all day long, and Cheng
The corridor of Qian Palace became a place where she often stayed. At dusk that day, Yutang sat on the stone steps and looked up at the gleaming sunset in the sky, lost in thought.
"Yutang...Yutang..." A familiar child's voice came from the corner of the corridor. Yutang followed the sound and said, "It's you!"
Hongli: "Haha, I promised you that I would teach you how to read and write. Here! I brought all the paper and pens." Yutang touched the brush, a smile appeared on her face, and she suddenly became nervous: "Go up
You were taken away by those eunuchs last time, are you okay?" Hongli: "It's okay, they were all ordered by my mother to take care of me, but they are clingy. They must not be found this time! Come with me, I will take you
Go somewhere!”
The two little guys ran all the way until a deserted palace appeared in front of them. Hongli gently opened the courtyard door and said, "Come on, don't be afraid. This is the Nanxun Hall of Shoukang Palace. Very few people come here usually." Yu.
Tang: "I heard from my aunt that Shoukang Palace is the place where concubines spend their old age. How come there is no one there?"
"This is a side hall, and it's haunted. Who dares to come?" Yutang felt cold all over after hearing this. Hongli patted his chest when he saw this, "Don't be afraid, I am the prince of the Qing Dynasty. As long as you follow me, no ghosts will dare to come."
Close to you."
"Really?" Yutang pulled the corner of his clothes all the way. Hongli entered the inner hall and lit a candle. He neatly laid out the paper and pens and motioned Yutang to sit down. He held a small wooden stick and made a mold.
He imitated the master in the Imperial Study Room, "Today we are going to study the first chapter of the Analects of Confucius, and learn from it..." Yutang supported her head with one hand and followed him and read sentence by sentence: "Learn and practice it from time to time, and practice it every time."
Also, a friend came from afar..."
There is a warm scene in Nanxun Hall.
Concubine Mi returned to the palace from the Qin'an Hall to pay homage to the Buddha. When she passed by the side hall, she heard the hearty laughter of a child in the courtyard. She couldn't help but stop and said, "Ulan, listen, is there a child's voice?"
"Mother, you must have thought of your fifteenth elder brother again." Princess Shunyi gave birth to three sons for the late emperor. Unfortunately, they all died young. The fifteenth elder brother Yunyu was the most popular with the late emperor. He was only ten years old when he died.
Out of pity, she was granted the title of Prince of Yuke County. This matter has always been the concubine's heartache. "No, it's true!" The concubine walked into the courtyard softly, for fear of disturbing the cheerful children's voices, and looked through the window.
, silently watching the two children in the hall reciting poems, smiling happily.