In August of the 40th year of Kangxi's reign, Wen Xi walked in the imperial garden with a tall watermelon belly like a normal person. This pregnancy was probably the easiest one. As long as she was fed well, she would not be pregnant.
He can torment people, but even though he is over nine months old, he is still very well-behaved.
"Mom, why doesn't my brother come out yet?" Yinli stared at the gentle belly, full of eagerness.
Wen Xi was not in a hurry at all. She held the back of Zhu'er's hand and walked leisurely to the pavilion. She finally got through the hot summer. The sky was high and the air was crisp. Wen Xi could often go out for a walk - if there was no one behind her.
It would be even more perfect to be followed by such a large group of nannies. As soon as she was pregnant this time, Kangxi sent eight nuns who were said to be very professional to keep an eye on Wen Xi, or to be precise, stare at her twelve hours a day.
The lump of meat in her belly is very annoying. Now that she is about to give birth, the number of people has doubled again, so as soon as Wen Xi goes out, the team following her is quite powerful.
Wen Xi was sitting in the pavilion, with a deerskin cushion under her buttocks. She saw a foreign man on the other side of the rockery in the distance, and couldn't help but wonder: "Who is that?"
Zhu'er shook his head, a little confused: "There are very few foreign men in the harem..." She couldn't help but frown.
But Yinlu smiled and said: "This is Celing, the son of Cewang Alabutan, who just came to Beijing a few days ago."
Wen Xi said "oh" and understood. The last time Ce Ling came to propose to marry a princess of the Qing Dynasty on the order of his father, Kangxi delayed it because his daughter was young. Now this is the second time he came to propose.
.Although the decree regarding marriage has not been issued yet, it must be almost there.
"Huang Ama personally received Ce Ling a few days ago and asked him to come into the palace to kowtow to Mrs. Huang Ma." Yin Li said.
In this way, although Kangxi had not granted her a marriage, he already treated her as his son-in-law. Otherwise, how could he be asked to pay her respects to the Queen Mother? Wen Ru held an ink-and-ink round fan in her hand, shaking it one after another, when she saw Ce Ling.
It seemed like he was coming this way... Before he could say anything, Yinli said: "Mother, my son, go tell him not to come over, so as not to bump into Mother."
Wen Xi hummed, but she saw a trace of hatred in the corner of Yin Li's eyes. Such hatred was not for Ce Ling. Wen Xi also understood that Ji Lan had already proposed to Qitat, so Shu Lu would definitely marry far away.
That's right, Yinli's hand, the missing little finger, the pain and hatred were enough for him to do his best to promote this matter.
Wen Xi could only be seen from a distance. Although Ce Ling's appearance could not be seen clearly, he could be seen to be tall and tall. It was said that he was a handsome and brave man. He had been appointed as the crown prince of Junger Khan before, and he came to propose marriage again. It seemed that he was determined to win.
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Immediately, Wen Xi felt her stomach growl. Then she felt her pants were wet. With a pop, the fan in her hand fell to the ground.
"Master, your skirt is wet!" Zhu'er suddenly exclaimed.
Only then did Wen Xi feel pain, and her amniotic water broke.
The day when the eighteenth brother was born was in the dark evening. It is said that the sunset that day was very gorgeous and beautiful. And this child was born at such a time. This pink and beautiful little guy was very well-behaved and did not follow him.
Like the older brother and sister, he went to toss his mother, and she was born in less than two hours. After she was born, she only cried twice symbolically, and her big black eyes were like ink grapes.
Generally, he looks at the world curiously.
"Mom, my brother is so handsome! His eyes look like mine!" Yinli sneaked in under the heavy precautions of the midwives at some point and looked at this little brother curiously.
Her warm face looked a bit tired, and she lay tiredly on the bed. Looking at this little guy with a pouty mouth and still blowing bubbles, she couldn't help but fall in love with her. However, the newborn child's appearance had not yet opened.
, how can you tell who it looks like? It’s just that Wen Xi, a mother, feels that the child looks like her!
"Eniang, Eniang! Look, he's spitting bubbles! Like a fish!" Yinli danced excitedly, "It's so fun!"
Wen Xi's head was suddenly covered with black lines, it's funny how big you are!
Pop, there was a very slight sound of a bubble breaking, and then another bubble popped out of the pink and tender mouth.
Wen Xi gently poked her son's cheek and said, it's really fun... (——Are you such a mother-in-law?!)
"However, my brother is so small! He is not as big as the black unicorn raised by his son!" Yinli came closer and looked at it twice.
A big drop of cold sweat fell down on Wen Xi's head. Ci'ao, you compare your brother to a dog?! Are there any brothers like you?!
"Seventeenth brother, when you were born, you were the same age as the eighteenth brother." Yinlu opened the curtain and walked in. There were beads of sweat on his head. It seemed that he had just rushed back from the school to meet Wen Xi.
The gift has just arrived: "My son heard that E Niang started it. He wanted to come over immediately, but he was tripped up by Brother Fourteen!"
Does the Fourteenth Brother insist on competing with Yin Lu again? This situation has happened many times, and Wen Xi is not surprised.
There was a bit of dissatisfaction in Yinlu's tone: "My son didn't want to beat him, but Brother Fourteen..." He snorted softly, "In front of so many people today, Brother Fourteen lost.
"Yinlu's tone was understatement, as if his victory over the Fourteenth Brother was not something to be proud of.
Yinlu was not in a hurry to get closer. Instead, he cleaned his hands and washed his face. Then he walked to the bedside, looked carefully at the white and tender little guy beside the warm pillow, and said, "My brother is so good, no."
Don’t cry and make trouble.”
Just listen to Xiaoluzi's voice outside the screen, "Master, you two, the Queen Mother's reward has arrived!"
Wen Xi said "Oh, come quickly." Although the Queen Mother didn't like Wen Xi very much recently, she still liked her grandson very much. Xiaoluzi opened the book and read the reward list loudly. It was really a big reward, and it was unusual.
The reward for a concubine giving birth to a child is still three cents heavier.
Wen Xi was very lucky that the Queen Mother was not Xiaozhuang, and she would not do anything to her grandson. From pregnancy to delivery, Wen Xi did not suffer any external harm, firstly, thanks to Kangxi's overt and covert protection, and secondly, due to his high position
People basically didn't dare to do anything, and the Queen Mother was even looking forward to holding her grandson. Looking at the beautiful child, Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief. Now that she was born, she felt at ease.
Kangxi came here at nightfall and seemed to have just finished dealing with some messy things in Mongolia. He was anxious and excited, but he did not forget to wash his hands and change clothes before entering the delivery room.
Wen Xi was already asleep, but she was woken up by a prick on her forehead. It felt very familiar. It was Kangxi's beard. Youyou woke up and glared at Kangxi angrily. Even if the child didn't make much noise, giving birth to a child was not an easy task.
What happened! I had just slept for half an hour when I was woken up by him.
Kangxi held the little child in his arms, with joy in his eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her gentle forehead again: "Ga Luo, we have another son!!"
Kangxi's tone was extremely joyful, and his eyebrows seemed to be beating. This joy also infected Wen Xi, and he unconsciously had a gentle smile on his lips, and he hummed softly.
"I heard that you launched it in the Imperial Garden, and I wanted to fly over immediately!" Kangxi looked at this child as white and tender as snow, and couldn't be more excited. Unfortunately, Mongolian Horqin sent an envoy to pay tribute, and Cewang Alabutan sent someone
Tributes were also presented, but Kangxi had to handle them all in person, and he was unable to do anything at all. "I thought that I would have to give birth to him tomorrow morning! I didn't expect this child to be so good!"
Yes, Xiao Shiba is very well-behaved, but Wen Xi thinks about the snow lotus that has almost been consumed in her own space... Such good behavior does not come without a price, and Wen Xi feels a little painful.
"I have already thought about it, Xiao Shiba will be called Yin Hu!" Kangxi suddenly looked at Wen Xi and said firmly.
"Yin Hu?!" Wen Xi was slightly shocked. The real eighteenth prince in history was not named Yin Hu!
"Not bad!" Kangxi put his calloused fingers on his son's white and tender cheeks. The little guy didn't seem to like the rough feeling, and his mouth immediately dropped, looking like he was about to cry. Kangxi suddenly panicked and hurriedly
I wanted to coax him, but Kangxi didn’t really have any talent in coaxing children, so the little guy still cried out.
Seeing this, Wen Xi hurriedly took Xiao Shiba from Kangxi's arms. The little guy recognized someone and stopped crying when he was in Wen Xi's arms. Wen Xi chuckled and said, "Xiao Shiba, I don't like this name.
"Yin Hu, to be honest, Wen Xi doesn't like this name either. The word "Hu" belongs to someone else.
Embarrassment flashed across Kangxi's face again, "But I think this name is the best!"
The smile on Wen Xi's face faded, and there was a hint of displeasure in her tone: "Xiao Shiba, does it look like the old brother Chenghu?" Naturally, Wen Xi didn't remember what Chenghu looked like, but she didn't
He likes his own son as if he were a substitute, just like the sixth elder brother Yinzuo back then!
Kangxi hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that!" Besides, the child had been gone for so many years, and Kangxi himself couldn't remember what he looked like. But every time he saw the prince acting like this, Kangxi could not help but think of his compatriot Yinreng.
Chenghu, "I just think the word 'Hu' is good! If you don't like it, forget it, I'll just draft it again!"
Kangxi then lowered his eyebrows and thought, and after a moment said: "Then let's call him Yinzhen! "祄" means blessing. My son will be blessed by God, and he will definitely live a long life!"
Yinzhen (xie), after all, history has remained largely unchanged. The eighteenth prince, Yinzhen, was originally supposed to be born to the Wang family, but now he was also born in her belly. I just vaguely remember that this child seemed to have died young.
...Wen Xi couldn't help but hug the child in her arms tightly. With her here, he will definitely live a long life. Regardless of God's blessing or not, she will protect this child to grow up safely!
"Yinxi..." Wen Xi murmured, and then smiled, but the name really didn't sound very nice, Yinzhen, the silver crab??
"Little crab?" Wenxi rubbed her son's face and called softly.
Wen Xi never noticed that Kangxi's dragon face turned dark instantly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)