When Yinzhen entered the Chengqian Palace, the third princess rushed towards him and hugged him. She raised her chubby little face and said in an aggrieved tone: "Huang Ama, I haven't seen you for several days!"
Ji Ling smiled and reached out to touch her daughter's little head: "Your Majesty has too many things to do these days and is very tired. Please let Majesty have a rest."
The third princess pulled the purse around Yinzhen's waist and reluctantly let go for a long time. Ji Ling turned back and glanced at Grandma Chen.
Nanny Chen quickly came forward, coaxed her with a smile and said, "Third Princess, how about I accompany you to play with the thread? That will be fun!"
Thread wrapping involves two people cooperating with each other to pick up the silk thread in their hands and create various patterns.
The third princess just learned from her grandma yesterday, and now she is very playful. After hearing these words, her attention was attracted, and she let go of her emperor's hand.
Seeing the opportunity, Grandma Chen immediately hugged her armpits, saluted the emperor and master, and slipped the third princess away.
After the third princess was taken away, Yinzhen went to another warm room to see the sixth elder brother.
Brother Six was able to walk a long time ago, but he was still young after all. He was swaying, balancing left and right, and his walking was not very steady.
It was cold, and the slaves did not dare to take him out to play, so they only spent time with their elder brother in the Dongnuan Pavilion - Qilin ran around the sixth elder brother's bed, holding the sixth elder brother's toys in his mouth, and the sixth elder brother
Giggling and laughing loudly.
He kept spinning around in the crib, reaching out to pull out the unicorn's tail from time to time.
Qilin flicked its tail dexterously and dodged away.
Only then did Yinzhen squeeze Ji Ling's hand and motioned for her to follow him to the back hall.
The children of the Tian family are delicate. When Yinzhen was in Qiandi, the daughters and sons he had raised all died early - the younger ones were raised for less than a month, and the elder ones were only a few years old when they fell ill.
Confused by fever, the imperial doctors from the palace came to Prince Yong's palace like rollers. They invited precious medicinal materials, folk remedies, and even famous doctors from the capital's medical clinics.
Huang Kao also sent people to watch constantly.
But in the end, I couldn't keep the child.
These are all sad things from the past - Yinzhen often doesn't want to mention them, even if he thinks about them, he just forces himself to turn his thoughts away immediately.
Now looking at the siblings in Cheng Qian Palace, especially the sixth elder brother, listening to the loud laughter that almost blew the roof off, they looked like they were strong and healthy and could grow up safely and smoothly.
Yinzhen felt very relieved.
It was extremely warm in the Nuan Pavilion. When he suddenly arrived in the courtyard corridor, the heat and cold were so intense that Ji Ling couldn't help but shiver.
Yinzhen noticed it and hugged her tightly.
When they got to the back hall, the two of them sat down, and it was quiet and warm in a different way.
It was a little hot in the Nuan Pavilion. As Ji Ling and Yinzhen talked, they felt that their face was getting hotter and hotter, and even the palms of their hands were sweating.
She walked to the window of Nuange, reached out and opened the window a crack, and the cold night wind outside flowed in through the buds of the pear branches in the yard.
Yinzhen stood up and walked to the window. He held her shoulders from behind and said, "Idiot, be careful of catching a cold. Don't stand here in the wind."
Ji Ling was held by his shoulders and turned around obediently.
Yinzhen reached out and hugged her, and Ji Ling hugged the fourth master's waist. The two of them cuddled in front of the window for a moment. Yinzhen heard Ji Ling sigh softly and said: "The New Year in the palace is very lively.
It’s just that there are so many people everywhere that I can’t just walk around casually. I’ve been stuck in Chengqian Palace for several days.”
Yinzhen smiled hoarsely and said, "Lingling is bored?"
Ji Ling nodded.
Yinzhen suddenly let go of her hand, shouted to the servants to come in and prepare the cloak, and asked Su Peisheng to prepare the warm sedan. He looked at Ji Ling and said: "There happens to be an old place of ours - I haven't been there for a long time. Don't go there."
I’ve been busy in front of you during the past few days during the New Year, but in fact, I just want to be quiet and quiet. Let’s go! Follow me.”
Ji Ling said in surprise: "Old place?"
Is there any place in the Forbidden City that is the so-called "old place"? And it is also "our old place" as the Fourth Master calls it.
His way of expressing it made her heart melt.
Not long after, Qixi had delivered the cloak. She shook it open and when she was about to help Ji Ling put it on, Yinzhen had already reached out to take it, wrapped Ji Ling tightly with his own hands, and closed her collar.
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He lowered his head and tidied the velvety fur on Ji Ling's collar with a loving look on his face.
Since the beginning of winter, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has sent more than a dozen boxes of winter clothes to Chengqian Palace. Needless to say, there are various fur cloaks among them.
Cloaks are made of good leather, but they are inevitably delicate when stored and cannot withstand pressure. The boxes containing them take up a lot of space when stacked. In the end, Ji Ling actually only wears a few of them.
Ji Ling reached out and touched her hair and remembered: "My hairstyle..." When she got up in the morning, she asked Qixi to simply put her hair into a bun. She hadn't even combed her hair properly yet.
Yinzhen stretched out his hand to turn up the hood for her and said, "It doesn't matter."
He took her out of the back hall, walked through the courtyard corridor, and walked to the front hall.
The hood of the cloak was very large, and when it was worn, it was supported by the bun on the top of the head. However, Shang didn't realize it, but it collapsed several times, blocking Ji Ling's sight.
Yinzhen stretched out his hand, held her hand tightly, and wrapped her hand in his own.
The warm sedan chairs were already waiting in front of Chengqian Palace, with two tops in front and one behind. Qixi stretched out her hand to block the top of the sedan chair. Yinzhen saw Ji Ling bowing her head and bending over, and after sitting in the sedan chair, Qixi stuffed her with another Tangbaozi, and then followed
Next to the sedan.
With a command, the warm sedan started to drive.
The imperial driver walked to the southwest for about half a cup of tea. At this time, the palace door was about to be unlocked. Seeing the emperor's arrival, the guard on duty quickly opened the door.
I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely entered a deep alley with a slight weed on the road. Ji Ling lifted a corner of the sedan curtain and looked at the familiar road, feeling that memories were slowly emerging in his mind.
She finally remembered - this is Yuhua Pavilion.
A few years ago, Yinzhen took her to Yuhua Pavilion.
The sedan stopped in front of a small courtyard. Ji Ling got off the sedan and looked up to see the small black door, just like before.
The eunuch who opened the door had already taken out the key with shaking hands, opened the door, and Yinzhen walked in with Ji Ling.
Yuhua Pavilion is a forbidden place, and no servant is allowed to enter without permission. Only Su Peisheng is following him.
Yinzhen led Ji Ling along the path and walked in. Ji Ling grabbed his sleeve and couldn't help but whisper: "It's still so dark here."
Yinzhen smiled slightly, reached out and patted her, took her to the end, opened the second door, and Yuhua Pavilion appeared in front of him.
Su Peisheng quietly stepped forward, opened the door of the pavilion, and said: "Your Majesty, wait a moment while I go to light the lamp."
He ducked in and went in. After a while, the lights in the attic lit up. At first, there were only one or two lonely lights, and the stars were scattered and scattered. Gradually, there were more lights and they became a line.
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The outline of Yuhua Pavilion slowly appeared.
Yinzhen held Ji Ling's hand and said, "Just go in."
