The earth dragon in the Nuan Pavilion was burning warm, and the extremely fragrant agarwood fragrance lingered around Yinzhen's body. Ji Ling was about to fall asleep, but when he heard the name, he suddenly trembled all over and raised his head.
"No."
she blurted out.
Yinzhen looked at her.
Ji Ling immediately realized that his reaction was too much, so he cleared his throat, smiled awkwardly and said: "This word seems... not very popular. Your Majesty, let's change the name?"
If she remembered correctly, Hongluo in history was the youngest son of Emperor Yongzheng, known as the elder brother of Yuanmingyuan. After Yongzheng died, Qianlong came to the throne, and Hongzhan was still very young.
It was precisely because of his young age that Qianlong doted on his younger brother, so much so that Hongluo, who had grown up smoothly, behaved inappropriately. When he was greeting the Empress Dowager, he knelt down where Qianlong should have knelt down.
In the sitting position.
This incident was regarded as "a breach of etiquette" and greatly angered Qianlong. So Qianlong demoted him to Baylor and dismissed all official positions.
Hong Ruo was held in the palm of people's hands since she was a child. In modern terms, she developed a very arrogant temperament. However, she suddenly fell into the clouds. The psychological gap was too big, and she couldn't live with her face. She could not afford to fall ill and passed away like this.
Already.
He was still very young when he died.
No, no, no, you can't call it that name.
Ji Ling grabbed Yinzhen's sleeve seriously and begged him not to call him that name.
Yinzhen was happy. He hugged her and leaned against each other. He asked her: "What's wrong with this name? Nao means 'sun', and Hongxin's 'xin' means 'the sun is about to rise.'
It means - the sun rises and shines on people, the elder brother covers the younger brother, what a good name for a brother!"
Ji Ling couldn't tell him - she couldn't just tell everything that happened during the Qianlong period, right?
Although after traveling through this time and space, some things are different from the historical trend, after all, Hongli is still alive and kicking around, and the Xi concubine Niu Hulu is also a real person. It is still unclear whether there will be a Qianlong period in the future.
Hard to say.
She lay on top of him and begged him softly. Before shaking a few times, Yinzhen was already defeated. He nodded and smiled good-naturedly: "It's up to you."
He hugged her and said softly: "Besides, if you are a princess, there is no need to rush into naming her."
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At around four o'clock in the night, Yinzhen got up and prepared to go to court.
Ji Ling didn't sleep deeply. When he heard the noise, he rubbed his eyes and woke up.
She poked her head out from under the quilt and looked out,
A small palace lantern was lit in the Nuan Pavilion, and the jewelry tassels were shaking endlessly, so as not to disturb her sleep - the light of the light was also extremely dim.
The palace servants knelt on the ground to help Yinzhen dress.
Ji Ling covered his eyes with his hands and looked through the window pane.
It was dark outside, and there was the sound of rain hitting the eaves.
It's such a cold day, it's probably going to rain and snow.
Ji Ling thought so, yawned, lay down again awkwardly, and shrank into the warm bed.
When Yinzhen heard the noise, he turned his head and leaned over, tucking her in the quilt with his own hands. Then he said in a soft voice: "Sleep a little longer."
As he spoke, he was already being served by his slaves. He put on his clothes quickly and looked at her for a moment in the shadow of the light. Then he sighed: "I don't feel at ease if I don't come over to look at you. But when I come here, I always feel uneasy."
It disturbs you from sleeping well."
He paused and said: "I will stay in the warm pavilion in the west tonight."
Ji Ling nodded first, then shook his head and frowned: "The west? How far is that! We are together!"
After she finished speaking, the people waiting at the door all bowed their heads.
Yinzhen's heart was moved, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
After Yinzhen left, Ji Ling slept for two or three hours. When he woke up again, it was almost noon.
The sky was still about the same as in the morning, and it was frighteningly dark, but the sound of wind and rain became louder. The violent storm beat on the window lattice, mixed with the sound of dead branches and broken leaves falling. It didn't sound like the twelfth lunar month, but more like the scene in late autumn.
The third princess couldn't go out to play in the yard, so she put on a new winter coat and new flowerpot-soled shoes, and walked around in the spring of the whole world.
She probably learned a lot from watching Ji Ling do makeup on weekdays, but her hands were itchy, so she carefully painted Qilin's makeup.
Kirin's dog-haired face was painted with two red cheeks, two eyebrows like Crayon Shin-chan were drawn, and a biting lip makeup was painted on his mouth.
While being served by Qixi, Ji Ling got out of the bed and put on clothes - they were all ironed by the stove. The clothes were steaming with steam, and when she put them on, she felt like she was wrapped in an electric blanket.
cold.
In fact, some fabrics cannot be placed so close to the heat source and are easily damaged.
But the amount of clothes that Concubine Chen has here is really astonishing. If you don’t wear them quickly, this quarter will pass and there will be a lot of clothes. There will be no chance to show your face, and they will be pushed into the bottom of the box and stored in the warehouse.
Ji Ling got off the bed, Qixi knelt and put on her flat embroidered shoes, Bixue was beside her giving the order for breakfast and pastries, and Evian was already waiting beside her with toiletries.
Ji Ling picked up the tooth powder and just took a sip of water into her mouth when she saw the third princess walking in holding a heavily made-up Qilin.
"Pfft...!" She sprayed a mouthful of mouthwash into the basin.
Qilin looked helpless and was held in the arms of the third princess, with sad eyes. He struggled a few times when he saw Ji Ling.
Ji Ling took the handkerchief handed over by Evian, wiped his mouth randomly a few times, glared at his daughter, and took Qilin over: "You painted it like this, good, we don't need to stick to the door god during the Chinese New Year!"
The third princess laughed.
Ji Ling slowly wiped Qilin's face clean, and then ordered someone to bring in water again to wash the puppy's face.
Qilin even had lipstick and rouge on his paws, and he buried his head in the crook of his forearm in aggrievedness. Ji Ling kissed it on the head, and then it raised its head.
Ji Ling picked it up and bobbed it back and forth several times in the air like a swing.
Qilin grinned and smiled.
Ji Ling put it down and then said to the third princess: "Xi'er, Qilin is already old - very old, very old, almost like the age of our sixty or seventy-year-old people, please don't torment it anymore.
The third princess's face clearly looked a little guilty, and she nodded immediately.
Qixi came over, helped Ji Ling put on a very thick robe, and put on simple makeup. Ji Ling held her daughter's hand and walked out.
In the main hall outside, breakfast has been served, all of which are sweet and fragrant. There is also a large cup of lotus root sweet porridge, which is paired with lotus root-colored bean shredded leaf cakes, arranged in the shape of a lotus.
The small leaf cake is mixed with bean paste powder, giving it a faint red color. The plate is a sky-blue plain plate, and there is a bright yellow pea cake next to it, which is as beautiful as the stamens of a jasmine flower in early spring.
The two insides correspond to each other. Although there is a violent storm outside, the table is full of spring.