He couldn't bear it all - this time of the year was the busiest, and Lingling's due date was right at the end of the year.
Su Peisheng was beside him, observing his words, and asked him appropriately: "Your Majesty, do you want the royal kitchen to bring dinner to the front tonight?"
What this means is asking him if he wants to go back?
The back - naturally refers to the world where the imperial concubine and her family have come together.
Yinzhen nodded.
Sitting in the Chunli of the Tiandi Family, Ji Ling looked around. Now that the third princess had moved out, the whole courtyard suddenly became quiet.
I don't feel it at ordinary times, I only feel it after the person is gone.
She had people tidy up the pavilion after the third princess left. Everything her daughter had left behind was wiped clean, sealed in boxes, and kept in the same place in the house.
Maybe when the third princess comes back, she will rest in the Nuan Pavilion for a while.
There is also a warm room that has been cleaned up a long time ago and is used in the back for the third young master. All the rockers, wooden basins, and toys of all sizes from the Ministry of Internal Affairs have been brought in. The windows in the warm room are clean, spotless, and new.
The maid who arrived was kneeling beside her, listening to the concubine's words. When she occasionally raised her face, she always looked happy.
Ji Ling looked at the expressions on their faces and suddenly felt that in their eyes, he was probably about the same as a hen that can lay golden eggs...
While she was watching here, Yinzhen came over and took Hongxin back together from the depths of the cave.
The father and son walked in. Hongxin was like a mini version of the Fourth Master, following behind his father with his hands behind his back. Even his posture and demeanor when walking were exactly the same.
Ji Ling looked blank for a moment and could hardly turn his eyes away.
By the time she reacted, her hand was already held by Yinzhen.
With her pregnant belly holding out, there was no need to salute. Yinzhen held her back with one hand and the two of them went in. Hongxin was left behind.
After entering the palace, Yinzhen could take a good look at her. He saw that she was wearing plain clothes, with her hair tied loosely to one side - although she was simple, she had a homely warmth.
Qixi came over to serve tea. Ji Ling first held her son's hand, then held his face and looked him up and down. The mother and son talked a lot.
When Hongxin came in front of E Niang, he immediately felt like he had no bones, and he acted coquettishly while twisting on her body.
Ji Ling hugged him for a while, and seeing that Yinzhen seemed to have something to say, he pointed at the Nuan Pavilion on the west side, then pointed at his own belly, pinched his son's cheek, and said softly: "That's E Niang's new wife."
Do you want to go and have a look at the house prepared for your little sister or brother?"
During the Chinese New Year celebrations in the Old Summer Palace, Hongxin took a rare break from the minister's study room, but he has not been idle these days. He finished the homework left by his master, and in the Qinzheng Qinxian Hall, Yinzhen was given another gift.
Let him see something.
He never had a break either.
At this time, Hongxin glanced at Huang Ama.
Yinzhen nodded and said, "Go."
Seeing Huang Ama nod, Hongxin suddenly looked relaxed, turned around and walked briskly - he was still a child after all, so it was inevitable that he would show some jumping joy when walking.
Ji Ling was behind, looking at her with an old mother's smile.
"Hongxin has grown taller again," she said.
"Yes, children grow up quickly." Yinzhen said thoughtfully.
The clock in the spring house of Tiandi Family rang, and it was time for dinner.
In the dining room, it has been prepared for a long time, and Xiao Dazi is waiting for the order from the front.
When the dishes were served, they were piping hot with a lingering aroma. They were all light in taste. Knowing that the master loves sweetness, some of the dishes were sweet and sour.
Yinzhen only used half a bowl of rice and put down his chopsticks.
Ji Ling looked at him: "Is this...unpalatable?"
She thought for a while and whispered: "How about I ask Xiao Fenzi to tell the imperial kitchen to make a new table and send it to the emperor."
Yinzhen shook his head: "No need."
He paused, took Ji Ling's hand and said, "I came here for a walk. I just wanted to take a look at you."
Ji Ling also laughed, and when he saw his eyes drifting towards her stomach, she subconsciously turned around again.
Yinzhen brought her hand to his lips and kissed her without saying a word.
In the dining room, Xiao Dazi heard that the emperor's food was not good. Looking at the dinner, except for the dishes used by the concubine and the master, there were almost no chopsticks on some other dishes.
There was only one cup of polenta, and a lot of it was used.
He immediately couldn't sit still.
Xiao Dazi went out to find Xiao Fenzi and wanted to ask him what was going on inside. Halfway through, he saw Yiquan holding a needle and thread in a corner of the courtyard in the dim light where the palace lanterns were not lit.
Yu, who seemed to be chatting, was standing in the yard with Xiao Yoko, talking and laughing.
Little Yoko usually serves his sixth brother, and most of the time he follows him deep in the cave. Although he used to serve Ji Ling's old man, after all, he doesn't come back much now.
No wonder Yiquan would chat with him more when she met him.
Xiao Dazi didn't think much, and raised his feet to go over from a distance, but heard Yiquan laugh softly, his voice was delicate and soft, and said softly: "How can that be done? How can I say that Brother Yoko is also the sixth elder brother now?
People like this...don't be laughed out of your mind!"
like this?
Like what?
Xiao Dazi couldn't help but stopped and looked there, only to see Yiquan smiling and taking the initiative to sit down on the steps beside him. He reached for the needle and thread in the sewing basket and went to help him mend the corners of his clothes.
The previous line was broken.
Little Yoko quickly waved her hand politely and said: "No, no need!"
Xiao Dazi felt embarrassed for him when he saw it, and was about to leave when he heard Yiquan's voice already hinting at tears: "Does Brother Yoko dislike my clumsiness?"
Xiao Yoko shook his head and said: "No!"
Yiquan raised his eyes and looked at him with wandering eyes. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the corner of Xiaoyangzi's clothes without any explanation. With one hand, he was already sewing the needle and weaving it quickly. When the sewing was done, he started sewing again.
He lowered his head and helped Little Yoko bite off the thread very affectionately. Then he looked at Little Yoko and said softly: "Brother, it's done!"
Little Yoko stood up awkwardly, looked down at the piece of clothes, and whispered: "Thank you!"
Xiao Dazi was shocked by the sound of "brother" and got goosebumps all over his body. He raised his feet to walk away, but felt that his legs were a little weak.
When I got to Xiao Fenzi's room, I saw Xiao Fenzi standing under the lamp, and several nuns stood in a row, listening to his instructions honestly.
Seeing Xiao Dazi coming, Xiao Fenzi immediately dismissed the people politely, pulled the bench next to the table, patted it and said: "Dazi, sit down!"
Xiao Dazi sat down. He was originally going to ask about the meal, but now he completely forgot about it.
He just raised his hand and wiped his forehead with his sleeve, took a deep look at Xiao Fenzi under the lamp, and suddenly sighed: "What a risk! What a risk!"
Xiao Fenzi didn't know why.
Xiao Dazi poured himself a pot of tea, drank it in one breath, and said: "Fortunately, fortunately!"
