Ji Ling came out, handed Brother Qi to the wet nurse, and came forward with a smile without saluting.
Hongxin stood panting next to Yinzhen, with beads of sweat all over his face. It was obviously the weather in October, but his face was as red as midsummer.
The clothes and collars of both father and son were soaked through.
Ji Ling arranged for the servants to serve Fourth Master and Hongxin to bathe and change clothes.
Hongxin was very excited, with his nose flaring, as if he wanted to say something to E Niang. Yinzhen patted him on the back, and then he went to get ready to take a bath.
By the time both of them had bathed and put on clean clothes, dinner had been laid out in the front hall.
The third princess had already sat down, and sat directly next to Ji Ling without using the small table for her and Hongxin.
When Hongxin and Huang Ama came over, the four of them happened to be sitting in the same place.
The family of four looks happy and happy.
Hongxin sat down and asked for some soup - he was so thirsty that the eunuch who served him served three small bowls of lotus root and seed clear heart soup, and he drank them all in one gulp.
Ji Ling signaled the eunuch serving the meal to step back, and began to serve his son the soup with his own hands.
After she finished serving, she handed it to Yinzhen, but Yinzhen held her wrist and said, "It's also very hard for you to take the seventh brother. Take a break and don't have to work too hard. Just leave these things to the slaves."
When he spoke like this, he interrupted the rest of what she wanted to say.
The third princess was holding a rice bowl next to her. She rarely said a word and ate quietly. Yinzhen looked at the pair of children, stretched out his hand to touch this head, and patted the other's shoulder, with a look of licking his face.
The third princess had a good appetite. She ate a spicy pot dish specially made for her, and ate a plate of fried tofu, a bowl of whitebait soup, a bowl of wontons, and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cold cake.
Ji Ling knew her daughter's appetite well, and when she saw the bottom of her bowl gradually leaking out, she was ready to call the slaves to add more to her.
Who knew that the third princess took the handkerchief handed over by the maid next to her, wiped the corners of her mouth politely, and whispered: "Mom, no need, I'm full."
Although she said this, her eyes still reluctantly glanced at the sweet pastries on the table.
Yinzhen put down his chopsticks and smiled.
Ji Ling looked at him, and he looked at Ji Ling, and then said considerately: "When you're done, go and have a rest early, and Huang Ama will have a few words with your mother-in-law."
The third princess had an expression on her face, "Is it okay to leave early?", then stood up, bowed to Huang Ama in a proper manner, winked at Ji Ling, and then walked back.
Another snack was served, which was small pumpkin milk pancakes. Each pancake was made very mini, only the size of a baby's fist. It was filled with pumpkin puree inside and trembling milk skin on the outside. It tasted very silky.
It melts in your mouth.
When the plates came up, Yinzhen took one and put it on the plate in front of Ji Ling.
"It's delicious." He looked at her with a smile, his voice was low and gentle.
Ji Ling was still looking back at her daughter's back.
After all, my daughter is a little girl, and now she is afraid of getting fat and doesn’t dare to eat too much - Ji Ling thought.
Yinzhen also looked at the back of the third princess, and suddenly patted the back of Ji Ling's hand gently, and said in a tone that was half pleased, half melancholy: "Xi'er is gradually growing up."
The two of them sat under the palace lantern and had a quiet and warm meal. After the meal, Hongxin took his servant to his own Nuan Pavilion to review his books.
The content of Sinology taught to the princes was mostly within the scope of Confucianism and based on Neo-Confucianism, mainly based on the "Four Books", "Five Classics", "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and "Gu Wen Yuan Jian".
In addition, there are also previous emperors' sacred teachings, such as Kangxi's "Zi Zheng Yao Lan" and so on, which are all ancestral family teachings. In addition, there are also books such as "Manchu and Mongolian Chinese Characters Sanhe Qingyin Qing Wenjian" -
The prince was required to learn three languages: Manchu and Mongolian Khan.
He was studying inside, but Yinzhen didn't let him clear the dining table - he was in a good mood tonight, and asked someone to go to the imperial dining room of the Yangxin Palace to bring some fresh tea. The two of them sat under the lamp, with the rain falling outside the window.
It started to rain.
The rain on the autumn night was already a bit cool, and as it was evening again, tea was brewing little by little on the golden stove, and the warmth also penetrated into people's hearts.
Yinzhen was afraid that Ji Ling would be frozen, so he ordered people to close all the doors of the front hall. Qixi took his cloak and surrounded his master tightly.
When she was surrounded, she went down with her slaves.
Yinzhen stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit next to him. In Nuo Da's front hall, all he could hear was the sound of tea being made, and thick steam coming out. Looking out, there was a layer of smoke everywhere.
"Xi'er's..." Yinzhen opened his mouth. He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking of a word to follow.
Finally, he said: "From now on, I will pay attention to Xi'er's matter. If you or Xi'er have a crush on you, please tell me. As long as I keep an eye on it, I will definitely not stop it."
Ji Ling thought: How old is this kid? He is only a primary school student. He is discussing marriage now? He is too impatient.
But soon, she couldn't laugh anymore - not to mention, the prince's Fu Jin, who was about the age of a junior high school student, proposed to marry the prince.
If we extrapolate based on this age, in fact, the third princess will only be able to stay with her for a few years.
Her heart trembled. Thinking of Princess He Hui and Princess Shushen, she immediately took Yinzhen's hand and looked at him with wide eyes: "Our Xi'er cannot go to Mongolia!"
Yinzhen held her hand, nodded and said: "Don't worry, Lingling, I promise you."
After a pause, he sighed and whispered: "I can't bear to part with you either!"
He clapped his knees and stood up. Ji Ling thought he was going to find the third princess, and was about to say that there was no need to be in such a hurry and not to scare the child.
Who knew that Yinzhen had already gone into Nuan Pavilion.
He walked a few steps and saw Ji Ling still sitting there, looking at him in confusion, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Come here too."
Ji Ling stood up and walked a few steps to follow him. Yinzhen held her hand, raised his hand to touch her cheek, and then whispered: "My face is white with cold, and I'm still sitting there."
There, are you stupid?"
Ji Ling said "Oh", but all she could think about was what Yinzhen said just now.
There is no mother in the world who does not worry about this kind of thing.
Her mind was not on herself for a moment, and she didn't realize that Yinzhen had pushed her down and sat down by the bed.
It was still the same as many years ago, when he was in a good mood, he liked to hold her in his lap and talk, hugging her whole body.
It is a possessive gesture.
Ji Ling felt a little sore in her eyes when she thought that the third princess would get married one day, and she would never be like now, always talking about the beauty of the bride and the beauty of the bride, and being with her all day long.
She put her arms around Yinzhen's neck and rubbed her arms gently.
This was originally a gesture of seeking comfort, but Yinzhen got it wrong. Smelling the faint scent of incense on her body, he became distracted and reached out to unbutton her collar and cloak.
The cold and silky cloak poured to the ground like water, and the cool air on the clothes also dissipated.