The sky was getting brighter and Ji Ling had already woken up.
Yinzhen stayed at her place last night.
His sleep quality is getting worse and worse now, and he has to read Taoist scriptures for a while before going to bed.
He almost suffered from insomnia, but he refused to admit it.
Ji Ling looked at it and sighed inwardly.
Before traveling through time, she had been under too much pressure from work for a while and had suffered from insomnia.
During that period, not only did my face look bad, but I also felt like I was floating every day when I walked, my head also felt dizzy, and I always felt top-heavy.
She didn't dare to tell her family for fear of worrying them.
Ji Ling remembers it very clearly - at that time, the most stressful thing was sleeping every night.
The more I want to sleep, the more I can't fall asleep, and the more I can't sleep, the more anxious I become.
In fact, people really feel sleepy for a while at night.
After that point, if you don't catch up on sleeping, it will be hard to fall asleep again.
Therefore, many people check their mobile phones at night, and the more they check, the more energetic they become. This is because they have passed the point where they most want to sleep and cannot fall asleep.
Ji Ling turned around and glanced at Fourth Master.
When she fell asleep in a daze at night, she heard him turn over several times and sigh several times.
He placed the Taoist scriptures on the small table next to the bed.
Ji Ling reached out and took it, silently flipping through a few pages, and saw that it was full of stories about immortals living forever and leading people to practice Taoism.
Ji Ling silently put down the book.
In his dream, Yinzhen breathed softly.
The bed curtain was raised a little, letting in light. Ji Ling reached out and lowered the bed curtain, fearing that this little light would affect Yinzhen's sleep.
It's rare to sleep well at this time, so let him catch up on his sleep for a while.
She held her chin with one hand, lowered her head slightly and looked at Yinzhen. As she looked, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
Over the years, Yinzhen has remained the same as when we first met, with no changes.
When people are sleeping, they are always very unguarded, and Yinzhen's face also shows a kind of innocent softness similar to that of a boy.
Ji Ling looked at him: Why do you have the illusion that you are looking at the grown-up Hongxin?
Yinzhen turned over, opened his eyes slightly, saw the person in front of him, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.
Gillington lay on his chest.
Yinzhen's shoulders are very broad, thin, tall, and broad. If it were in modern times, he would be the kind of "natural clothes hanger" that everyone praises.
Leaning on such shoulders gives me a sense of security.
Ji Ling reached out to touch his hand. Yinzhen was still in a daze of sleep. He stretched out his hand and intertwined her fingers with hers. Ji Ling looked down at his long, strong fingers with clear joints, and counted silently in her heart: one,
two three four……
She was counting how many months were left in the thirteenth year of Yongzheng's reign.
Come over quickly...
Come over quickly!
Eleven years together, three children...
Part of Ji Ling's fear stems from the death of Yongzheng in the thirteenth year of history - he doesn't know whether everything will proceed according to the historical trajectory in this time and space.
Another part comes from the fact that Yinzhen is always reading these Taoist scriptures.
He was so obsessed with these Taoist scriptures that he always gave her a premonition that he would practice Taoism and become an immortal, or maybe one day leave the mortal world behind and disappear among the mountains and rivers.
Ji Ling squeezed his hand.
She has always felt that since she is a time traveler, she is the one who may suddenly disappear at any time in this time and space, or even die and travel back to the modern world.
But now, this possibility suddenly moved to Yinzhen.
She was so depressed that she couldn't breathe.
Worry about gains and losses, for fear of losing.
In the third or fourth year of Yongzheng's reign, she had just gained favor, and then she was given the title of concubine, concubine...
Along the way, no matter how proud she was, she had always been silently warning herself in the deepest part of her heart to be mentally prepared - as an emperor, it was difficult to fall in love even if there were countless newcomers in the harem.
It lasts a lifetime.
She cannot be his only favorite forever, she will always be the treasure he holds in the palm of his hand.
When the new favorite beauty who can win your heart with a smile appears, it will be her final call.
Admittedly, she fell out of favor again and again, and Ji Ling knew it in her heart: she had never been as domineering as Concubine Nian, nor had she shown off her intrigues like the Queen, which made the Emperor dislike her.
She believes that even if one day, Yinzhen really no longer loves her, he will rely on his past affection and his children.
He will also treat her favorably.
However, it is nothing but kindness.
She kept reminding herself of this along the way, but after traveling so far in this life, he was still treating her as he always was.
Ji Ling held onto Yinzhen's hand tighter and tighter.
Yinzhen was woken up by her, and when he opened his eyes, he saw her looking at him with a serious, solemn, and crying expression.
"Why are you looking at me if you don't sleep?"
He simply sat up, looked at her with a smile, and stretched out his hand to cover the quilt for her: "Aren't you sleepy?"
There was an ice bucket in the room and it was very air-conditioned. After Ji Ling sat for a while, his clothes were actually stained with a layer of coolness.
After all, it was the turn of summer and autumn, and the sun was shining fiercely. I sat like this and thought for a while, but the sunlight had already shone in.
The sun has risen.
Yinzhen saw something wrong with her expression, grabbed her hand under the quilt, held it in his hand and said softly: "What are you thinking about?"
Ji Ling crawled into his arms wrapped in quilt, hugged his waist like a big baby, buried her head in his chest.
She is already a mother of three children, but she does not feel embarrassed at all when doing these childish actions, it seems to be very natural.
Yinzhen also held her in his arms just like he had done with the girl many years ago, stroking her long hair soothingly over and over again, and asked her: "Did you dream?"
Lingling is so abnormal, she must be having a nightmare.
There was a queen first and then a princess in the womb this time. The two things happened to come together. Even though it was handled by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the burden on the imperial concubine's shoulders was definitely not light.
With this in mind, he called someone to come in and wait on you, and then said, "Lingling, I'll take you to breakfast."
When he said "bring", he really meant "bringing".
He took her to the Yangxin Palace.
It was already common for the imperial concubine to have meals in the Yangxin Hall, and the imperial dining room had already been informed. At this time, a large number of meal delivery eunuchs filed out of the imperial dining room and delivered breakfast to the back hall of the Yangxin Hall.
Yinzhen sat next to Ji Ling, holding a book in his hand and reading.
The eunuch serving the meal served the porridge silently.
Yinzhen took a few bites and then read another page. His mind was not on breakfast at all. He didn't notice that the porridge in the Kowloon Golden Bowl was cold.
The eunuch who served the kitchen gently changed it.
But after a while, he would raise his head and instruct the servants to serve the imperial concubine well. Then he would pat the back of Ji Ling's hand and tell her to have a good meal.
Ji Ling thought at first that Yinzhen was looking at the morning report, but didn't take it seriously.
In the end, he ate a few pieces of pastry and ate half a plate of pastry, looking at Yinzhen with a beaming look.
She accidentally took a closer look at the cover of the book and discovered that it was another Taoist scripture.