Ji Ling was helped by Yinzhen to sit down, and saw a few simple tables, a plain lamp, a pot of tea, and a few exquisite snacks in the painted boat.
The palace servant was kneeling next to him, cutting fruits with a knife. Ji Ling glanced over and saw that they were all her favorites.
The air was filled with the fragrance of fresh fruits, and the night breeze also brought a faint fragrance of vegetation.
Unlike during the day, Yinzhen changed into simple and plain clothes.
Ji Ling could tell - after arriving at the Old Summer Palace, his mood relaxed a lot, and the tense state of his whole body relaxed, showing a rare sense of leisure.
Huafang silently pushed Qinglan away and wandered in the back lake of Yuanmingyuan. Ji Ling looked in this direction - it should be heading to Fuhai.
The waters of Fuhai are so wide that it takes less than half an hour to get off the boat.
Yinzhen put down the book in his hand, looked at her with a smile, and said with curved eyebrows: "Lingling, do you know what day the third day of the lunar month is next month?"
Ji Ling's heart skipped a beat. She naturally knew that it was the original owner's birthday.
Recently, her heart has been completely focused on the third princess, and it is inevitable that she will neglect herself.
Unexpectedly, Yinzhen still remembered it firmly.
Ji Ling felt so warm in her heart.
In the past, every year on his birthday, Yinzhen would receive constant rewards, but in recent years, he has been in the Forbidden City, and the queen passed away.
There has been no stage in the palace for several years.
"I know you like to listen to music. In the past few years, you have suffered a lot. It is rare that you will stay in the Old Summer Palace this year. I will give you a good celebration for Lingling's birthday this year!"
Yinzhen held her hand in his palm, brought it to his lips and kissed her, looking at her with a smile.
In fact, Ji Ling didn't like listening to music very much, but because of her status as a concubine, there were not many entertainment projects in the palace. In comparison, listening to music and watching operas were already relatively interesting programs.
"Okay." She nodded happily.
This is the fourth master's wish. After all these years, he still treats her as a treasure in his palm and cares for her - with this kind of intention alone, no matter how plain the script is, it will look good.
When Yinzhen heard her promise, he was naturally happy. The two chatted for a while, and the boat gently pushed open the water. The waves were sparkling, and the stars in the sky sprinkled on the water, making it look like dark silk.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. You could only hear the sound of fish jumping out of the water at night, and the sound of wind blowing grass and leaves through the forest. Yinzhen held Ji Ling and leaned against the brocade cushion backrest of the boat, reaching out and gently stroking her hair.
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Not long after, the painting boat had arrived in the sea of blessings. In the distance, a bright light was seen, and the palace people stood with their hands hanging down. It turned out to be a pavilion in the middle of the lake enjoying the scenery in the sea of blessings.
Looking at this scene, Ji Ling could not help but let out a sigh of relief, thinking that it was not surprising that Fourth Master liked the Old Summer Palace.
If she were the emperor, she would also like a place like this. With such beautiful scenery, it is really the best rest after a hard day of political affairs.
The boat gradually came to a stop, and the young eunuchs were busy setting up the boat. Yinzhen stretched out his hand to help Ji Ling get up to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, where the palace people were already waiting.
The emperor rarely took a night trip, and was in a good mood while boating on the lake. There was a silk and bamboo team from the palace playing music in a low voice beside him. After listening to it for a while, Yinzhen felt that it was noisy, and waved his hand to make them all retreat.
The sound of wind and water is enough.
The palace maid spread the cushions on the embroidered pier and helped the imperial concubine sit down. Ji Ling turned around and saw the left and right sides of the boat. They were quietly following the two escort boats. They just looked forward along the way.
Admiring the beautiful scenery, I didn't notice it at all.
Yinzhen sat down face to face with her. The table was not big. Ji Ling still held his hand, and Yinzhen was led by her.
After a while, the palace servants brought tea, and Yinzhen ordered all his servants to step back, and then he and Ji Ling talked leisurely while admiring the moon.
"Hongxin is a good boy." He said this for a while, then suddenly said this.
Ji Ling's heartbeat almost skipped a beat.
She turned to look at Yinzhen's face.
Yinzhen's face was calm as usual, with a slight smile on his lips, and a gentle but firm light in his eyes.
He naturally noticed her gaze, but did not turn to look at her. He just smiled and repeated: "Among my sons, I like our Hongxin the most."
He paused and then said: "This child is good, and you, as a mother, are all good to me."
What he said... was already blatant and unabashed.
Ji Ling didn't expect that given Yinzhen's character, he would be so straightforward and unobtrusive.
As soon as she moved, she was about to stand up. Yinzhen had already expected it. He reached out and quickly grabbed her wrist and said, "No need."
He stared at the sinking water.
This is the pavilion in the middle of the lake. There is no one around, and the servants have retreated very far away. Yinzhen said quietly: "Lingling, don't forget, we also have the seventh brother - he is Hongxin's biological brother.
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He finally turned around and looked at her: "He is still very young."
He is so small that he needs his own brother to protect him.
When Ji Ling heard the meaning of these words, he felt that it was extremely unlucky, and an indescribable sadness came to the tip of his nose.
She squeezed Yinzhen's hand.
Yinzhen smiled openly and raised his hand to touch her hair.
Not long after, the palace servants had brought a small box, and they knelt in front of the emperor and raised their hands high.
Ji Ling glanced into the box and saw a round candy-like thing with a faint red light.
The size is almost the same as Malisin.
Yinzhen stretched out his hand, took it directly without even looking at it, and swallowed it into his stomach with the tea cup in front of him.
Ji Ling realized it later and took a moment to react.
It’s terrible! It’s a pill!
In the twelfth and thirteenth year of Yongzheng's reign, Yinzhen had already had this tendency. The Taoist priests in the palace had not been exhausted over the years, and the materials for alchemy were endless.
Ji Ling had tried to persuade her several times before, and once she even cried anxiously. From then on, Yinzhen took much less.
But looking at the situation in front of me, it seems that I am returning to my old ways.
Ji Ling suddenly became anxious and wanted to put her hand into his throat and pull out the Malisin pill just now.
Heavy metals are poisonous!!
She frowned and asked him: "Your Majesty, where did you get the elixir?"
Yinzhen stood up soothingly, patted her shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Today, I have newly summoned the Taoist priest to the palace. This person has been admired by me for a long time. However, the Taoist priest travels all over the world and is rare to see. Now he can
It is fate that he enters the Old Summer Palace, so I am keeping him here, and I have also shown him this elixir, so he will be fine."
Ji Ling was almost pissed off: It’s okay, it’s a damn thing! It’s fate, it’s a ghost!
Why is Yinzhen, who is wise, wise, decisive, calm and rational, so stubborn on this matter?
Not only is he stubborn, he is also very conceited!
She reached out and grabbed the pill box, held it tightly in her arms and wouldn't let go.
Yinzhen's face showed a rare hint of displeasure.
After a long while, he said in a deep voice: "Lingling, I know you are worried about me, so I naturally act in a measured way - if I say it's okay, it's okay."
Ji Ling: I believe you!
A trace of sadness and solemnity flashed in Yinzhen's eyes, and he said word by word: "Besides, didn't I just say that? Our seventh brother, he is still young..."
