I don't know if it was Kangxi's instructions, or Concubine De's intention to let Xiaoyan and Yinxiang cultivate a relationship, Sibeile Mansion can often see Xiaoyan following Yinxiang. The ghost girl always followed him with a docile face, not talking or laughing, pretending to be the real thing.

Honghui has changed from sticking to Yinxiang to sticking to Xiaoyan, it seems that he has a good impression of his future aunt-to-be, but I am afraid that he will be led into a hypocritical little devil by this bad woman.

Because of the relationship between going outside the Saiwai, the Hongwan sisters and brothers who missed the arrest of Zhou were taken into the palace by Lao Kang, and made up for the ceremony of catching Zhou, and the rare things on the table opened my eyes. Hongwan, no matter how cool you are and how much you look like you Ama with a small face, or my son, you actually held the Kangxi special globe that almost blinded me in your arms.

It's a pity that although Kangxi smiled happily, he didn't give the baby to my son, which was really stingy. Otherwise, I can check whether the map I drew is correct or not, after all, after many years, my memory is not so reliable. Alas...... Disappointment!

What disappointed me even more was that Hongwan actually grabbed a string of pearls, and grinned on the table and clutched it, and no one let go. I was so scared that I almost knelt on the ground, how could she touch that thing? Fortunately, Lao Kang just smiled and didn't take the little girl's stubbornness in his eyes. Thanks to Kangxi's kindness, I quickly left the palace with the child in my arms, hoping that no one would mention this matter again.

The two little babies grew up very fast, and the children who were more than a year old ran all over the ground, and even the cool little boy of Hongwan became very active, so that I could take care of this and not that behind me. In desperation, they let it go, and they tossed hard, anyway, the child didn't need to be coaxed if he fell, as long as it didn't hurt his muscles and bones. Anyway, they can't develop their pampered habits, and they suffer themselves and those who serve them.

Yin Zhen was very unimpressed by this, and often frowned at me who let Hongwan cry, and then bent over to pick it up and whispered, I felt uncomfortable listening to it. That kind of tone is too much like the intimacy between lovers, which is not suitable for appearing on him, let alone showing to a female doll.

I don't know how long he can last with such patience, a year, two years, or ten years or even longer, because I don't have that much time to verify, and at the end of the year, he followed his father to the Taimiao Temple, and when he came back, he became much more silent. When Hongwan lay on top of him and called Amma delicately, he would not be able to hear because of his distraction.

It is said that Kangxi felt slightly dizzy when he saluted in the Taimiao, I don't know what the concept of this micro-feeling is in Yinzhen's mouth, but from his reaction, it should not be very good. But now it's only the 41st year of Kangxi, and with the history I know, his life as emperor Ama is still very long.

After spending the Chinese New Year's Eve in the palace, after the palaces asked An to bow down on the first day of the new year, I returned to the mansion alone with a few dolls. Because of the grandfather who had been thinking about them for more than half a month, he quickly recovered his health, and took his sons to Wutai Mountain to have a happy life.

It doesn't matter if you don't take me there, we've been there, and I'm not interested in looking for cold in winter. Even if you want to go in the summer, it's good to escape the heat.

Xiaoyan and I sat leisurely in the yard, basking in the rare warm winter sun, chatting all day, thinking about the purple sand bracelet and the two cute squirrels that we brought back from Wutai Mountain. He would be distressed about how the identical bracelets would be distributed, awkwardly placed them on the table for the two of us to choose from, and then would look at us and smile shyly.

We can't guess what he will bring this time, as a prince, and I don't know if Yinzhen will follow Yinxiang's example and bring some gifts to the children. After all, Honghui was so happy to see the rabbits that Uncle Thirteen brought from the plug, and he would definitely be even happier if he brought something to him.

When the ice river thawed and the spring flowers bloomed, Yinzhen and Yinxiang entered the door together, Xiaoyan still followed him like that, but his eyes winked at me and glanced at the round small cage in Gao Wuyong's hand.

There is really nothing new, the squirrel that has not been shaken for 300 years, can't Wutai Mountain produce something else? Or the people of Wutai Mountain have been catching squirrels and selling them for a living since ancient times? Or, like us, Yinxiang also remembered the past?

It's just that...... It seems that it is taken on the little master, it should be Yinzhen's mind.

Honghui was super happy as I expected, and when he thanked him Amma, in terms of my bad taste, he was happy with honey flowing down the corners of his mouth.

"Amma, Eniang, Thirteenth Uncle, Little Auntie, come and see, its eyes ...... The eyes are blue, just like the foreigner next to Huang Marfa. Honghui cried out in surprise, carefully handed the cage to his younger siblings, and the three pairs of eyes stared closely.

Every time Honghui calls for filial piety like this, the corners of our mouths twitch slightly, with Yinxiang being the most significant. I don't know how this title is called, but when I inadvertently saw Xiaoyan smirking smugly with the corners of her mouth covered, I suddenly understood that this woman was really a complete nymphomaniac.

Yin Zhen may not have imagined that he would bring a cheap gadget casually in exchange for his son being so happy. The corners of his lips curled to the side of him, looking at the attentive expressions of the three children, looking up at me and smiling softly.

Every afternoon, Yinzhen and I sat in the yard for a while, with cats and dogs lying at our feet, watching Honghui pinch the pine nuts and try to feed the little squirrel. The three siblings watched as its cheeks were stuffed with round and bulging cheeks, and a little bit of hard shell fell out of the claw cracks and cage cracks, and then ran hard, turning the cage fast.

Day after day, tirelessly, the countless laughter in the yard makes me feel real and happy.

When the roses were blooming, a sudden night rain poured the fog all over the house, and the sky was cloudy, and it also wet Honghui and Hongwan's eyes. The little squirrel hanging in the yard was lying in a cage that no longer wobbled, with beautiful dark blue eyes open, no longer moving.

Yin Zhen came back, stopped under Gao Wuyong's umbrella, and watched the small courtyard full of umbrellas, and the children squatted in three small groups, on the rain-soaked ground, surrounding the wet stiff squirrel. The corners of his mouth pursed and he walked over, bent down and put his hands on the top of Honghui and Hongwan's heads respectively, and sighed softly.

I hugged Hongwan, who was as tight as he was, and looked at the three sad children with a sigh, who had received their first education in such a timely weather. I think they understood one thing, that happiness is short-lived, that life is impermanent.

The rain gradually stopped, and Yinzhen walked to the garden with the cage, took a small shovel and dug a small pit under the roses, and took out the squirrel and put it in. Then he took the hands of the three children in turn, and sprinkled the soil one by one.

I squatted next to them and listened to him whisper the mantra of the past, Honghui seemed to understand whether he understood or not, followed the whisper, Yinzhen read more slowly, and watched Honghui stop for a while. Honghui gently moved his small body and stuck it to his Amma, and the two of them held small hands, both with solemn expressions.

No one mentioned the little squirrel that brought us laughter and sanctified the earth, and Yinzhen did not promise the children any more little creatures, and life seemed to return to its usual peace.

In June, after the second birthday of the Hongwan sister and brother, Yinzhen went to Saiwai with Kangxi. When he came back, he brought a gray rabbit to Honghui, and his eyes were very dark and black, so black that they glowed like a deep blue undersea light.

Honghui was still smiling happily, thanking him Amma as always, but when he was alone with the little gray rabbit, he whispered, "Are you the little squirrel?

I stood behind the door and didn't dare to go in, but the tears crackled down, but the five-year-old child's heart was so heavy that I grabbed the hem of my skirt and hid in my room, not daring to go out.

Our afternoon leisure time shifted from the small yard to the garden, where Honghui sat at the table practicing calligraphy, and Hongwang ran around the garden chasing two rabbits. Hongwan occasionally came to the interest, and would stand by the flowers with a cool waiting, waiting for a rabbit that was chased by his sister to hit his leg, and then he pursed the corners of his mouth and secretly laughed.

Yinzhen became very busy, even if he sat in the garden with us, he couldn't do without court affairs such as music and folding, always staring at his eyes and frowning. Occasionally, he would rub his eyebrows and raise his head, look at the children playing separately, look at me and shake his head and smile, and then lower his head and continue to be busy.

I think this kind of day is also very good, simple, quiet, comfortable, except for the hard work of feeling sorry for Yinzhen, but I can't stop it, I can only accept it together.

At the end of July, Kangxi set the day of the southern tour and asked Yinzhen to tell me, saying that he was entrusted with Hongwan's blessing and could take me with him, but he wanted to be a small servant of Sibeile. I didn't care about happily starting to prepare, but I first ushered in the wedding of Yinyu and Yinzhen. Yinxiang delayed the unknown wedding date as he wished, I don't know, when he knows the truth one day, he will regret all these years he has missed.

I sincerely hope that his happiness and love will come as soon as possible, but I can't twist the meaning of filial piety. After all, the separation was indeed his reason, including me, who realized it later, and our brother and sister always had to pay it back to her. Therefore, I accompanied the little woman who came to the Qing Dynasty for him to hide from him, so as to achieve her goal of taking a little revenge to relieve the love and hatred in her heart.

Because of the big wedding, the young princes also got their own mansions outside the palace, and Yinzhen and I rushed to attend everyone's new home banquet, wedding banquet, and even the birthday banquet of Yinqi and Yinyu brothers, and we were tired.

Yinzhen got her wish and married Peihan, and the happiness of the two of them can be felt clearly through the red hijab that covers the bride's face. The brothers didn't toss them too much, saying that they were going to the cave room, but they all retreated to the table early. Watching Yinzhen and Yinzhen accompany the groom back to the banquet together, I feel that my own man's brother is really tired.

I didn't send the "Female Commandment" as a wedding gift for Lao Jiu, because the beauty in his mouth was not Dong E's, so I still carefully collected the booklet that had been collected for ten years, waiting for the right time to let it return to the owner. Rao is so, the wedding night is still very lively, all the adult and minor princes are all present, and you and I are toasting every word. Yinqi and Yinqi were by his side, and they persuaded the other brothers, but they couldn't stop the groom from drinking one by one.

Yinqi, who was so drunk that his eyes were red, tried to walk in a straight line to the cave room, and when he stepped out of the hall door, the two brothers were considerately supporting, and he only struggled for a moment and then lowered his head and leaned on Yinqi's shoulder. The other three members of the Eight Masters Party laughed loudly and sent him off, Yinzhen and Yinxiang followed behind the brothers, but the backs of the two stiffened at the same time, and they all looked back at me.

It turns out that when you get drunk, you don't just talk nonsense, but you also spit out the truth after drinking regardless of it.

I became the same as Yinzhen, unable to tell if it was love or not, because when Yinzhen pronounced that name to me, I reacted the same as them - froze.