Having eaten and drunk, and my eyes straightened, my normal reaction was also human.

What is abnormal is that Hongwan's family is also there, his second sister and brother-in-law with a foreign surname are also there, Honghui and Agarwood are actually there, and so many people are waiting for us in the private room of Wanxiang Building. What's even more abnormal is that several children were also fed some wine, and their eyes were stunned and they couldn't tell who they were looking at, and some simply closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Is this the world I'm in? Are so many people who shouldn't be supposed to be together real? I'm probably drunk, too.

Yinxiang was in a good mood, sitting on the other side of Yinzhen and holding Nian'er still feeding the wine, the little girl giggled and bit the chopsticks and sucked without letting go, and the two brothers had already fallen asleep leaning on their mother.

Hongwan didn't get tired of her Amma, sat next to Xiaohe and chatted with his sister-in-law, and from time to time glanced at his son who was held on Yinzhen's lap, and turned back with a smile to talk and laugh. A couple of little women are getting along well, and they don't have my share.

I looked over the head of the Hongli brothers and looked out the window at the sun, a little sleepy, but I still tried to keep my eyes open. Xiaoyan is in their house, Xiaoyan is pregnant, and Xiaoyan has a baby at home.

These two guys are not young either...... Not long after I came back, I was more than a month pregnant...... Let me be a sister, how embarrassing. Fortunately, there is no news from Agarwood yet, so I don't know whether to laugh or be anxious.

Whether it's a dream, I'll wake up, I'll be drunk, whether it's so beautiful that I can't believe it or it's not so satisfying, and whether I'm really drunk or not, everyone is self-intoxicated, and when the time comes, I'll wake up naturally.

He lowered his head and looked at the hand he held in his palm under the table, obviously not very old, but he was about to face the cruel reality. Actually, I don't expect anything anymore, this kind of life is good, I am very satisfied, really, I have already fully adapted to the situation in front of me, but I am a little tired.

After eating, let's disperse, go back to their own homes, and don't need to find their mothers. Mom is tired and needs to rest.

The good sunny day was so angry that they were unhappy, and the dark clouds overlooked the faint thunder, and the roar gradually became clear.

Hongwan rushed back to the house with his wife, children and Hongday, Xiaohe hugged his son and pulled Hongwan and said that he was going to play, God knows where they are going to go with such a rain, I am not curious at all. Yinxiang, the boss, accompanied us to eat a free lunch and hurried back home, well, someone in the family wants to give birth to a child for him, can't be frightened by the thunderstorm, go back and accompany him to be careful to appease.

I stood beside the stone lion in front of the door of Wanxiang Tower, watching the clothes and shoes around the front becoming fewer and fewer, seeing the sky lose and the white clouds became more and more gloomy, and it was still difficult to breathe smoothly.

The sudden deafening thunder frightened me into tightening my arms, and I almost lost my breath on my waist.

was dragged back to the door by Yinzhen, Hongli was still wrapped around me, and his little face was wet after just a few steps.

I'm rubbing the rain and agarwood, I'm for Hongli, she is for Honghui, Honghui is also carefully helping her wipe off the rain on her face, looking at us from time to time. Yinzhen stood by the door and watched the sudden rainstorm outside, and took the sweat towel handed by the head of the hall and held it in his hand.

Teenage couples?

Honghui and Agarwood have also grown up since childhood, although they have just gotten married, I don't know if they will become like us in ten or twenty years when they have children.

Yinzhen took the handkerchief and wiped it on my face, I took the sweat towel he handed me and looked at it again, it seemed that he was the one who was wet except for me. Those tiny lines flashed behind the raindrops, and I wiped them down and became deep.

Gao Wuyong ran over from the carriage parked at the door with an umbrella all over his body, Yinzhen stood beside him and asked Honghui and them to go up first, and then took the umbrella and took Hongli and me into the rain.

The raindrops smashed on the umbrella and smashed on the roof of the car, crackling, wet and cold, and I couldn't find the midday sun.

Ten years ago, we tied our hands together to welcome the birth of our young son, and ten years later, we held hands and protected him under an umbrella. Perhaps in addition to the most natural things, such as sunshine and rain and dew, what can remain unchanged is the human heart. In addition to fate, we should be able to believe in something better.

Taking off the wet robe outside, I wrapped my shoulders around Hongli, and he hugged himself in the corner, leaning on Honghui to touch the jade tassel and squinting his eyes with a smile, and his sister-in-law called vaguely and softly. After a while, he fell asleep and his head drooped, and he was helped by Honghui to lie on his lap.

It's just afternoon, and it's dark to the bottom.

I couldn't hear the noise of hawkers and pedestrians running scurry, and I couldn't see anything. The softness of the semi-damp rubbed the cheeks, glowing with coldness.

I closed my eyes and leaned over to my side, just as wet as I was, or even more, leaning on ...... That's nice. About today's dream, it is still beautiful, and it is more real after the rain. It's just that the lantern was passed on to Yongnian, maybe she can escape from her soaked fate by taking the carriage home.

I vaguely heard the sound of teeth chattering, and it turned out to be a hot hand when I touched it, and I kept trembling under the dry and warm fox fur. I hugged him tightly and shrank on Yinzhen's body, shaking like an infection.

The quiet courtyard only heard the sound of rain, and there were people walking around, the doors opened and closed, and nothing could be heard.

I looked at the little body lying on the bed wrapped in brocade, my eyes were so hot that I seemed to be burning, I could barely hold the medicine spoon in my hand, and it flowed down the corner of my mouth after feeding it a few times.

Yinzhen took the bowl and sat opposite, picked up Hongli, who was still unconscious, leaned on me, pinched the corner of his mouth and fed it a little bit. Occasionally, a drop of brown blew on the corner of my mouth, and I took a handkerchief to wipe it, and when I touched his thumb, which was wiped at the same time, the uncontrollable shiver was even more obvious.

The rain has stopped, and the sky is gradually brightening again, and it is fast to go.

Hongli curled up in the quilt and slept, his pale little face with an unusual flush on my legs, his mouth slightly open and he didn't know what to say. Maybe it's a dream, I don't know if it's a dream or what, the hand that grabbed the quilt was stuffed a few times and still grabbed back, every time tighter and tighter.

"It's too late...... I'm afraid that the palace gate is going to fall. ”

The person who had been sitting without saying a word lifted his robe and stood up, holding Hongli in front of his chest with the quilt, and I followed closely to go out to meet Honghui who was about to enter the door.

His advice is very similar to Yinzhen, the older he gets, the more similar it is, not Luo Suo is just right and warm.

took Su Changqing's package of medicinal materials with different dates and different amounts, and asked him and Agarwood to follow Yinzhen into the carriage, only to know that this was the beginning of waking up from a big dream.

The wheels of the horseshoe trampled in the water, and I watched Hongli lean unsteadily on Yinzhen, the little hand that was still like a child came out of the horns and grabbed the hem of his clothes, and the knuckles were white.

The rain stopped, the wind was still blowing, and the wet curtain was still shaking, dripping down the wall with some residual rain.

"Go home...... Amma, Eniang...... Hongli ...... Go home. ”

He was only ten years old and knew home, and he wanted to go home. It's not the palace or his Huang Marfa, it's me Yinzhen, and he wants to go home.

I didn't hear such words when he woke up, he always laughed and made a fuss and never said anything, and at this moment he burned until he fell asleep, and then he confided like a whisper.

There is no towering palace, no red walls and golden tiles that can be seen from afar, and the way home can be seen outside the swinging curtain. Those familiar gray low brick walls, those ordinary people's homes located in the corner of the capital, the deep alleys that are narrower and wider, easier and quieter to walk.

I leaned on Yinzhen's shoulder to look at the little red face, endured it and replied in my heart, "Hongli, let's go home." ”

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When the day was about to dawn, Yinzhen went out, and did not take away Hongli, who finally had a fever, but just instructed Li Fu to wait until dawn to call Doctor Su to come over.

Hongli slept in my bed, tossing and turning all night and didn't wake up. No longer whispering and calling Eniang from time to time, and I didn't hear him call Ama anymore, his breathing was no longer hot and his hands were burning, and he opened his mouth slightly and slept peacefully.

Imperial Doctor Su didn't say anything after reading Xiao Su's prescription, pinched the piece of paper and told Mei Yu to take it a few more times according to the divided dose, and don't be subject to the wind and so on. It seems that in the eyes of these professional doctors, this disease is very small, and it is not a high fever that will kill people.

For two days, Hongli was like jumping around like before the rain, and Hongtian and Hongtian were playing with their nephews all over the house, Yinzhen came back and honestly sat at the desk and read a few pages, seeing that he didn't say anything and couldn't sit still and looked out of the window, still trying to finish writing ten pages before walking out of the door.

On the morning of the third day, when it was still dark, he followed Yinzhen into the carriage and was sent back to the palace and sent to his emperor Marfa. Before I went out, I stuffed an envelope of silver tickets on him, and before he could speak, the boy was already happy to pat his chest, and laughed quietly in my ear, "I know, this is Eniang's way to please Huang Marfa." Rest assured, my son designated to deliver it by hand. ”

"If you have the ability, you will come back, it's all yours. ”

I just replied, and the person was pulled away from Yinzhen's side, with a stern face.

Only the days of Hongday have become much quieter, every morning to read, lunch to eat, afternoon rest, occasionally in the yard lively a few children, life still goes on, the same but not the same.

I asked Hongli if he wanted to enter the palace, would he think that Hongli's days were more fresh and interesting, he actually glanced at his mouth and shook his head directly. Maybe his temperament is born like this, he likes freedom without restraint, and Hongli should envy him in his heart.

Maybe most of the children are like this, but he is right, Hongli wants to go home.

But what Hongtian said was not all in his heart, because sometimes he would flash his eyes when he looked at Yinzhen, even if no one liked to be punished, I still felt that his expectation was very real, and it was so real that it made me feel distressed.

Maybe one day, when they really grow up, they will know what they really want, and they will have the ability to ask for it clearly and even accept it.

One day, this prince's palace will be replaced by that royal palace, and their lives will all change. I hope that at that time, Hongli will feel that he is at home, Hongli and he can still be as simple and happy as now, and even when they are twenty or thirty years old, they can still know what each other thinks like now, and they can still be brothers, just brothers.

That day will come sooner or later, no matter what year or month it has passed now, there will be a day called Yongzheng year, month, day.

The mountains and rivers have not changed, and the rivers have changed hands.

How old were they then? Maybe...... It's time to get married.