The winter of Kangxi's 45 years does not seem to be as cold as last year, it is rare to see wind and snow and sunshine everywhere, and the plum in the palace stands lonely at the tip, which is less beautiful than in previous years. I think they're just as much as I am, looking forward to the snowflakes that can compete with it.

After this winter, there will be a new round of draft, how many young girls will step into this palace gate, and who will become the bride? I have already met twice in this era, and I have also welcomed two little wives for Yinzhen, and next year, it seems that he will not have his share.

Xiaoyan and I stood side by side outside the gate of Yonghe Palace, looking into the distance, and we all walked in unison and looked at each other, we were all laughing, but we were all laughing silently.

Yinxiang followed Kangxi out of the tomb again, and the woman who was still waiting to give birth at home, Yinzhen was kind-hearted, and even asked me to accompany Xiaoyan, afraid that she would not be able to take care of a little woman who had never given birth. Should I say that this is for Yinxiang, or thank Xiaoyan for his daily companionship for the past four months, or ...... The Song family, who is about to give birth in the Fourth Master's Mansion, doesn't need my care as a concubine?

Hyo-yan and I can't think of it, and we don't want to bother guessing, but we are grateful for his thoughtfulness so that we can stay together on such a lonely winter day.

Xiaoyan rarely complains anymore, and only writes his thoughts about Yinxiang on paper one by one, but never asks anyone to send them. I watched those letters like diaries almost become books, but I could only accompany her wordlessly to continue to wait for Yinxiang's return.

The days of waiting are always long, whether it is Yinxiang, or the winter snow that refuses to fall, or the child who is sparsely shadowed.

On the evening of November 15, Xiaoyan and I sat in the courtyard and warmed a pot of wine. When her melodious piano sounded, the white snowflakes in the sky finally descended on the earth, falling on the pink and white plum petals around us and not far away.

A faint aroma floats in the air, and the scalded wine slides into the throat, doubling the warm and fragrant aroma. If Yinxiang is here, he will definitely use his quiet and distant flute sound to match the filial piety of the zheng, in such a season of early snow.

When Yinzhen followed the housekeeper into the courtyard, a terrible scream pierced the night sky, and Xiaoyan's zither was out of tune. We looked at him in a daze, only to hear a muffled sound, the string broke, crossed Xiaoyan's slender fingertips, and threw it in the air for a long time, like a long silver snake dancing wildly, and bright red blood-colored petals bloomed on the snow-covered ground.

I didn't care about Yinzhen who was standing at the table, so I hurriedly took a silk handkerchief and gently wrapped Xiaoyan's palm and wiped off the blood beads oozing from my fingertips. The soft warmth was on his shoulders, and he heard Yinzhen's low command, "Steward Qin, go and call the midwife to prepare." ”

Xiaoyan looked at the white silver fox shawl on my shoulder, slightly raised the corners of her mouth and stood up and looked at Yinzhen slightly, "My brother-in-law asked the fourth brother to say goodbye." The fourth brother knew that it was snowing, so he specially added clothes to the fourth sister-in-law, if he let the thirteenth master know that his brother-in-law had neglected the fourth sister-in-law, he might not be able to say anything when he came back. The fourth brother and the fourth sister-in-law sit in the hall, the house is going to be happy today, and the younger brother and daughter-in-law are lost first. ”

After Xiaoyan finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the backyard, I stood up and wanted to follow, Yinzhen had already called out: "Brother and sister, let your fourth sister-in-law accompany you, and the fourth brother will wait in the front hall." ”

Xiao Yan held my hand, it was very tight, and the fingertips were cold. I gently held it back, but found that there was no warm transmission, it was all cold.

We stood under the cloister outside the room, listening to her screams. The girl who used to look like filial piety between her eyebrows and eyes is now going to give birth to a second child for Yinxiang, and like countless women of this era, she has a certain man in her heart and is fortunate to be by his side, but she is always depressed.

But she is lucky, because the person in her heart is Yinxiang, even if she doesn't love her, she still spoils her, and she doesn't deliberately ignore her, at least, she is willing to give her a chance to have a son.

Yinxiang is also lucky, in his two lives, he can get filial piety's love, and he can get her understanding and tolerance.

It seems that it is always the woman who is sad, the woman who is willing to stand by the man's side, who is willing to love him and accompany him, and who is willing to endure and dedicate. Such as filial piety, whether it is also like me, or there are more royal concubines.

Even under the trend of interests, under Kangxi's holy decrees, a period of marriage has been formed. But in the accumulated life, how can there be no feelings to grow, after all, they are all excellent princes of Kangxi. It's just that in the end, they may all turn into family-like shaves, just to see who lives more transparently and chicly, and who lives longer.

"Knock...... Knock knock", there was a knocking sound from outside the courtyard wall, and I pulled Xiaoyan into the snow and stepped back and forth, rubbing her white fingers, moving her legs and feet, which were already a little numb.

The long scream faded away, turning to a low grunt. I looked at the figures walking back and forth in the shadow of the window, and whispered with Xiaoyan, "Wait, it's almost good." ”

Xiaoyan nodded slightly, biting her slightly white lip until there was some blood, staring at the silhouette behind the window. After a while, he whispered as if talking to himself, "He always said that my body is still small and refuses to let me give birth, but they ...... Each one of them is giving birth to healthy children. ”

I lowered my head, not daring to let her see the tears sliding down my face, so I could only nod silently. quietly wiped away his tears before looking at her, and replied softly with a smile: "Listen to him, that's right, in the future, you will have many healthy and lovely children, and I am still waiting to be an aunt." ”

"A lot?" Xiaoyan repeated faintly, looking at me blankly, a shallow smile flashing in his eyes.

I nodded firmly and squeezed her hand, "Yes, a lot. This kind of thing is not a matter of winning or losing, it is fate, the lives of the two of you have long been tied together, and no one can break it apart. When I was born Honghui, I was nineteen years old, and you are only eighteen years old now, so you are indeed still young, don't worry. ”

"Nineteen ......" Xiao Yan looked at the dim yellow light again, and whispered, "I can do it too......"

I sighed silently, what can I say about such a thing.

Another scream was heard in the room, followed by a loud cry of wah-wah. I clenched Xiaoyan's trembling hand and saw the tears in her eyes flashing, clearly reflected by the snow in the courtyard.

"Filial piety, filial piety......" held Xiaoyan, who was sliding to the ground against me, and almost fell into the snow with her. Looking up at the girl beside her, she shouted, "Zhan Jian, help me pick up your master and send him back to the room." Meiyu, go to the fourth master to find Steward Qin, and find the imperial doctor. ”

I sat on the edge of Xiaoyan's bed, looking at her smiling and tearful, I really didn't know what to say. On such a snowy night, happy events are added one after another, but they come too quickly and a little late.

Outside the window is the silhouette of Yinzhen and Imperial Doctor Su, and you can hear their very slight conversation, telling you to rest more in the Thirteen Fujin, don't work hard, and quietly raise the fetus. I'll do all sorts of professional rhetoric like this.

Sighing lightly, he carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for her, but he still couldn't help but whisper, "Are you two stupid or idiots......? I'm. It's good that I found out today, or you have to wait until you're going to give birth to find out?"

Xiaoyan just grabbed the quilt and looked at me with big eyes, a strong smirk, so angry that I poked her head twice, "You know how to laugh, it's really stupid." Raise it with peace of mind, and you have to boil it. Remember, don't drink anymore, don't sit in the yard and play the piano as a female ghost, take care of your body, and wait for Yinxiang to come back. ”

"I know, it's really verbose, I know that you have experience, and I am humbly taught. Xiaoyan closed his eyes, his small mouth was still moving, "I'm going to sleep, you go quickly, your fourth master has been standing outside for a long time, don't let him freeze." ”

I looked at the figure outside the window, only Yinzhen was left, as if standing facing the courtyard, and that back made me feel at ease. Nodding and smiling, he whispered, "You can sleep at ease, I won't go back yet, I'll go back when Yinxiang comes back." ”

After speaking, I quietly walked out of the door and saw Yinzhen's side face looking up, looking at the snow-covered plum trees in the courtyard. As if he had a sense, he suddenly turned his face to look at me, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes.

Holding hands and walking back to the front hall, Yinzhen explained some trivial matters to Steward Qin. I stood beside him and listened carefully, thinking that he hadn't told Li Fu like this in his house, and he was really good to Yinxiang. Shuying had just given birth to a son for Yinxiang, and Xiaoyan was announced by Imperial Doctor Su that he was pregnant with Yinxiang's child at this time, and he could feel that he was also happy as an elder brother.

I followed him out of the gate and saw Gao Wuyong leading two horses standing in the snow in front of the door, his black hooves buried in the snow at night, and some white snow hanging on his legs, tall and handsome.

Yin Zhen looked down at me, and the warmth came from his palm, "You can stay for a few more days, and when the thirteenth brother comes back, I will come to pick you up and take you home." It's cold, be careful with your body, if you feel unwell, let them call Imperial Doctor Su at any time. Ming'er, I'll ask Xie Yu to send you some clothes, and if there's anything missing, just tell her and let her prepare them for you. ”

I leaned forward and grabbed the cloak in front of him, looked up at him and whispered, "Got it, you go back and rest, because you have been waiting here for a long time, go back and drink a bowl of ginger soup before going to sleep." There's nothing missing here, don't let Xie Yu run away anymore, I have time to take good care of the Hongwan sisters and brothers, I'm afraid they will catch a cold. And ......"

I didn't dare to say the name that choked in my throat, but I thought so hard in my heart. Since living in Yinxiang's house, I haven't seen Honghui for a few days, and this kind of snow is very cold and difficult to endure in the mountains.

Yin Zhen held my hand and pressed it tightly on his chest, and nodded in response, "I know, don't worry, there is me." ”

The two horses walked one after the other, stepping in the snow without the sound of galloping, but they still disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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On the eighth day of the lunar month, I brought a bowl of Laba porridge to Xiaoyan, and without eating a few bites, I saw Yinxiang who pushed the door in. He had an unshaven blue beard on his chin, and a winter hat and snowflakes hanging from his shoulders, bringing in a chill from his body.

Yinxiang walked directly to the bed, leaned over to look at the stunned filial piety, with a smile on his lips, his eyes were bright, and he looked at it for a long time before he said, "I'm back." ”

That's a thousand words?

I lowered my head and shook my head with a smile, took the porridge bowl in Xiaoyan's hand and put it on the couch table, and stood up to make way for it. Pulled Yinxiang to sit on the edge of the bed and helped him take off his hat and sweep the residual snow off his shoulders. Looking at the two who looked at each other speechlessly, I felt like a light bulb with a super high wattage, and I was disturbing the scenery.

is a thousand words, let the protagonist say it, and the little supporting role has a glorious curtain call. Without waiting for Yinzhen to pick me up, I had already returned to Baylor Mansion, which I hadn't entered for a long time.

The atmosphere in the house was not very good, Li Fu greeted me into the door, and walked carefully in front of me on the left side with his head down. When he was about to reach the front hall, he bent down and whispered: "Fujin, on the fifth day of the new year, Song Gege gave birth to a little Gege. ”

The fourth master and the thirteenth master are like brothers, and the little master was born before and after the two princes' mansions, which is really a good omen for Ruixue.

"It's just ......" Li Fu's words stopped and stopped, and only after I sat on the chair in the front hall did I continue in a deep voice: "Early this morning, Qiu'er came to find the minion, saying that Xiao Gege was afraid that it would not work, so let the minion go to the imperial doctor." ”

Why can't the Song family wait for ten years before the child they were looking forward to?

My hand pressed on the arm of the chair, clenched it tightly, and my voice trembled a little, "What about now? What about Doctor Su? But I have come to see it, what did you say?

"Back to Fujin, the fourth master is in Song Gege's room at this time. Imperial Physician Su rushed over early in the morning, only saying that Xiao Gege was indeed not good, and the fourth master asked Imperial Physician Su to return. This will be ...... The minions don't know. ”

"Go get busy, thank you. I watched Li Fu exit the hall door, disappear into the corner of the long snow-covered corridor outside, and stood up holding on to the handrail.

I'm afraid that this Ruixue won't be able to help the Song family, and I'll go home at this time...... Why bother to rush back?

Mei Wei helped me to walk to the small courtyard of the Sanhe, and I didn't see Qi Zheng and Duxi who often sat there laughing, nor did I see Lan Si's occasional warm smile, and there was no Song Shi's prideful head when he leaned on Qiu'er's waist and abdomen. Yes, just a silence in the sun.

The doors of each room were tightly closed, closing one little woman after another who belonged to this era, and occasionally, the figure of the man they belonged to walking in.

In the past, I thought that the soul is free, just like I believe in: independent spirit, free thought. Now it seems that these doors are not only closed by their long years and passing youth, but also by the lowly souls of women pretending to be a certain man.

A few families are happy and a few are sad, whether they are crying or laughing, they are all hidden behind the door, and they also cover this white capital, somewhere.

I took Meiyu's hand and walked to my backyard, and the sound of the door opening in the silence sounded. I couldn't help but turn my head to see that Yinzhen's long figure came out of Song's room, hidden in the shadow of the corridor, and couldn't see his face clearly. Behind him, there was a deathly gray silence, and the sun shone into the room, shining on the golden dust, floating in the air.

When he looked at me with a gloomy face, he was slightly stunned, stood in front of the door and was stunned for a moment, and then walked towards me.

Thin lips, pursed very straight.