I didn't expect Kangxi to announce that I was actually for Honghui, after he pointed out the marriage for Hongshi.

My Honghui ...... lived in a small courtyard outside the house, placed in a corner of the capital, quietly and peacefully waiting for his agarwood to grow slowly. Now, he is almost twenty-four years old, and the girl who was once a little girl will be seventeen.

She never left his side, and he watched her grow with her since she was born.

This should be the only real childhood sweetheart I've ever seen.,It's nothing more than that in fairy tales.。 All romantic □□ will have a person who pays silently, and there is no man in this world who can wait for 17 years to change himself from an ignorant young child to a dignified seven-foot man who waits for a man, not marrying a wife or taking a concubine, just for one person.

Honghui, is that enough? Do you have to wait any longer?

Your Emperor Marfa wants you to marry a wife, you want you to have children, and you hope that you can let him see his granddaughter-in-law and hug his great-grandson. You won't understand his old age, such a man who always stands at the top will also have the most ordinary family affection in the world, and the more time passes, the more profound this feeling becomes.

My heart is distressed, waiting for your persistence, and also for his dying old age.

Behind your waiting, your father and grandfather are all waiting, and they don't say it just because they feel sorry for you. They are the people who know and demand themselves the most within the imperial power in the world, but they don't want to force a thing or two from you outside of this most imprisoned royal family. You know what.

I don't know how to reply to Kangxi, just like every time I leave from Honghui, I see Yinzhen who is traveling with me. I can still smile at him and say that my children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and I ...... to Kangxi His heart is tolerant of the world, how can he not be transparent without me.

It's just a request, but it's just not a decree.

After a long silence, I answered and exited the temple gate, and saw Yinzhen standing outside waiting for me to go home together.

We walked side by side on the wide palace road, the snow on the red brick wall was melting, and I wondered if there would be a bigger storm and snow in the warm days.

I turned my head to look at him, and the contours of the side face were deep and distinct, and the heavy red that could not be walked on was getting fairer, and it seemed like a halo of gold in the sun.

"Next year...... You're going to be a father-in-law, but you're busy. ”

He looked at me stunned, took my hand as he smiled and kept his feet steady on the wet ski. I heard a tick and looked up at the white stretches of the palace wall, which kept dripping and melting into the snow on the ground.

This winter is almost over, spring is blooming, and it is not far away.

In the fifty-ninth year of Kangxi, Yinzhen was not sent anywhere, so he stayed in Beijing and was still busy. Sometimes I sit in my room with official documents and read and write, and sometimes I don't see anyone.

I am still greeted every morning, occasionally go to the palace to greet people, most of the time I am still in the house, housekeeper, living a life, children and grandchildren are full of happiness.

At the end of the year, I carried him on his back and quietly sewn the robe on my body, such a blue color that he often wore more than 20 years ago, and that youthful wanton seems to have faded with time. Now standing in the sun, although it is still covered with snow, I seem to see time back, back to the time when I rode on a horse and galloped in the beautiful Saiwai grassland, with blue sky, white clouds and green grass.

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The sixty years of Kangxi came in a night sky illuminated by fireworks, and the sound of firecrackers was endless, sending away all unhappiness and frustration and sadness. Yinzhen and I walked hand in hand in front of the carriage back home, stepping on the thick snow under our feet, and getting closer to home with each step.

Honghui's home is about to become a real home, and we said that we will start preparing for him after Hongshi's wedding. He always smiled shallowly and said that he was not in a hurry, but I knew that he was happy, and he smiled like when he was a child, when he was held in front of him by Yinzhen and handed him a piece of snack to teach him to write a word, he would smile with bent eyebrows.

Now I am afraid that it will not be possible to give him these things, only by marrying agarwood and entering the door can he put the smile sweet into his heart. And the girl who had grown up smiled like him, standing slim and bowing her head, with a smile everywhere on her face. I looked at Yinzhen, who was sitting next to me, with a thin line at the end of my eyes that was so shallow that it was difficult to identify, and the corners of my lips hidden behind the teacup seemed to be curved.

Looking up at the colorful fireworks still shining overhead, Yinzhen and I stepped into the high threshold of Prince Yong's mansion together, and slowly pushed the two big red mansion doors one left and one right.

I don't know and don't want to guess what will happen in this new year besides happy events, just look at the tall figure standing next to me in the night, tighten the hand and turn around and walk to the backyard.

Walk through the corridor, through the main hall, through every place I know in this house, and walk slowly without stopping.

His study and bedroom, the trees and flowers that entered every courtyard, the large garden he built for me, the water lotus pond that used to laugh, the pavilions and pavilions that once stood in the smoke and rain left me too many memories, and the other courtyards hidden behind the long corridor...... Back to my own courtyard.

The city is full of snow and fireworks, and the fragrance of plums lingers.

Between heaven and earth, enjoy spring and autumn.

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A few days after entering the first lunar month, Yinzhen left home and went to the mausoleum with Yinzhen.

Before I went out, I heard him talk about the twelfth brother, thinking of my brother who had returned to the army with a large number of newly made artillery, and the old fourteenth who was also guarding the ice and snow with him...... Each brother has already grown into a mature man like those brothers, and after running forward for Kangxi, he is almost at the end.

I stood in front of the gate of the house and watched the carriage running away, the wheels were crushed, and the deep marks were covered by the large snowflakes that fell rapidly, and it was not long before it was white and there was no trace of it.

Turning around and seeing the people who were also standing in the snow and dyed white hats, I held my eyebrows' hands and smiled and walked over to the threshold, "Come back, don't freeze in the snow, I'll be back in a few days." ”

I stayed in the house throughout the New Year, often going to the front hall, often going to the treasury, often going to the courtyard of Lansi and Hongshi, and the most common person was Li Fu, and the lightest leisure was to rest in his room in the afternoon. The warm room was sometimes quiet and sometimes laughing, but there was no lover to comb my hair and curl my hair, and my eyebrows could not be seen in the mirror, so I traced it in the bronze mirror and smiled at myself inside.

Every morning, the door would be wide open, and the women would come with their children to say goodbye, and I would sit in the outer hall and drink tea, nod and let them go back.

After a busy day, when I had to eat in the evening, there was no movement around me. The table full of food looked at me, took the wine glass and called Yinzhen did not respond, shook his head and smiled and swallowed the wine that was just warm, still a little cold.

I know he's not home, and I know it's going to be a few days before I get back, and I just miss him. When you are so busy that you suddenly get idle, you really think. I'm not afraid of the cold bed for so many years, it's not the first time I've been used to it, but I haven't been used to it in my sleep, and after I open my eyes, the room is deserted and continues to be busy, and I'm a little tired.

The day of Hongshi's wedding is approaching, the second day of the second month of February, at this time it is the end of the month, I don't know how Kangxi calculated, doesn't the emperor and grandson marry Fujin to enter the door without his Ama presence?

On the last day of the first month, I was busy with everything, and finally sat down at the dining table and breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the food in front of me, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and was stunned for a while and put it down. Leaning back in the chair to see the darkness outside the window paper, he waved his hand to let Mei Yu withdraw and blew wax and lay on the bed.

The door was ringing, and I couldn't hear the footsteps, and I half-sat and looked at the corner of the curtain, and the black pressure was not real. Holding his breath and not daring to move, the black shadow reached the bedside.

"Yinzhen?" "Isn't it such a coincidence, how many days have I been so tired that I can't call his name anymore, and I just lay on the pillow and called out in my heart, and then came back?"

There was no response from the bedside, only a cold air seemed to blow the curtain open, and I sat up straight and was instantly embraced into a cold embrace.

It's as familiar as if you haven't left and don't need to miss it, and it's so familiar that you can't think about it anymore when you put it back in your heart, and you will be overwhelmed at the first touch.

I was just about to get used to the coldness of his body, when I heard a voice above my head that I was back, and I nodded and looked up to see that he was already sitting beside me, and pulled me back on my shoulder, his face melting into the darkness, and only the outline could be drawn under my fingers.

"Why did you go to bed so early, didn't eat or take off your clothes, and lost your temper? If I don't come back today, no one will see me, and your grievances will be in vain. ”

"Anyway, you have to go back tomorrow. ”

His lips were cold, and his breathing was clear, "That's right...... I'm afraid you'll close the door and hurry back. ”

We all heard a soft sound and looked over, a little faint yellow flashed outside, and after a while we heard the courtyard door close, and the vanishing light and shadow changed back to faint and dim.

"You rest first, I'll take a look. ”

I put on my shoes and warmed my hands, and saw him standing beside me and helping me to walk out carefully, and I took my fingers back and heard the footsteps in the dark room, which was so light that it was like a low laugh that came out at the same time, and I couldn't tell who it was, and it seemed that I was alone.

Meiyu stood in front of the door with a lamp and looked at me and then at Yinzhen, I smiled before I pulled my hand and held it tighter.

It took a while for her to come up to my ear, so light that I thought I hadn't heard, but I knew why she was so hesitant and in a dilemma.

"Lead the way ahead. ”

Mei Wei was stunned for a moment and turned around and walked to the courtyard gate, I pulled Yinzhen to follow behind, turned my head and saw him raise his eyebrows and explained in a low voice, "Go see Nian's." ”

My hands hurt, but I don't feel it in my heart, the evening wind is no longer so cold and hard, and I can hear the light rustling of branches and leaves, and the tender green on the trees can't really be seen at this time.

Winter took away the fragrance that secretly floated in the house, leaving only a light wisp of sandalwood beside him.

Nian was pregnant for more than a month.

As soon as he came back, there was good news, as if it was specially for him - to catch the wind and wash the dust.

I sat in the chair and nodded, explained that Li Fu had eaten carefully, and told the more elderly Imperial Doctor Su again. Everyone was cautious, whether it was the housekeeper or the girl or even the subordinates outside the door, they all knelt on the ground with their heads bowed, and retreated quietly into the invisible place.

I don't know what he's thinking with his head tilted, it seems that none of this matters, he's at home and I'm in charge, and it's the same when he's not there. It's just that this early spring of February, which is warm and cold, seems to be a little more.

It's pretty good, too.

The man next to me got up from his chair, and I followed and heard a very soft sound from inside, as if calling me.

I had to stop in front of me, looked at his hand that stopped in front of my waist and looked up and wiped his slightly frowning brow, "You go back first?"

He just stood there straight and shook his head invisibly, looking at me without saying a word.

"Sit and wait. Pushing him back into his chair, I walked to the door, where the curtain had been lifted from the inside, and there was a dark mass of familiar figures standing up again in the brightness.

The girl lit the wax and set it on the side of the bed, and set up a stool for me to sit down and withdrew, and the person lying on the side of the bed sat up with his arms half-sat up and looked at me, and there was no usual joy and smile in his eyes, but it was like some water stained by candlelight.

"Fujin ......"

I leaned closer to listen to her cautious whisper, and the trembling voice came a little closer and directly into my ears, "I...... Slaves...... Can you ask Fujin to help the slave maid, slave maid...... Don't want to ......"

Don't want to?

I stared at her and couldn't see so, I didn't want to guess. She said it was wrong, and I said even more.

"Please, it's good that the slave and maid are blessed, don't dare and don't want to expect anything else, really...... I don't want to. ”

"Then you should call the fourth master in, not me. ”

There was no luster on the face that was close at hand, and in an instant, his face, which was as small as a palm, lay back on the pillow.

I don't know where she was looking, her eyes staring unfocused at some darkness in the warm air, her hair sliding down her cheeks obscuring most of her face, and the white of the candlelight was almost transparent.

I watched her bite her lip and turn her face away from it, and pulled the quilt on the side to cover her body, but the sleeve was hooked, very light but refused to let go.

"That's not what a royal daughter-in-law like you should say. Don't say you don't have a choice, neither can I, nor can the fourth master. If you have to ask me what I mean, it's just one word - life. ”