Even if you enter the royal family, you are destined not to live this life in peace, and the suffering and torture will be with you, and only after experiencing these can you see the most brilliant sunshine; But there are many people who fail to step on this road and end up lost in endless darkness, and too much hatred and resentment will only ruin themselves.

In his selfish heart, he always hoped that this woman who looked like his aunt would be more blessed than his aunt, and not go to the road of no return because of resentment. Alas, every time he thinks of his aunt committing suicide in the cold palace, he can't help but sigh, the most regrettable thing in his life is that he can't be filial to his parents, whether it is Huang Ama or Eniang or Auntie, they didn't give him this opportunity.

How Ling Ruo didn't understand the meaning of Kangxi's words, she did hate Yinzhen at the beginning, hating him for indirectly killing their children, but after getting along these days, especially in the days when she was pretending to be crazy, she gradually felt a little relieved, many things were not what Yinzhen wanted, he was just blinded by some people and things.

She bent down and said in a soft voice: "The slave understands, please rest assured." ”

"That's good." Kangxi was very satisfied with her answer, stroked the extremely neatly tied braid behind him and said softly: "As for that child...... I intend to posthumously crown her as the prince of Heshuo County, and give her the name Jiyue, which can be regarded as my imperial grandfather doing his part for her. ”

Ling Ruo was stunned and immediately cried with joy, according to the royal rules, if the untimely death of an unyear-old heir, it would not be given a title in an exceptional order, but only a name would be recorded in the sect register

To put it mildly, it is the royal lonely ghost, if it has a name, it would be better, otherwise even the worship of relatives would not be able to enjoy, every time he thought of his own hard-working child, Ling Ruo's heart was blocked. Now that Kangxi has made an exception to give the child this unbearable grief to others, how can she not be excited.

In the Qing Dynasty, only the daughter of the emperor can be called Princess Gulun or Princess Heshuo, and the daughters of the rest of the princes and nobles are called Gege, and Gege is divided into five classes, the first class is the daughter of the prince, called "Heshuo Gege", the wife born is the county lord, and the side room is born as the county king.

Kangxi gave the granddaughter who had never met the greatest honor and respect, a Heshuo county monarch was enough for her to enjoy the royal fireworks, and she was no longer a helpless ghost.

Ling Ruo burst into tears, his forehead slammed heavily on the smooth gold brick, and he sobbed: "Thank the emperor for his name!" Emperor Xie has mercy, slaves and maids thank the emperor on behalf of the children! ”

Ji Yue ...... Child, you heard, this is the title given by your imperial grandfather himself, Ji Yue...... Ji Yue ...... My child!

Thinking of this, Ku Ling Ruo couldn't cry anymore, she just kept kowtowing, and she didn't know how to express her gratitude to Kangxi. Kangxi has so many emperors and grandchildren, but he only gave his name to a granddaughter who died at birth, which is not only to remember his pity but also to comfort himself, how can Ling Ruo not be grateful.

"Get up." Kangxi pulled her up from the ground, saw that her forehead was broken and bleeding, and shouted: "Li Dequan!" ”

Li Dequan, who had been guarding outside, heard Kangxi calling him, and hurriedly walked in from the small vermilion lacquer door next to him, and said respectfully: "The slave is here, what does the emperor command?" ”

"Go and get the bottle of Bai Yusheng muscle cream for external injuries." Kangxi commanded, Li Dequan moved quickly, and after a short time, he had already come over with a delicate small porcelain bottle.

Kangxi took it in his hand, squinted his eyes and used a thin silver rod to pick out a little fragrant ointment and apply it to Ling Ruo's head, this ointment is very magical, as soon as it is applied, the wound that was still slowly oozing blood will stop, and it will begin to heal.

After carefully applying a few layers, Kangxi threw the porcelain bottle into Li Dequan's arms and said with a smile: "It's a shame that my eyes haven't been spent, otherwise I don't know where to paint them." ”

Li Dequan smiled when he heard this: "The emperor is in the heyday of the Spring and Autumn Period, how can he be dazzled by the sharpness of the dragon's eyes, and he is also a person like a slave when he wants to spend it, and he accidentally broke a porcelain bowl because of his dazzle yesterday." ”

Kangxi smiled slightly, his expression was a little dim, "I know my body best, after all, I am in my fifties and almost sixty, how can my body and bones be compared with when I was young, it is only a matter of time before I am dazzled." People will eventually grow old one day. ”

Ling Ruo heard the sense of loss in his words, and knew that even this emperor, who was destined to be famous for eternity, was afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death when he felt his aging body, and immediately said with relief: "The emperor is the Son of Heaven, long live, long life, how can there be such a thing as old age." ”

"Hooray?" Kangxi smiled and waved his hand: "Isn't this an old monster after living for 10,000 years?" I never thought about it, not to mention that there are immortal people in the world, just look at the Qin Emperor back then, I know that people will eventually die, and the Son of Heaven is no exception. Sixty sixties, seventy ancient rares, eighty old men, and one hundred periods. When he said this, his clear eyes revealed a little warmth, but it was only for a moment, and he soon calmed down, and said with forgiveness: "I am satisfied to live to be seventy years old."

Li Dequan hurriedly said: "The emperor must not say that, you are deeply blessed, don't say seventy, even if you are a hundred years old, you can get it at your fingertips, and the slave can still count on waiting by your side for a few more years." ”

Kangxi smiled and didn't speak, he didn't care too much about how long he could live, the emperor has always been the son of heaven in the world, and he can't ask for immortality, but he is worried about who will the huge empire be handed over to after a hundred years?

Although the crown prince was restored, his heart did not completely settle down, and he was even confused, is the prince really the successor he is looking for? Can he afford to take on this unrepeatable responsibility?

Every time he thinks of this, Kangxi is silent for a while, more than 30 years of father and son, enough for him to understand Yinren's temperament, although the appearance is very similar to his youth, but that temperament is not very similar.

In the distance, the wind rose on the flat ground, blowing the eaves iron horse tinkling in the quiet night, waking Kangxi up from his contemplation, walked to the long window of the sunken wood, and glanced at the night outside.

"It's going to rain." As soon as Kangxi's words fell, the water droplets falling out of thin air could be seen in the place where the palace lanterns illuminated, which were finely connected and fell into the stream surrounding Chunhui Hall, rippling layers of ripples, and the sound of rain rustling on the leaves was in my ears.

The rain scene under the candlelight in the quiet night has a wordless beauty......

"It's been a long time since I've heard you give a." Kangxi said this, his eyes still fell on the night rain, and he never looked back, "Li Dequan, go and get the flute." ”

"Huh!" Li Dequan left lightly, and when he came back, he already had a purple bamboo flute in his hand.