A look of confusion flashed in the little boy's bright eyes, and he slowly shook his head.

"Auntie! Are you confused? Q: What do you do? The woman with the silver ring was shocked and immediately reminded her.

The woman who was called aunt by the little boy suddenly realized that her emotions were out of control, she quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and held the little boy in her arms, as if she was afraid that someone would break in at this time, and immediately snatched the little boy from her arms.

This woman is Concubine Yu, the widow of the late Emperor Tongzhi.

Concubine Yu's surname is Su Shilie, and she was canonized as a concubine in October of the eleventh year of Tongzhi, at the age of 17, and her status was second to Concubine Hui, equal to Concubine Xun, higher than the nobles.

Emperor Tongzhi's concubines had a total of five concubines, who were drafted into the palace at the same time, but the three concubines of Yu Concubine, Concubine Xun, and Jin Guiren were "supernumerary" personnel other than Empress Erut and Concubine Hui Fuyin, and they were arranged to enter the palace one month after the queen and Concubine Hui entered the palace.

Concubine Yu is beautiful and scheming, Emperor Tongzhi will be fortunate to her from time to time in addition to the queen's affection (followed by the nobles), it should be said that the first period of her marriage is still happy, but not long, the merry Emperor Tongzhi was induced by Prince Jing's son Chengming, once abandoned all the concubines to find "wild fun", Yu Concubine and other three people and the queen, Concubine Hui together after unremitting efforts, although finally Emperor Tongzhi "pulled" back, but it was too late.

At the time of the Empress Dowager Renxi's longevity, the concubine was sealed, and Concubine Yu was promoted to Concubine Yu. In November of the thirteenth year of Tongzhi, Emperor Tongzhi fell seriously ill, and Emperor Tongzhi died soon after. Concubine Yu, who was only 19 years old, had to become a festival woman.

Empress Dowager Renxi was originally not bad to Concubine Yu, but after the death of Emperor Tongzhi. It's close at hand. She is with Yu. Xun, Jin's son's widows rarely interact, because they remind her of her son who died young. After Emperor Guangxu ascended the throne, Concubine Yu was promoted to Concubine Yu, and her living treatment was improved again, but the lonely days were still the same as before, and she could only spend too much boring time on calligraphy, painting and brocade.

Later, the Empress Dowager Renxi asked her to raise the boy named Pu Zhuo, who was passed on to Prince Jing's second son, Chengying, and became the greatest comfort in her lonely life.

But the true life of this child. In the palace, it is as secretive as ever, although the Empress Dowager Renxi did not say anything to her, but only told her to raise him well, and not to let her learn to be like her son Emperor Tongzhi and Prince Jing's eldest son Chengming Baylor, but she still knew this shocking secret through secret inquiry!

Thinking of what might happen to this child in the future, Concubine Yu's heart jumped.

Now the child is 7 years old, and he should have gone to study (all the princes of the Great Qian Dynasty, Baylor, began to study in the upper study at the age of 5), but for some reason, the Empress Dowager Renxi did not have the will to let the child go to the study to study. This child can only spend lonely time in the deep palace with these forgotten women.

"Zo'er. Do you remember that your father is Chengying, the son of King Zhongjun, who was succeeded by Prince Jing's family, and you are the grandson of Prince Jing, the future Prince Jing, remember? The woman with the silver ring on her head, Concubine Yu's niece, said softly to the little boy.

"Remembered." The little boy nodded sensibly.

"Ju'er, you still have to remember that when you go to the garden, you must not talk nonsense, understand?" Concubine Yu looked at the little boy in her arms lovingly and said softly.

"Ju'er didn't talk nonsense." The innocent and cute little boy muttered softly, his eyes were focused, all cast on the pattern fiddled with by his little hands, "That day in the garden of the Queen Mother-in-law, when the Queen Mother-in-law and the two grandfathers were talking in the house, Ju'er was sitting on the side. The Queen Mother's mother-in-law often said that it was not good to interrupt others, so she listened obediently, but she couldn't understand what they said. If you talk nonsense, you won't be a good child of your mother-in-law! As he spoke, he stopped, tilted his head and admired the blurred pattern that had been woven into the colored thread coil, "I recognize the patterns woven by my aunt, like this flower, I also recognize it." The little boy muttered, and gently covered his little hand with the silver shuttle of the loom, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Gods, Buddhas, heavens...... Fathers and fathers! The childish childish voice is like a proverb for Concubine Yu in the last days, she dropped the lifting hook, put her hands together, straightened her body and prayed to the sky, "My child is as simple as a white silk, may you bless him with eternal light, complete reincarnation, and ...... of peace" The beautiful Concubine Yu's voice trembled, and the gorgeous streamer covered her fear.

It was as if his mother's woman's fright shook the little boy, and the child desperately slipped off the weaving stool and went around to the other side of the loom, thinking that Concubine Yu couldn't reach it, so he could only try to lift his toes, raise his snow-white little face, and pull the corner of her skirt: "Aunt mother-in-law, Aunt mother-in-law, did Ju'er do something wrong?" ……”

Concubine Yu raised her head and closed her eyes in the child's pitiful words, and after a long time, she brushed away her little hand that was tugging at the corner of her skirt, sighed softly, stepped down from the weaving stool, bent down and hugged the child, as if holding a dissolvable snow sculpture: "Child, you are not wrong...... The gods and Buddhas are merciful, and all sins will be forgiven......" She turned to her niece next to her with a complicated expression, and the corners of her mouth froze as she tried to raise it, and finally made up half a smile...... Child, don't worry, the gods and Buddhas will always bless you and your mother's ......" She took the child forward and picked up a few drawings on the loom shelf, "Good child, can you see the weaving of these patterns?" ……”

The little boy hooked Concubine Yu's neck and looked at his aunt's face, which should have been young but now had the marks of time, "Auntie, the weaving method of banana leaf pattern, back pattern, digging flower plate weaving along the veins...... Ju'er remembered it all. He said slowly, quietly, with a seriousness that did not match his young age.

There was silence on the other side of the loom for a long time before a leisurely voice came: "The queen mother has no biological son, after all, it is her heart disease - now that the emperor's throne has been stabilized, wouldn't it be best to let Zhuo'er be a carefree Baylor?" ……”

"There are some things, even if it is the queen mother, it can't be controlled......" Concubine Yu heard the sound of footsteps outside the palace, hurriedly shrunk the words behind her, and hugged Xiao Puzhuo tightly in her arms.

Several eunuchs walked in. Holding a variety of gift boxes in his hands.

"Master Yuyu. Lin Yiqing, a first-class baron of Guiyi, entered the camp to meet him. Brought a lot of things and foreign specialties to offer, and the Queen Mother specially instructed the servants to send a copy to Master Yu. One of the eunuchs at the head bowed, waved his hand after speaking, and after the eunuchs under his command put the gift box on the table, they left in a hurry, as if they were not willing to stay in this cold and heavy palace for a moment.

"Lin Yiqing, it's the New Year, he ...... This is to reunite with his wife, right? It's been a year. I can only come back this time, and it's really embarrassing for him......" Concubine Yu remembered the situation of Lin Yiqing's wife and child in Qingqiyuan, and looked at the child in her arms, and couldn't help but feel even more sorry for Puzhuo's life experience.

At this time, Lin Yiqing was immersed in the joy of reuniting with his lover and children, and he would not have thought of what kind of intersection he would have with this child named Puzhuo in the future.

"When did you buy this house? Chiho and I didn't even know anything about ......"

"It's not too late to find out, right?"

"Chiho, you say, does he have a lot of things to hide from the two of us?"

"Hmm."

"Say it. What's going on with those female ninjas? I don't think I've seen it before. ”

"The female ninja of the fog hidden stream, why haven't you seen it? Do you remember Xingyue Liuli? ”

"I don't know. We just remember the Mochizuki sisters, by the way, why didn't they come along? ”

"I have important things to do for them."

"You brought so many female ninjas on the road, have you slept with them all?"

"I've slept through, I'm just an adult, and I can still come to see you like this?"

"Why don't you touch people?"

"Are you annoyed? ……”

"I'm annoyed...... That's weird! You two, as soon as I come back, I'll be like a prisoner, and I'll see how I clean you up!" ”

"Oops!"

"Ahh ……”

……

"Yunqing, Qiansui, I can communicate with your hearts, and being close to this is already the creation of the previous life."

"Humph! If you think we're old, that's it. ”

"In my heart, you are like immortals, the most cherished."

"Then you come to hurt people, hurt well...... I really don't annoy you anymore. ”

"Don't worry, it's getting tighter and tighter."

"Yunqing, Chiho ......"

"Hanpeng ......"

"Hold Me ......"

"Hanpeng, I'...... I miss you so much......"

"Chiho...... I miss you too......"

"Yunqing, can you take it off too?"

"Do whatever you want...... Don't ask me. ”

"Hehe, I'll come."

……

"Hanpeng, stop...... I can't do it......"

"Huh? You've always been very durable, why can't you stand it early today? ”

"Please......"

"Hehe, take it, right? ……”

"It seems to be ...... It's coming out. ”

"Sister...... Fainted......"

"Yes! Your turn! Chiho! ”

"Don't ......"

……

He Yunqing and Chiho Kirino fell asleep, while Lin Yiqing got up and came to the window, looking at the fine snow outside the window, and fell into deep thought.

At this time, his mind returned to the daytime audience and feast.

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