Ning Ying likes the fourth elder brother's touching and killing the most, and being so favored by him, she suddenly shook her head in his arms, and there was no peace.

The fourth elder brother smiled and looked down at her.

A small person, shrunk in his arms, looking delicate and naïve.

He couldn't help but laugh softly.

He lifted her chin with one hand, pressed it very gently against her forehead, and reached out to pinch her little ears.

Ning Ying was pinched by him so that her ears itched, and she tilted her head hard, not avoiding the clutches of the fourth elder brother.

She sneered, and slipped down mischievously, into the bed, revealing only a pair of black eyes that were dripping outside.

Yinzhen didn't rush to pull her out of the bed.

He just followed her movements, tilted his head down deeply, and stared into her eyes.

Sakura's eyes are so beautiful.

If she gives him a fat doll, maybe like him, maybe like her, but she must have such a beautiful pair of eyes, right?

Thinking of this, Yin Zhen licked her lips, lowered her head and kissed Ning Ying gently—kissing all the way down from her slightly trembling eyelids and across the tip of her small nose......

Until her lips.

Ning Ying's heart was beating hard.

Her hot face was slightly raised, and her beautiful eyes were as quiet and deep as the deep sea, rippling with water.

It's like moonlight being burned in a bay on the sea.

……

In front of Yonghe Palace, the moonlight is like water.

Concubine Wu Yashi was holding a pen, crouching in front of the desk and carefully tracing the patterns, and the palace maid and eunuch on duty stood aside with their heads down, silent.

After all, the weather is cold, although the hall is lit with a charcoal basin, but the place is large, and it is inevitable that there will be places where the heat cannot be diffused.

Seeing this, the palace maid Shaxuan turned her head and motioned to the second-class palace maid next to her to offer the varnished tea tray.

The little palace maid doesn't have many opportunities to serve Concubine De on weekdays, but when she comes close to her master, she is inevitably a little nervous and cowardly.

As a result, with a shake of his hand, the corner of the tea tray slammed heavily on the table.

Concubine De was originally drawing with a pen, but when she heard the movement, she looked up, and the cinnabar on the tip of the pen was bright red, and the "click" fell on the pattern.

The cinnabar instantly became wet.

It's such a beautiful pattern, but it's a pity that it's ruined.

The little palace maid was frightened, and knelt down and said, "The slave should die!" Damn the minions! Please forgive me! ”

Before Concubine De could speak, Sha Xuan had already stepped forward in three steps and two steps, straightening the tea tray, and turned around and whispered to reprimand the second-class palace maid: "How many times have I taught you on weekdays?" Why can't you even hold tea when you get on an errand? ”

The little palace maid looked frightened, and the tears the size of soybeans rolled in her eyes, and she was about to shed tears.

Concubine De raised her hand to stop, and said gently: "Be careful in the future, go down." ”

The little palace maid hurriedly kowtowed to thank her, got up and withdrew.

Concubine De didn't look up, just stared at the bit of cinnabar on the pattern for a long time, looking absent-minded.

Immediately, she put down the pattern, picked up the half-made sachet in the sewing basket next to her, and began to sew.

In the Qing Palace, the sachet is a very common decoration, not only used in the Duanyang Festival, but also on weekdays, Kangxi often rewards the officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs with some sachets of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to show his favor and closeness.

Because Kangxi advocated frugality, the concubines in the palace generally did not use the whole material to make the sachet, but received some trimming materials from the clothing warehouse.

Although it is a trim material, it is also cut from the top of the fabric leftover, put in the sewing basket, treasure color streamer.

Concubine De stretched out her hand and slowly swept over the sachet, which was a red satin gourd-style plain velvet sachet of sheepskin gold, and the tassels were tied into the shape of a ruyi head underneath - the tassels were only half-beaten, and the remaining half was scattered on the edge of the basket.

Many years ago, she had just entered the palace, and before Kangxi approached, she was already a good needleworker, not to mention the sachet.

Sha Xuan watched his mother make a sachet on the side, and while watching, he lightly removed the lights and brightened the light in the room, and then approached and said with a smile: "Niangniang, this sachet is really beautiful!" ”

Concubine De didn't speak, but raised her hand, pointed the sachet to the lamp, and stared carefully for a moment—the lid of the swasher was made of ivory-green satin, and under the lid was sprinkled with gold thread, tied with gold thread knots, and with barbarian beads—if it was the emperor, it would be accompanied by nine beads.

The emperor's brother wants to subtract.

Sha Xuan watched from the side, and saw that the color of the sachet was gentle and light, and couldn't help but smile and said: "The fourteenth elder brother is used to wearing lively colors, and the color of this one is rare before, and the fourteenth elder brother will definitely like it!" ”

Concubine De didn't speak, but just turned her head and motioned for Sha Xuan to bring the incense noodles.

After a while, Sha Xuan held the box of fragrant noodles and knelt down in front of Concubine De.

I saw that Concubine De used a silver spoon with her own hands, carefully took the amount of two coins and five cents of the fragrant noodles, and carefully sent them into the incense bag.

She was about to close the sachet, but the movement in her hand stopped, and her eyes fell on the scroll on the desk next to her.

Sha Xuan followed her line of sight and saw a few dried tangtang flowers on the side of the page, faint yellow, with a little milky white at the end - it was picked by the concubine in front of Yonghe Palace in late spring, and then it was dried and specially made into a petal bookmark.

Concubine De held the Tang Tang flower in her hand and looked at it for a long time, and then thought of a sentence that the emperor had chanted in the past: "The flower of Tang Tang is not like a brother." ”

She was young at that time, and she was still in the limelight, and the emperor often smiled at her and was very patient.

She still remembered that he explained to her the meaning of these sixteen words at that time: the flowers on the pear tree are blooming, and the flowers and plants are scorching and shining. Look at the people in the world today, no one is like a brother.

No one is like a brother.

Wu Yashi raised his hand and brushed the side of his sideburns, stuffed the tangtang flower into the sachet, and then carefully instructed Sha Xuan: "Put it away-wait for the fourth elder brother to come to greet him next time, take it out and give it to the fourth elder brother." ”

A trace of surprise crossed Saxuan's eyes, and just as he wanted to say something, he swallowed it hard.

She just blessed her body, and said politely: "The slave has written it down, please rest assured!" ”

……

The fourth elder brother's birthday is getting closer day by day.

Ning Ying was about to ponder a love caramel pumpkin pudding coming out.

To make this dessert, it is not very convenient to have no mold, but fortunately, the fourth elder brother has already rewarded a lot of exquisite tableware, some of which are shaped like flowers, which is very suitable.

Ning Ying carefully selected, using pumpkins that are not too old and can still have water when steamed, avoiding the old pumpkin with a very pink taste - otherwise the taste of the pudding will be too noodle and not smooth and delicate enough.