In October of Chengde Palace, the eaves are still green pines, and the eaves are purple and red. The Ministry of Internal Affairs cultivated all kinds of rare flowers and plants, and sent them to the palace one by one. Qingcheng accidentally said that he wanted to appreciate the chrysanthemum, so the emperor asked hundreds of green chrysanthemums to be planted in the courtyard of Nian'en Hall for her to enjoy. It didn't take long for the flowers to wither, and Qingcheng felt sorry for it, and said, "No matter how good the flowers are, they can only bloom for one season." ”

The emperor interlocked his fingers with her, walking in the flower path, and the fragrant wind gusted, blowing on the chrysanthemums everywhere, rippling like waves. He smiled and said, "If you like it, you can open it all year round." ”

Qingcheng said with a smile: "Peach blossoms in spring, crape myrtle in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter are the laws of heaven and earth, and the reincarnation of the four seasons. It's not much fun. ”

The emperor bowed his head and said: "Well said, from now on, I will accompany you to enjoy the peach blossoms in the spring, the taste in the summer, the chrysanthemums in the autumn, and the plum blossoms in the winter." Qingcheng looked lonely and said: "If only after people die, they can choose whether to eat Meng Po soup or not, I will definitely not drink it, keep my memory to find you, and I will be married to you in the next life." ”

The wind pierced through the forest, raised the robes of the two of them, and wrapped them in one place, unable to distinguish between you and me. The emperor said: "Even if I die, I will be in the same cave with you and will never be separated." Qingcheng tightened his palm, but said, "I don't want it." ”

What a grace it is to be buried with the emperor in the imperial mausoleum, she actually said no! The emperor was stunned and said, "Why? Qingcheng smiled, and the emperor only felt that the smile was more beautiful than the flowers blooming behind her, and it was even more exciting.

She said: "There are Queen Daxing, noble concubines, concubines and maybe other women next to your coffin, I want to stay away from you, so that you can see and touch, so that you will always miss me and always remember my goodness." Looking at each other, the emperor gathered the cloak on Qingcheng's shoulders and said, "I hope you live a long life." ”

Qingcheng's eyes warmed, and he threw himself into his arms, and after a while, he said, "Do you remember the scene when we met by the imperial pool?" The emperor smiled slightly and said, "Of course I remember, you are holding a few lotus plants, full of black silk, singing a little song under the moonlight, like a fairy in the earth, not eating fireworks in the world." After a pause, he said: "I asked who you are, and you said that you are the palace maid of Zhongcui Palace." ”

Since then, he has never forgotten it.

Qingcheng said suddenly: "If I had revealed my identity at that time, would you still like me?" "Women, it's just so stupid, there are always so many ifs, but what ifs are there in this world.

The emperor thought about it seriously and said solemnly: "Yes." ”

Qingcheng asked, "Why?" The Emperor pinched her cheek and sneered, "Because you're an orange." "Because you are a green orange, you tolerate your arrogance, your jealousy, and your arrogance. I can't bear you to be timid, reluctant to be wronged, and reluctant to let you fight back and forth in the harem. Qingcheng squeezed his chest and said angrily, "It's really numb." ”

In the end, it is joy, the infinite joy that gradually overflows from the bottom of the heart, can soothe all the unsatisfactory joy in the past years, and can heal all the wounds and lost joy.

One day later, the eldest brother went to the Tao, saying that the Miza clan in the house gave birth to a son, and he asked the emperor for his will, and wanted to register the Miza clan as a side blessing. The Miza clan is subordinate to the three banners, the family background is very low, the emperor is a little unhappy, said to Qingcheng to listen, Qingcheng pouted, and said: "I look at the Miza clan is good, keep to himself, speak and act reasonably, and do not like to make trouble, I think the eldest brother still values her very much." He glanced at the emperor again and said, "People still say that my family background is low." ”

The emperor was afraid that Qingcheng would think too much, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, I will listen to you, and I will seal the side of Fujin." After speaking, he wrote Zhu Zhu on the fold and asked Wu Shu to send it to the post station, so that people could quickly send it back to the palace. Yongzhang heard that the eldest brother had become Amma, and he was really happy for him, so he wrote a congratulatory letter, and also made a congratulatory poem with Yongying and sent it by pretending to be alone.

It's almost winter, and it's a good time to grow cabbage. The emperor loved to eat boiled cabbage with green oranges, so he followed Yongzhengye as a vegetable farmer. I picked up two vegetable fields in the palace, sprinkled cabbage seeds, lettuce seeds and radish seeds, and picked up hoes to weed and fertilize when I had free time. It didn't take long for a green patch to grow.

The Emperor was more complacent, more than he had been able to quell the rebellion in his territory.

Jiao'er often stood next to the emperor to weed, sometimes pulled out the vegetable seedlings together, and happily showed off to the emperor, saying: "Huang Ama, I pulled out two more grasses." ”

Look at the green oranges, where is the grass, it is the radish vegetables, and even the white radish root with the big little thumb. The emperor took Jiao'er's "grass" and buried it back, and couldn't bear to blame: "Jiao'er is not tired, go to rest with Eniang." ”

Jiao'er said obediently: "Huang Ama is also tired, and he has to go to rest with Eniang." ”

Seeing her filial piety, the emperor stood in the dirt, holding a hoe in his hand, laughing happily.

All the political affairs of the court were changed to be handled in the Nian En Hall, and Qingcheng lived in the back courtyard, and when he wanted to see the emperor, he didn't have to communicate with him, and he arrived through a palace corridor. The two eat and sleep together every day, and when they are bored, they parade through the palace, listen to tunes, and also take Yongzhang Yongying to ride horses and shoot arrows. The emperor still wanted to make Qingcheng the queen, but every time he mentioned it, there were always a large number of courtiers who objected.

In the end, the reason is because of Qingcheng's status as a Han girl.

The emperor gradually became unhappy, sat cross-legged on the kang, shook the fold in his hand, and swept it all to the ground. Qingcheng sat across from him embroidering his purse, bluffing, almost pricking his finger with a needle. She was stunned and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The palace people lowered their heads and chests, and even breathed half a minute lighter, for fear of making the master angry, so they couldn't eat and walked around.

The emperor said: "A group of old men, they are really angry, they have to take care of everything, they have to talk nonsense about everything, and they have to stop me from doing whatever I want." "The harem does not interfere in the government affairs, Qingcheng can't ask more, throw away the work in his hand, get up and pick up the fold, and still put it back in its place. She smiled: "Since I'm annoyed, it's better to eat late first and then approve the folds." Today, I asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite mutton noodle soup and three fresh dumplings. The Emperor did not want to mention the troubles in front of her, so he said, "Yes." ”

The imperial meal is abundant, full of three tables, pot stickers, barbecue, ginseng soup, seafood, everything. After the emperor finished eating the noodle soup and dumplings, he withdrew the meal, and the rest of the meal was packed in a food box as usual, and sent to the officers and soldiers of the retinue to reward people.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind blew and feathered snowflakes flew all over the sky, and it was not long before the pavilions were covered with a faint layer of white. Someone in the yard shouted, "It's snowing...", and when Jiao'er heard the sound, she turned over and got up, clamoring to see the snow. The grandmothers couldn't resist it, so they asked Qingcheng for instructions. The emperor was still criticizing the folds, and Qingcheng didn't sleep, so he simply called the emperor and went to the yard to see the snow with Jiao'er in his arms.

Yongzhang Yongying was reviewing his homework in the study, listening to the noise in the yard, and they all went out to see the excitement with the copper stove.

Seeing that the master was interested, the palace people simply lit lamps everywhere with great fanfare, and the fire was bright. The happiest thing is Kyauk'er, this is the first heavy snow after she learned to talk and walk, and she is accompanied by her mother Amma, and the two brothers are coaxing, and they are dancing, which is very fresh and interesting.

Before the snow was covered, Yongzhang finally made a fist-sized snowball and gave it to Jiao'er, "You touch it." "Jiao'er is holding her buns, wearing several layers of thick cotton jackets, like a small round ball, and her face is red from the cold, which is really cute. She stretched out her hand and touched it, as if she was being chased and bitten by a small insect, she suddenly withdrew her sleeve, wrinkled her face at the emperor, and sobbed: "Good ice..."

Seeing her frightened appearance, the emperor couldn't help laughing and said, "Qingcheng, Jiao'er was frightened..."

Jiao'er saw that the emperor was making fun of herself, and her crying turned into real crying, and she threw herself into Qingcheng's arms, whimpering incessantly. Qingcheng coaxed and laughed, glared at the emperor again, and said, "You provoked it, you coaxed it yourself." As he spoke, he pushed Jiao'er towards the emperor, and the emperor caught it with a smile and coaxed: "Jiao'er, you don't have to be afraid, the snow is cold and cold, and the cheese you love to eat in summer is frozen, and it tastes great, isn't it..."

He whispered softly, so that he could persuade the princess to sleep.

On a cold day, the emperor was sweating all over his body and sighed: "It's really not easy." ”

Late at night, Yongzhang Yongying knelt down and went back to the house to sleep. Qingcheng nested in the crook of the emperor's arm, listening to the sound of wind and snow outside, and his heart was as stable as a green spring in the blue abyss. The earth dragon in the house is extremely warm, and even if you walk around in your bedclothes, you won't feel cold. The headlights were turned off, and only two bean-sized oil lamps were left at the head of the bed, and the dim light was reflected on the faces of the two, which was hazy like a dream.

The emperor said: "I proposed to make you the queen in the early court, I don't want to..."Qingcheng stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and said, "You don't need to say it, I know it too." Her dark eyes were bright and clear in the night, like a morning star at dawn.

She said: "Your identity and family history are immutable, and you don't have to think about it, just do what you want." What the ministers said is not unreasonable, the Qing Dynasty is a world of people who love Xinjueluo, and they can't mess up their bloodline because of me. ”

The emperor rubbed her inky brows and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to wronged you. ”

Qingcheng Wan'er said: "I am not wronged, with you by my side, and Yongzhang, Yongying, and Jiao'er are filial, what grievances do I have." What I dared to think of before is now there, and what I couldn't think of before is now there, and there is nothing to be satisfied with. After a slight pause, he smiled again: "You really don't have to deal with the ministers for me, you have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart, it's enough." ”

The emperor turned over and looked at the bright yellow tent top, and said, "But I still want to give it a try." ”

Qingcheng said: "That's still not good, what should you do?" ”

The emperor pondered for a while, and then said to her, "If it still doesn't work, I will never set up a middle palace again." I'd rather the position of queen be vacant, and I don't want to give it to anyone but you. ”