Chapter 66: The Crying Spirit
"My son got it. But Eniang, what are you saying to your son now? As long as Tong Jia's performance is slightly different from that of normal days, Yinzhen will be a little nervous.
"Son, don't you see that your Emperor Ama has been holding back his breath lately? E-Niang because of this, I didn't even celebrate your birthday a few days ago, E-Niang is mentioning you, go back and tell Wanru, be careful lately, but don't make your emperor Ama angry, you know? ”
"Huang Ama was raised by the Empress Dowager, and has a deep relationship with the Empress Dowager, and now that the Empress Dowager has died, it is reasonable for Huang Ama to be overly sad." Yin Zhen looked like a little adult and analyzed seriously.
"Your emperor Ama is sad that is your emperor Ama's business, he is the emperor, he can handle these things well, you just need to remember what Eniang said to you, in case you and Wanru don't pay attention to provoke your emperor Ama, then the sadness will be the three of us, do you hear?"
"Well, E-niang's words, my son remembered it, and I told Wanru when I went back."
Tong Jiashi nodded with satisfaction, and finally explained, "When you cry in Cining Palace, you can't be lazy, your emperor Ama is going three times a day now, maybe he will be caught that time." ”
Yinzhen nodded, even if he had tears before, after crying for three or four days, he couldn't cry a drop, and now that Eniang mentioned it, he had to brew his feelings again when he went back.
"Well, then you go back first, Wanru is still waiting for you."
"My son wants to have dinner with E-Niang today." Yinzhen subconsciously wanted to accompany Tong Jia's more.
"Your mind, E-Niang understands. In the future, we will have more opportunities to eat together, not worse than these few days. Listen to E-Niang's words today, let's go back first, huh? "Kangxi has been looking at himself unpleasantly recently, so he still doesn't want to get tired of being crooked with Yinzhen, so as not to hinder Kangxi's eyes.
Having said this, Yinzhen had no choice but to say goodbye to Tong Jia's family and go back to the South Third Institute. When he arrived at the South Third Institute, Wanru was sitting on the warm couch while reading a book and waiting for him, and the brazier was burning in the room, warm and warm.
Seeing that Yinzhen was back, Wanru put down the book in her hand, got off the warm bed, and untied the cloak on Yinzhen's body: "Master, are you back?" ”
"Well, wait, aren't you? Hungry or not? Grab something to eat. Yinzhen stood and let Wanru wait.
"I'm not in a hurry, you talk to Eniang, how can I feel in a hurry." Wanru glanced at Yinzhen with disgust, and continued: "Before going to Cining Palace today, I explained that Mei Xue made fish head tofu soup, which tasted light and was warm after drinking. ”
"Let's bring it first, let's talk while we drink." It was freezing outside, and Yinzhen also wanted to drink a bowl of hot soup to warm up at this time.
Wanru hurriedly beckoned someone to bring the soup and a few snacks, and here she cleaned Yinzhen's hands, so that before the dinner table, Wanru first scooped a bowl for Yinzhen: "Master, you taste it first, see how it tastes?" This fish head has been stewed all afternoon. ”
Yinzhen took it and tasted it, it was light and light, and the fish head didn't smell fishy at all, just in line with his taste, Yinzhen nodded: "Not bad." ”
Wanru smiled, it's good. Wanru also filled herself a bowl, took a small spoon and drank it in small sips, and asked while drinking, "Master, what did E-Niang say to you?"
Yin Zhen scooped a piece of tofu, melted in his mouth, tender enough, swallowed it with satisfaction, and said: "Eniang said, because of the death of the Empress Dowager, Huang Ama has been a little sad recently, she asked us to pay attention these days, don't provoke Huang Ama." ”
Wanru nodded undeniably in response, "Oh." "Keep drinking the soup.
Yin Zhen looked at Wanru's absent-minded appearance, knowing that she didn't take it to heart, and continued: "So you have to be more restrained, there are some things that you can't do in the past few days, for example, go down to this soup today." When you go to cry, you still think about what soup you want to drink at night, which is disrespectful. ”
"Huang Ama also cares?" Wanru was surprised.
"What do you think" Yin Zhen slanted a glance, "In the days of the palace, you have to be careful in everything, and it is always right to be cautious." ”
Wanru felt that the soup in her mouth was not as good as it was just now, it turned out that the Qing Wear text she had read before was fake, and the Qing Wear women who were mixed in the palace were also crooked, and the more the days passed, the more Wan Ru felt that her former self was a stupid fork who didn't understand anything.
"Also, the knee pads on your legs will be untied tomorrow; Don't get the onion juice on the veil, lest people see it. Yinzhen added.
"Huh? I won't be allowed to wear knee pads, so if I kneel like this for a day, my leg will be crippled. "Wanru is really not calm this time.
It's January now, although there is no snow, but you can still use the word ice and snow to explain how cold the weather is, such a cold day, a group of people cry in Cining Palace, and the women of lower grades can only kneel on the bluestone ground of Cining Palace. Wanru is the prince Fujin, plus Tong Jiashi is the imperial concubine, so she can kneel in the house and cry, there is a thick carpet in the house, and there is a fire dragon underneath, although it is not cold, but kneeling all day, Wanru's delicate little body can't bear it, so on the first day, Wanru got two thick knee pads, which were worn inside anyway, and people outside couldn't see it.
Even so, on the first day of kneeling, Wanru's two knees were still a little bruised, Yinzhen knelt for three or four days in a row, and the two knees were already blue and swollen, and Wanru had to apply medicated oil and massage him every night when she came back. Wanru suggested that Yinzhen also bring knee pads, but Yinzhen refused, although he didn't have much affection for the Queen Mother, but this kind of opportunistic thing, Yinzhen would never do.
There is also onion juice, Yinzhen and Wanru have gone to Cining Palace every day to cry these days, Yinzhen is okay, how to say that Xiaozhuang is also the ancestor of his love Xinjue Luo family, for Yinzhen's young heart, the Queen Mother is like a god-like existence, now this god is gone, Yinzhen is sad in his heart, he has tears. But Wanru didn't have a single tear for Xiaozhuang's death, and every day when she went to cry, she smeared onion juice on her handkerchief, and the chili juice was too domineering, and she was afraid of hurting her big watery eyes.
At this time, seeing that Wanru was surprised that she didn't drink the soup anymore, she looked at him excitedly, and Yin Zhen said lightly: "The eighth brother is younger than you, hasn't he been kneeling for several days?" ”
"The eighth brother is a boy, with strong skin and flesh, I am a delicate female doll, and I can't stand it without knee pads. Besides, if my knees are also blue and swollen, who will give you a massage at night? Wanru discerned.
Yinzhen thinks about it, how delicate the meat on Wanru's body is, he knows best, now he has a knee pad, he can barely hold it, if he goes to the knee pad, think about the two bruises on Wanru's white and tender calves, Yinzhen is really reluctant.
Yinzhen is a person who has high requirements for himself, but he is very tolerant of the people he values. Because he will do his best and be able to support the people he values.
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