Where did the eleventh year of Chongde come from? Huang Taiji Chongde died on the ninth day of August in the eighth year, and it will be a matter of Shunzhi in the future.

However, since Hai Lanzhu's son is not dead, this has changed.

The deaths of Huang Taiji and Hai Lanzhu are all because this son left first, he is there, and they must be there.

History has changed, and Fulin really can't be an emperor anymore.

A joke for a while, it actually became true, Meng Qing pursed the corners of her lips when she thought about it, this child is not dead, she has become Meng Guqing again, this will be seen in the future.

It was late at night, and the sky in mid-October was a little cold, Tuya held the lamp in his hand to illuminate it, and said respectfully: "Master." ”

"Tuya." Looking at her, a name popped into his mind, Meng Qing involuntarily spoke, and went to look at the room again.

At this glance, it was already very familiar, and the memory began to fall back like flowing water.

The blue gauze curtain was pulled up high, and the red rope was tripped up, Meng Qing touched it, and the corners of the curtain were rolled lace, dense, and very neat. On the left side of the couch is an adult-tall light brown hollow carved screen, on which are several small clothes, all of which are Meng Guqing's favorite colors. A few feet away, the log table was covered with a moon-white tablecloth, and on top of it was a slap-sized slippery cyan sandalwood burner, and the soft light mist rose in bursts, like water and smoke, which led to reverie.

Looking at it, some swaying broken shadows flickered in front of me, and the nightmare in the depths of memory was aroused.

The fragments in my mind began to assemble and assemble themselves to confirm everything in front of me.

She has been to this place, not because of Meng Guqing, but because she has been here herself.

Could it be a past life, back? Startled by this bold idea, Meng Qing's eyes turned to Tuya's body and did not speak.

Sixteen-year-old Tuya wore shiny braids and wore a palace dress lined with white and dark flowers on green shoulders. He is of medium height, with a small nose, a round face, and a pair of thin lips that are crystal clear and translucent, as if smeared with honey. The astute gaze turned around, lowered his head, and said softly: "Master." ”

Meng Qing came back to his senses and tugged at the corners of his lips: "I'm thirsty." ”

At this moment, her heart has stabilized a lot, and there are more and more fragments in her mind, and they are becoming clearer and clearer.

Tuya walked away, waited for Meng Qing to drink water, and asked with concern: "Gege, when you just fell asleep, the slave saw it, and the scratches were all restored." There is news from the palace, you and the eighth elder brother can go back with a soft heart, but you are a little wronged......"

Do you want to praise him for his injury? Meng Qing sneered and waved his hand: "I'll talk about this later." ”

At this time, the imperial doctor came, and it was no big problem to see the pulse. Tuya and the others sent people out and came back, with great joy on her face: "The master is stable, Prince Zheng and Fujin are also relieved, someone has already passed the word, Jifujin is coming over." ”

Prince Zheng? Sure enough, it was Zilharang. Meng Qing thought, Huang Taiji's most trusted is this cousin, according to the calculation of time, his successor Fujin should be the second Su Tai at this time, this is extremely beautiful, but he is a loyal person on the outside and bad on the inside.

Thinking, she came.

"It's okay, it's really distressing to watch." Su Tai wiped his eyes with a handkerchief and muttered, "Alas, it's good." Tuya had already brought the stool, and she sat not far away, and the people who followed her surrounded her, all of them looking very concerned.

This simple little handful with a head full of velvet flowers, in his thirties, extremely white and tender skin, deep eye sockets and high cheekbones, very enthusiastic.

Meng Qing moved in response. She said, "Oh, no, don't salute." You're going to keep it. ”

"I've caused trouble to Fujin, and I'm alarming you so late." Meng Qing's eyes were watery, his face was red, and he looked very guilty.

"Sensible, sensible." Su Tai obviously felt that this child had become different, like a little adult, and smiled in surprise: "Ouch, baby, it's okay to kill me." ”

"Is the prince okay?" Meng Qing continued: "I should go and ask for peace." ”

"Okay, let's talk," Su Tai touched her hand, a little speechless, and turned to order: "You go out for a while, I'll talk to Gege, and ask the kitchen to get some food." ”

The next people left. Meng Qing looked at her plan and thought of what she was going to say.

It's nothing more than that eighth elder brother. So, she listened quietly, and waited for Su Tai to become unguarded before interjecting a few words.

Soon the matter was right, it turned out that it was just because Meng Guqing, Fu Lin and the eighth brother Sorentu were eating snacks together that day, Meng Guqing took a piece to Fu Lin first, he stopped doing it, ran after him, and fell down.

Meng Guqing went to stop and also ran, but she fell and both she and he were injured. Only Fulin is good.

How old is this, it's so domineering. Meng Qing couldn't help but laugh a little, and hit Su Tai with words again, muttering: "You can't blame me for this, and I didn't push him." ”

Su Tai didn't know that he had been fooled, and he answered the call very smoothly: "I don't blame you, but that's the eighth elder brother." You guys, little couple......"

Halfway through her speech, she stopped in embarrassment, in front of the little girl, it shouldn't be like this.

Well? Small two, what do you mean. Meng Qing blushed unconsciously, and thought, is this treating Meng Guqing as the eighth elder brother's child daughter-in-law?

Add up all the conditions, this is simply a plug-in.

The eighth elder brother is still alive, he is Huang Taiji's favorite, and he will definitely inherit the throne in the future, and Meng Guqing is raised as a child daughter-in-law, which means that the future will ......

In the future, I will be the queen for him.

Queen, chewing on this word, Meng Qing's heart trembled, remembering a dream she often had when she was a child. This dream is tightly intertwined with what is happening now.

On the side, Su Tai wiped his face with a handkerchief embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Alas, forget it, let's not mention him first, this little demon star will toss people." ”

"yes." Meng Qing said wistfully: "By the way, I don't know what happened in the palace, I must be in a hurry." ”

"The queen and the emperor are all well, and I feel very sorry for you." Su Tai relieved her: "Good boy, be well, don't let the queen waste her heart, you were born in the palace, it's been five years, if you really go back to Horqin, you Ama Eniang, they will also ......"

"Oh." Sure enough, it was not Concubine Zhuang who raised her, nor Concubine Hai Lanzhu, nor did she be someone else, only the queen Zhezhe, who had three daughters and had no children, was the most worthy candidate.

Raising soldiers for a thousand days, used for a while, this one is a long-line fishing big fish, she will not let Meng Guqing go back easily!

It's easy to play with cards in your hand, admit your mistake to this little brat? Hum. Meng Qing lowered his head and pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly: "I will be 'obedient', and I will 'accept it'." ”

"Huh?" Wrong. A hint of alarm flashed in Su Tai's eyes, is this a five-year-old child, why did she talk like that?

It happened that the kitchen sent wontons, and Meng Qing thanked him and said, "It's late at night, Fujin should go and rest first, you have worked hard." ”

"I'll see you again tomorrow." Seeing that Meng Qingying's bright eyes were full of kindness, Su Tai was puzzled and wanted to take off his guard, and left with relief, walking and walking, panicking for no reason, feeling that he had done something wrong.

Meng Qing Tuya also returned to the house, very anxious: "Master, it's too bad, Eighth Elder Brother sent his Cheli Muge Mama, he wants you to let you ......"

"Let me fuck off, huh?" Meng Qing grinned and beckoned: "You come here, let's 'entertain' this grandmother well, you go find a reliable person, you ......"

Vestibule.

As soon as Cheli Muge came in, someone came to serve tea. She drank most of the bowl in one go, and waited to wait, but there was no one to see.

After a while, her stomach was rumbling, and she was hurting, and Mo Lin, the personal guard of Zilharang who had greeted her before, came back, and said very apologetically: "Mama, I'm really sorry, the prince is in the office, and Fujin is asleep, so he doesn't dare to alarm." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tuya happened to come behind him, and said with a smile: "Mama, we want to see you." She misses you. ”

"Huh?" What is there to think about. Che Limuge pondered that Meng Guqing usually looked down on her at all and always sarcastically mocked her, why was she so affectionate at this time.

A sense of foreboding surrounds him, and half of the arrogance he had come with was gone. Soon, Chelimuge clutched his stomach in pain and said to Tuya, "Wait a minute! ”

She was about to have diarrhea, Mo Lin and Tuya stopped here and waited, and waited until Che Limuge rushed back as fast as he could, then walked a few steps, and then bent down and bowed his head: "Ouch, I, I hurt!" ”

"It's okay, you can go." Tuya comforted her gently, but her heart was smiling.

The dog leg who took the laxative deserved it at all, Che Limuge ran two more times, and when he wanted to move again, Tuya said in surprise: "Oh no, I went to report to Gege just now, she lost her temper, what should I do." ”

"I, I'll hold on, I'll do it." It is disrespectful to make the little master wait for a long time. Che Limuge rubbed his stomach aggrievedly, thinking, hum, I'm going to go back to Horqin, and I'm still so arrogant, I want you to look good later!

Meng Qing waited comfortably, and when he arrived at the front of the house, Tuya opened the door and let Che Li Muge go first.

Deliberately made wax tears condensed on the ground, Che Limuge only cared about covering his stomach, his feet slipped, and "ouch" fell in.

"Yikes!" Meng Qing pretended to be unaware and shouted: "Who! ”

"Poof." Che Limug broke his face and farted again.

Meng Qing immediately swept her nose: "Which dog slave who doesn't understand the rules, break her legs!" ”