The first update

In March of the sixth year of Xianfeng, Xianfeng's "eldest son" Zaichun was finally born. Qingyu and Xianfeng went to visit the West Garden in person, Qingyu hugged the little child who had already turned a little red, looked left and right, his eyes were slender and his mouth was small, and he looked good. looked up at Xianfeng and frowned, "It's still not as good-looking as you." ”

"Reward!" Xianfeng didn't bother to pay attention to Qingyu, turned around and made a look at Mama Lin, and Mama Lin retreated with a smile.

"Serve well, wait for the full moon and then return to the palace, March and April are most afraid of ......" Qingyu returned the child to the nurse, remembered something, and pulled up Xianfeng, "Have you ever planted pox?" ”

"What is this for?" Xianfeng was still stunned, had he ever planted pox? I'll really have to go back and ask about this.

"We have to give Rong'an a pox! I seem to have heard someone say that they have a way there, better than ours. For this new prince who can inherit the family, she is more concerned about her baby's fat girl.

For Xianfeng too, he immediately became nervous, "Will it hurt?" And what if I grow into a pockmarked face? ”

"Growing up to be a pockmark is also your daughter, and in the future, I will take pockmarks as my beauty, see who dares to say no!" Qingyu replied domineeringly.

The lady who hasn't left yet, Jaechun is a little embarrassed, is she okay with this? But she just came, saying that the nurse she invited before was so good that she couldn't die, and how noble she suddenly had a fever when she gave birth. Obviously, she saw the wind, so of course she couldn't use it, so she hurriedly went to the flag to find it again, and when she came, the little prince had eaten **** for a day. It's pitiful to think about, but looking at that little look, it's really painful, and she doesn't bother to think about why the emperor and his wife are so unconcerned about this eldest son, and obviously prefer the eldest princess.

Xianfeng and Qingyu didn't see many nobles, so they returned to the palace. Mama Lin still stayed in the West Garden to take care of their mother and son. On the way back to the palace, Qingyu smiled.

"So happy?"

"No, I'm a little sorry. That's stealing, right? "The car they were riding in was the Yanmar car made by Chery, a completely independent space with glass on it, and no one dared to eavesdrop on them.

"You have to think about it, this is what the sixth expects. Maybe if I survive to death, he will be able to become the emperor. Xianfeng smiled indifferently.

"Can't let the seventh know that the seventh may still expect him to do it!" Qingyu smiled and said that the sixth child would be happy, she believed it, even if the sixth child was still outside at this time, he would be happy, because even if I couldn't do it, this throne would still be my son's.

Xianfeng didn't want to tell Qingyu that from the moment the child was taken out, all those who knew would die. One or two die every year, and slowly disappear in places that Qingyu can't see. The current emperor's eldest son can only be the emperor's eldest son, and he is Xianfeng's son.

Qingyu really didn't think much about it, in her opinion, this matter had little impact, the sixth family was locked up, and the baby was personally picked up by Mama Lin. And Mama Lin also prepared a dead baby girl, anyway, it doesn't even count as a side blessing, so the six of them won't bother to care, it's just what others say.

Thinking of this, "Hey, you say, is your Qianlong ancestor the son of Emperor Yongzheng?" ”

"Qingyu!" Xianfeng pursed his thin lips into a line again.

"Okay, okay, didn't it suddenly occurred to me that someone said that he was the son of the Chen family in Haining? But the long one is not much like the Yongzheng Emperor. She took Xianfeng's hand and smiled.

"Yongzheng Ye doesn't have no son, and he can't give birth, why do you have to change someone's son, and finally pass on the position to someone else's son?" Xianfeng rolled his eyes.

"Also, I think maybe it will be stronger to pass it on to Hiroshi?" Qingyu teased him again.

Xianfeng couldn't cry or laugh, their branch was passed down from Qianlong, and now what does she say, let Hongshi take the throne, so what are they? I just wanted to say something, but I understood that if I was just an ordinary clan now, sipping wine every day, patting chopsticks and scolding the emperor for being incompetent, my life would actually be quite good.

"Yes, in the next life, I also want to be a clan that eats meat with a bowl and scolds my mother when I put down the bowl." Xianfeng said indignantly.

"You have to think about it, in the next life, I will not be born in the emperor's family. Make a fat, oily salted duck egg. Qingyu thought of the jokes she saw in the 21st century and used them to make fun of Xianfeng.

"What about you? The wife of salted duck eggs? ”

"It's okay, in the next life, if we meet again, I will marry you." Qingyu smiled, gently rubbed Xianfeng's face, and said sincerely.

Xianfeng was satisfied, took her hand, and sat up straight.

Qingyu gently wrapped his exposed fingers, "In the next life, you have to be fatter, for so many years, I haven't transferred you so hard, it's really discouraging!"

"What about you?"

"Me? I'm perfect, I don't need to change anything. Qingyu smiled.

"yes, so be it!" Xianfeng thought seriously for a moment and nodded.

Qingyu kissed him lightly on the face, "Your Majesty, thank you!" ”

"Someone saw it!" Xianfeng hurriedly pushed her away and looked left and right, even if no one dared to come forward and eavesdrop, but there were still people on both sides. And for fear of the assassins, they did not install curtains, and he was afraid of being seen outside.

"If you dare to do this in your next life, I will go around you three feet away!" Qingyu glared at him, this little man was so annoying, he just wanted to be nice to him and see what he did to himself. I don't understand the style too much.

"Why?"

"I'll kiss you, and you're going to hold me, not push away." Qingyu wanted to screw his ears.

"It's daytime." Xianfeng quibbled, usually in his bedroom at night, when did he not hold her and give her a deeper kiss?

"Forget it, I don't want to talk to you." Qingyu opened her mouth for a moment, and thought about it, now in March 1856, 2017 is one hundred and sixty-one years away! He waved his hand and sighed, "When I didn't say it." ”

happened to arrive at Yongshou Palace, she immediately opened the door of her car and jumped out of the car directly.

"E-niang!" As soon as she got out of the car, a louder voice jumped there, and there was a bewitching concubine next to her.

Xianfeng was going to follow the car, but when he saw this situation, he immediately pulled the bell, and the car hurriedly walked towards the Heart Cultivation Palace, and everyone could only kneel down and let him leave.

Waiting for the car to get away, Rong An jumped up again, crossed his small waist and faced Qingyu, "Eniang!" ”

"Well, I hear you. It's not that I don't take you to see my brother, it's that my brother is still young, and Amma and I just took a look. He is about a foot away, and Eniang promises that he is not as good-looking as you. Qingyu knew what she was dancing and immediately replied in one breath. By the way, I answered all the questions she hadn't asked yet.

"Rong An doesn't like ugly dolls." Rong An didn't care about anything else, and when he heard that he didn't look good, he was a little entangled. She grew up with Qingyu, and nothing else happened, but the appearance association learned ten out of ten.