In August of the eighth year of Chongde, Shengjing was busy preparing for the annual Nurhachi memorial, and this year because the Qing Dynasty was about to enter the customs, the emperor told him to be long. The government and the opposition estimated that after the memorial, the Qing Dynasty would send troops again and officially break open the gate of Beijing.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, Dolgon was ordered to go to Hetuara to pay homage to his ancestors, and when he returned to pay tribute to his father Nurhachi, Huang Taiji ordered him to lead his troops into Beijing.

Before Dolgon left the palace, he met Fulin returning from the schoolyard, and the little one had tanned a lot all summer, and looked like a boy no longer with his fine skin and tender flesh.

"Uncle Fourteen, take me with you to Hetuara next time, I've never been there." Fu Lin stood under the horse and looked up at Dolgon, "And Brother Yue Le will go with you." ”

Dolgon said gently: "Uncle Fourteen has written it down, and when Fulin grows a taller head, Uncle Fourteen will take you outside, but you have to promise Uncle Fourteen that you will listen to your mother in the palace, listen to the words of the emperor's mother, and be a filial child." ”

"I know." Fu Lin promised loudly, "When I grow up, I will protect Eniang, Huang Eniang, and my sister." ”

Dolgon leaned over and touched Fu Lin's head, ordered the grandmothers to take good care of the ninth elder brother, and then rode his horse and whip out of the imperial city.

He ran all the way to the outside of Shengjing City, and Eshuo brought people to see him off, and Dolgon advised: "On the day when I am not there, if there is an emergency, and you are powerless to fight, go to Daishan to find Sony, and be sure to protect the integrity of the inner palace maid and the ninth elder brother." ”

E Shuo cautiously asked: "Lord, Prince Yu is also in Beijing, why don't you ......?"

Dolgon shook his head: "Don't look for them, Eshuo, you listen to my arrangement, don't worry about anything else, it is your only responsibility to save the lives of the inner palace maids and the ninth elder brother." ”

"The last general will obey." E Shuo responded with a fist.

But Eshuo felt that Prince Rui seemed to be overly worried, and after Dolgon left, he had seen the emperor in the last court, and Huang Taiji had nothing unusual except for emaciation. Whatever was mentioned in the court, no matter how big or small, the emperor knew it clearly, neither confused nor slack, but it was milder than before, but mild was mild, and the majesty of the government and the opposition was undiminished.

Since the emperor is free of illness and disaster, what accidents can there be, E Shuo gradually relaxed his vigilance after being nervous for a few days.

On the ninth day of the eighth month, it was no different from the past, Huang Taiji inquired about the affairs of the first emperor's memorial in the Chongzheng Palace, and after a little accusation, he went back to the inner palace to rest.

When walking through the Phoenix Tower, a gust of autumn wind swept by, raising sand and dust and falling leaves, Huang Taiji was confused, but soon a pair of warm and soft hands supported him, he opened his eyes, and saw Yu'er's calm and calm face.

"You're just in time, where did this come from, a pair of eyes staring at me all the time?" Huang Taiji sneered and reached out to pluck the autumn leaves that fell on Da Yu'er's sideburns.

"This is natural, the emperor will not want to escape my eyes." Da Yu'er smiled, and when she saw that Huang Taiji was standing firm, she let go of her hand, "Do you want to go to Guan Ju Palace?" ”

"Go sit down for a while, I'm a little hungry, you go to the dining room and see if there's anything to eat that suits my spleen and stomach." Huang Taiji walked straight forward, "I can't figure out what to eat for a while. ”

Da Yu'er responded and ordered Su Mala to follow the emperor and take the other palace maids to the dining room.

The palace is still neat and clean, Huang Taiji put a stick of incense in front of Hai Lanzhu's tablet, gently wiped the name plate, and then rested on the beauty couch.

I don't know how long he rested, when Su Mala covered him with a blanket, Huang Taiji didn't wake up, but when he smelled the familiar aroma, he opened his eyes.

In the food box in front of him, there were a few Mongolian dim sum, which Hai Lanzhu made for Da Yu'er back then, saying that it was Da Yu'er's favorite food.

At that time, Huang Taiji felt that the aroma was familiar, but now he can't remember whether he stopped those foods to make Yu'er angry, or to let Hai Lanzhu leave an impression on him.

It turns out that time will really dilute the memory, maybe one moment you still feel that something is like yesterday, and the next moment, you will forget it cleanly.

The hatred and pain that I once thought I would never forget will fade into time, and the people who I once thought I would never forget will gradually lose even their faces and voices.

"I don't want to forget your sister." Huang Taiji said thoughtlessly, "It's been almost two years, and the people in this palace have almost forgotten her." ”

Da Yu'er just pretended not to hear it, put the dim sum in a small plate and handed it to the emperor, turned around to pour tea, and said with a smile: "Fu Lin asked every day these days, has the fourteenth uncle come back from Hetuala, and said that he will also go to Hetuara to have a look." Did the emperor agree? In the future, don't promise him anything and embarrass me and my aunt. ”

Huang Taiji ate the snack slowly and methodically, and said disapprerovitically: "Didn't Fulin go to Hetuala, I remember, you took him there." ”

Da Yu'er sighed in her heart, came over with tea, and pretended to be angry and said: "How many years ago, when Ah Zhe was still in swaddling clothes, where did Fulin come from?" I haven't been to Hetuara since you brought me back that time, and Fulin certainly hasn't been. ”

Huang Taiji suddenly remembered it and said with a smile: "I have a fork." ”

He slowly finished eating the snack, feeling warm and comfortable in his belly, stretching his body lazily, Da Yu'er asked him, "Is it not as delicious as my sister's cooking?" ”

Huang Taiji said: "I don't remember what your sister's dim sum tastes like, I'm afraid that in two years, I will forget everything." ”

Yu'er said: "But isn't it, I always complain that you forgot to say what you said to me, and forgot to promise me, it's really unreasonable to think about it, so you will tolerate me." ”

"Now you know I'm tolerant of you?" Huang Taiji sneered and tapped Da Yu'er's forehead, "Bad thing, how good should it be to be sensible a few years ago?" ”

Da Yu'er glanced at him: "I've always been sensible, but you don't know that I'm sensible, Your Majesty, in your eyes, I've always been a child, haven't I?" ”

Huang Taiji disdainfully: "You just love to say this sentence, how many years." ”

Da Yu'er put away the dishes and chopsticks, and when she mentioned these words again, her heart was so calm, she didn't even mention Su Mala, she thought she was going to bring it into the coffin, but now she really wanted to tell him.

"When I ran away from home and went to Hetuala, even if you didn't come to pick me up, I came back by myself, and I said at that time, the emperor wants to know why I came back by myself." After Da Yu'er served the emperor with his hands and feet to rinse his mouth, he set up a stool and sat beside him, the emperor began to smoke in the old year, Xu was to relieve his worries, Da Yuer did not stop him, and always carefully loaded tobacco for him, at this moment the tobacco was stuffed into the pipe little by little, she said slowly, "After so many years, the emperor has long been unconcerned." ”

Huang Taiji shook his head: "On the contrary, in addition to this, there is one more thing. ”

Da Yu'er asked rhetorically: "What's the matter?" ”

Huang Taiji said: "I once asked you whether it was Horqin or Shengjing, but you never had time to answer. ”

Da Yu'er looked at the emperor blankly, and Huang Taiji patted her on the forehead: "You say first, why did you come back from Hetuara back then?" ”

"I want to prove that I can be like my sister, a mature, beautiful, gentle and amorous woman, not a child." Da Yu'er lowered her head and carefully filled the tobacco, and said calmly, "When we first met, I was twelve or thirteen years old, so young, I call you uncle, in your eyes, I am a child." Even if I grow up, even if we have a husband and wife and children, the way we first met will never change. On the contrary, the first time you saw your sister, she was so beautiful, so touching, I felt pity. ”

Huang Taiji smiled lightly: "Silly words......"

Da Yu'er handed him the cigarette gun and said with a smile: "In my opinion, it's not stupid at all, but it's a little stupid." Your Majesty, if there is an afterlife......"

Huang Taiji took the cigarette stick, his eyes shook slightly, and fluttered on Yu'er's face, he said, "Yu'er." ”

But Da Yu'er reached out to his lips: "Don't say it, if you don't say it, I can still have a thought." ”

Huang Taiji agreed with a smile and kissed Da Yu'er lightly on her forehead.

"This tobacco is freshly delivered, how about you taste it?" Da Yu'er blew up the fire fold and lit a cigarette for him.

The soft white smoke slowly rose, and Huang Taiji took a few puffs comfortably, and said with a smile, "Yes, it's lighter, and it smells comfortable." ”

Da Yu'er leaned her head on her husband's chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat peacefully, Huang Taiji's hand gently stroked her sideburns, and the rough fingertips rubbed against her skin, slightly tingling and itchy, making her unconsciously close her eyes.

"Yu'er, is it better to Horqin or Shengjing?" Huang Taiji asked.

But Yu'er was sleepy, and an inexplicable wave of sleepiness hit, and she couldn't remember whether she had responded or not.

In front of him, the figure of his sister passed by, the figure of Huang Taiji, and his aunt, Qizig, Dolgon, and Fulin......

The sound of "pop" woke up the person in the dream, Da Yu'er Huo Ran opened her eyes, she was still leaning on her husband's chest, but the favorite voice in her ears disappeared.

She pressed her ear to Huang Taiji's chest so hard that she couldn't hear any sound.

Yu'er raised her head and sat upright, only to see the person on the couch closing his eyes peacefully, and the half-smoked cigarette fell to the ground, burning silently, turning the tobacco into ashes inch by inch.

"Your Majesty, sleep, you're tired." Da Yu'er covered the blanket for Huang Taiji, picked up the cigarette gun on the ground and held it in her hand, she slowly walked to the door, and finally looked back, but the people on the couch would never open their eyes to look at her.

In Qingning Palace, when he was preparing to pass dinner, Zhezhe saw Yu'er coming with the emperor's smoking gun, so he said: "You should persuade the emperor, smoking is not good for your health." ”

Da Yu'er looked at her calmly and said, "Auntie, the emperor is gone." ”

Zhezhe was stunned, and the next moment his whole heart slammed up, and he fell heavily on the chair behind him, Yu'er put down the cigarette gun and said calmly: "Auntie, the emperor is gone, let's prepare according to our original plan." ”