Chapter 92: Emperor Chapter

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After mid-February, the weather gradually warmed up.
Before going out, Emperor Yong Kun held the little girl's hand and put her in a long trench coat.
Touching her head, she said softly, "It's cold outside."
Qing Ruo smiled and nodded.
The dinner was only used in Yongkun's palace. The royal dining room has recently changed its style to make some special dishes from different places. If Qing often eats support, after eating, Yongkun will take her for a while to digest. I could just take her all the way back to the palace.
The palace spreads in a square shape, and most of the roads extend in all directions. There are several roads from Qianlong Temple to Qingming Temple, just a little further or closer.
Without rushing, she usually followed her.
If Qing Qing walked away, she would stop at anything interesting when she saw the roadside. Emperor Yong Kun kept pressing beside her.
Beihu's news report has been delivered a few days ago, and now it is waiting for the return of the army. It is another grand celebration feast. At that time, all the generals and soldiers will enter the palace to participate in the wind feast and the merit reward.
The layout of the palace is naturally in control.
When Qing Dynasty had the first time to arrange the Chinese New Year Banquet, Qing Ruo already had experience, this time it was more handy.
It is just that many soldiers enter the palace. Qingruo is still cautious. Many things need to be asked about the meaning of Emperor Yong Kun.
Faced with Emperor Yong Kun, Qing Ruo talked to him and walked backwards.
Asked a question, Yong Kun replied.
Qing Ruo made a long sigh, raised her eyebrows, and then a little thoughtful thought.
Emperor Yongkun's lips were in a good mood, and it seems that he hasn't had any trouble lately.
Of course, it is not at all.
For example, Emperor Yongkun now stepped forward, her strong arms crossed her waist, hugged people to the side, and avoided the tongue behind her.
The little girl was ignorant, he put her back on the ground and then walked back, and asked him, "Brother Yan, since we are going to marry some soldiers, at that time, will the receptionist let the minister marry the family Bring a showgirl without a marriage contract? "
Emperor Yong Kun's mind was not on it. He raised his hand and knocked on her head, frowning and said, "Walk well, I almost tripped to a stone just now."
She didn't change her tone, and she should have immediately responded to him, "It doesn't matter, you are there."
Emperor Yong Kun was really angry and could not restrain the smile spreading from his chest, and the corner of his mouth couldn't twitch a bit strangely. He sighed softly, "You ~"
Qing Ruo raised his eyebrows at him, reached out and yanked his robe, apparently dissatisfied that he was not in a state of her question just now, "what on earth?"
This should be a matter of course. Every time the palace banquet, the ministers bring their marriageable children at home. This is not only for everyone to meet at the same age, but also for the emperor.
Emperor Yong Kun did not hold a draft that year when he first came to power. The daughter of the minister who had been thinking about the draft had to turn to seize the opportunity of the palace feast, so the palace feast that year was brilliant.
What's more, after passing the scale, Emperor Yongkun sent the family on the spot, and even the official position was stunned, and then the chaos broke out on this issue, and the palace banquets were only reduced. .
Emperor Yong Kun frowned lightly. The two of them were not far apart. She walked backwards. Her pace was slow and her pace was small. He also kept the pace to keep her ready to hold her at any time.
Raising a finger and shaving her chin, she laughed, "Why are you more anxious than those who are giving a wedding?"
Qing Ruo snorted softly, "Everyone loves beauty, and they have a better appetite when looking at beauty."
Emperor Yongkun yelled twice, and his gaze fell on her stomach. "So recently, you have eaten braces every day because you are beside me?"
"..." Qing Ruo's expression that he didn't want to talk to him, he even turned back to be confronted with him.
Emperor Yong Kun laughed, and took a big step forward to hold her waist accurately, holding her to walk forward, bowing his head, and the voice fell very lightly in her ears. bring it on."
Qing Ruo smiled at him with a smile and did not speak.
He exhaled softly. How could this little guy be so stingy, he had to come over and put a light kiss on her side, and coaxed again, "Okay, call, just arrange it like this."
Walking all the way back to the Qingming Temple she was not so supportive.
Emperor Yong Kun had government affairs to deal with, and he felt Ruo's belly, "Call the doctor first at night, and then send someone to inform you."
"Um." Qing Ruo nodded obediently.
The eyes were watery and soft and cute, and Emperor Yong Kun was reluctant to leave, thinking about something to do or pursing his lips and turning.
He just turned around, and his clothes were pulled.
She bowed her head, her little white tender hand pulled to the edge of his robe, and just pulled it lightly, but he seemed as if the whole person had been so determined that he couldn't move any more.
Turned around and watched her eyes condense, "What's wrong?"
Qing Ruo blinked and let go of his robe. "Wait for some time until spring, shall we fly a kite?"
She was short of Yongkun Emperor, and she was about to be at the height of a head. This would be enough for her to go on a long and lazy journey. Two people stood at the door, and there was a wind blowing between her words.
Emperor Yong Kun only heard that until spring, but he did not hear it later.
Qing Ruo stared at him with bright eyes and waited for an answer.
The evening glow in February seemed to bring the light of winter, not orange, but with a yellowish tint, reflecting her half face so beautiful that he could not think of any adjectives in his mind.
The little boy looked expectant.
Emperor Yong Kun bent over, palms supporting his knees, his gaze was level with her, and the faces of the two were almost only one fist away.
"Huh?" With a gentle smile and endless pampering, "Baby, what did you just say, I didn't understand."
Qingruo blushed, flushed with cherry blossom powder on both cheeks, and lined her white and tender face, as if every man would have a hazy fantasy object in his childhood, although the facial features were not clear in the fantasy, but That feeling is that she is perfect, the most beautiful woman in the world.
Now, he seemed to be able to see clearly the features of that hazy figure in his childhood. Coincidentally, he looked exactly like her.
There was a layer of dew on his eyes, and then he reached out and gently caught his robe with his fingers. "I said, shall we fly a kite in spring?"
"Okay." He replied without hesitation. The body was almost instinctively close to the little face close to kiss her tender cheek. The soft voice seemed to be coaxing a porcelain doll. "Baby still What do you want? "
"Huh ~" Qing Ruo tilted his head, "I still want to ride a horse." He looked at him with bright eyes, "Can you fly a kite on a horse?"
Emperor Yong Kun laughed, "Why not, of course."
The request was satisfied, and the little girl was happy. She stepped back and put the hand on his robe instead of holding his palm against him, and gently pushed him, "Go back to handle the government affairs. Rest early at night."
Emperor Yong Kun raised his eyebrows helplessly. When he was about to leave hardly, she pulled him off. Now she is reluctant to leave and starts to chase him again.
This flatterer wants to hit her little guy.
Emperor Yongkun is not a person who will wrong him. He straightened his palm and left from his knees. He pinched her small faces quickly and accurately with his fingers, and gently moved the two sides, frowning an unhappy look. Move closer to her, "Hurry me away?"
Qing Ruo was pulled into a flat bun with a small face, muttering pitifully, and vomiting vaguely, "No, I just want you to rest early in the evening." The voices were all soft with cotton.
As a result, Emperor Yongkun was not only shunned for a moment, but he was completely soft-hearted.
She let go of her face and rubbed her hands together, and kissed her forehead. "Okay, let's go, you are good."
"Ok."
Emperor Yongkun went out, only to be gentle as a spring breeze. The emperor has become a cold and solemn emperor. "Do n’t give your master something to eat at night. See if she is uncomfortable and immediately call the doctor, and then come. Notify me. "
He frowned, his eyes gaze deep, palm of the living emperor.
Ruyi and Linglong lowered their heads. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Emperor Yongkun went out with Dzhi without the need to hold his own pace and have government affairs. His figure was already in a few steps.
"Go to the banquet room at night to give an order, and then make a small amount of meal for her."
"Your Majesty."
Emperor Yongkun is happy and quiet, and he likes a person more when reviewing memorials or handling government affairs.
There are only candles and emperors in the government hall.
Emperor Yong Kun was thinking about something, and he recruited De Zhi to come in about the same time. "Send someone to see her at the Qingming Palace to see if she is uncomfortable and not let Ruyi Linglong wait for her to sleep."
"Your Majesty."
Until the person sent back returned to life, Miss Gong was not uncomfortable, and Miss Gong was already bathing and going to bed. Emperor Yong Kun put down his pen and squeezed his brows, and then he felt that the heart he had been holding was stable.
There was a word from Emperor Yong Kun, and Qing Ruo passed the government hall with lunch.
Qing Ruo became accustomed to laziness, even if during this time Emperor Yong Kun sent someone over to the Qingming Palace to teach her things, she was used to lazy bed in the morning.
Jing Taifei looked at Emperor Yong Kun's attitude and was very pampered with her. There is no queen in the palace, and she is not a concubine. There is an attitude of respecting the toffee over the toffee, and other toffees dare not ask too much.
As a result, Qingruo was worse in the morning than a lazy bed in Gongfu. At least a few old ladies beside Mrs. Gong in Gongfu came to call her.
Of course, I came to teach her 雍 and Emperor Yong Kun to ask her a question about getting up early in the morning, when Emperor Yong Kun gave the answer, ‘follow her. Something will happen when she gets up. ’
So the little came here to preach, and it was already time for Qingruo to take lunch in the royal dining room.
"Miss Gong, take your meal slowly and wait outside the door of the temple, the slaves will retire first."
Qing Ruoben had something to ask Emperor Yong Kun.
The people who served in the Government Affairs Hall knew her. At the first sight of Qingruo's steps, she had already consciously started to make tea and prepared snacks.
To Qingruo, the at the door of the palace pushed Qingruo to open it.
Emperor Yong Kun behind the imperial table raised his head, and when she saw her, he smiled softly at the corners of his eyebrows, "Come here, are you full?"
Qing Ruo nodded, "I'm full, Your Majesty?" I asked him below the steps, Yong Kun interrupted her with a frown, "Come up."
Qing Ruo stopped, and stepped on with a skirt, and Dezhi had moved the chair over there.
The royal case table is very large. It is almost two meters long and almost one and a half meters wide. Usually, Yong Kun's platform is placed, and the pen holder also has some memorial books. Today I can see that he has taken the position on his left.
Dezhi lowered his chair. "Miss Gong, please sit down."
Qing Ruo smiled with a frown, "There is Father Lauder."
As a result, the man had n’t sat there, his arm was already pulled by Yong Kun, and his hands were gently moved. Qing Ruo sat on his leg, pursed his lips, and raised his eyebrows, "Why?"
Emperor Yong Kun put her palm on her head and rubbed it. She didn't like hair buns, he didn't like her hair buns either, so she rubbed her silky hair, relaxed herself against the back of the chair, squinted a little, "Sit first I'll be there again. "
Emperor Yongkun's tongue tipped his own root, and he was relieved to feel relieved.
He thought of this little thing, it would be close to him, and he really felt comfortable when he sat on him.
Qing Ruo smiled, and two hands pulled him down on her head, dragged his fingers, and asked him while he was playing, "I'm here to ask your Majesty's list of Ministers of Wind Banquet, specific products All of the above is still something else? "
Emperor Yong Kun stood up and kissed her on the side of her face, and then tickled her lips. "Tell you what's good for me?"
Qing Ruo turned, "Benefits?"
His eyebrows were dazzling, his eyebrows raised, his sharp yet beautiful radians, "Well."
Qing Ruo still took one of his hands and sat on his lap, and the two were very close. Then the whole man nestled in his arms and shook his hand, "Yi Yan brother ~ "
"Oh ~" I don't know if this spell was set by himself or by her.
Emperor Yongkun's chin pressed her head twice and turned her head down and kissed her on the top of her hair. Her body was already holding her forward, and she reached out with one hand and took the list book that he had ordered Dezhi to prepare. .
Pass it to her, "No. Xiaojiao bag."
The little girl with a bright smile is brighter than the warm summer sun, and her voice is also hot. "Brother Yan is the best ~"
Therefore, the last trace of emotion in his heart evaporated under the heat and disappeared.
Qing Ruo took the booklet and wanted to get up and take a look. Yong Kun held her and didn't want to give up. She patted her hands twice behind her. She also took the booklet presented by the minister about the imperial examinations and sat down a bit. Sit obediently. "
Qing Ruo looked at him side by side, Yongkun leaned on the back of the chair, the dragon chair was wide and comfortable, he held her hard, and she also sat comfortably. He had opened the booklet and looked at the booklet, and his chin collapsed slightly. Seriously radian.
"Yeah." Qing Ruo said a little softly, adjusted her body, and began to look at the roster with her head resting on his arm resting on the armrest of the dragon chair.
The time is gentle, perhaps because the temperature is just right, and the incense burning in the room is light and refreshing, or because everything has been flowing smoothly recently, or maybe because she is in her arms and the two people's breath gently lingers in the air , Wound into a silk thread invisible to the naked eye, tied his ring finger of his left hand, as the blood flowed through the steady and strong heart.
"Your Majesty, several ministers are here, waiting outside the hall to announce."
Dezhi bowed his head.
Emperor Yong Kun responded, before he got up, he felt the person in his arms moved, and at the same time he snored.
Emperor Yong Kun did not move, frowning and lowering his head, too, the little guy didn't know if it was too comfortable to nest in his arms, already asleep, and the booklet was still in his hand, but the booklet rested on his chest So he didn't realize that the little guy was asleep.
Now she was noisy, her brows were frowning, her face was also wrinkled, her pink mouth was slightly open, like a white tender bun.
Emperor Yong Kun suddenly laughed, gestured to de silence, and put the booklet in her hand on the table.
Holding her up.
There is a place for him to rest behind the temple.
Wherever the emperors used it, even if it was only occasionally resting, it was exquisitely furnished.
Emperor Yong Kun gently held her to the bed by the steps, bent over and lowered it, and the little girl moved. He bowed and patted her on the back, coaxed twice, and turned to glance at her shoes. She put it on the bed without taking off her shoes, pulled the quilt to cover her, and leaned over her forehead to drop a kiss.
She got up and saw that she was sleeping well before turning away.
When he arrived at the door, he ordered his servant, "Go to the door of the palace to pass Ruyi Linglong here and wait for her to wake up."
"Your Majesty."

Self-deceiving
The deeper the concealment.
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