Qing Chuanzhi's actor is reborn in the emperor's family

"Since that's the case, Chengde won't hide it from Madam Su Ma - Lord Long Live has sent someone out to ask three times now, just waiting for your meal."

Nalan's temperament is kind, and he also has a rare elegance in his body. Even the Beijing accent, which is born with slick special effects, seems clean and gentle to him.La Aunt Su Ma smiled faintly, thanked her, and led Yinqi into the South Study Room. Kangxi was casually flipping through the papers on the case, when he heard the movement at the door, he suddenly raised his head, and when he saw La Aunt Su Ma, his gaze was As soon as the light came on, Yin Qi was about to speak, but Yin Qi's small figure also slipped in along the door.

"I just have something on my mind, so I troubled Aunt Su Ma to make this trip in person, so that the Empress Dowager would be bothered." Kangxi got up and greeted him, took the food box and put it aside, then leaned over and hugged Yinqi Get up, pinch his little face lightly, "Old Wu, why did you follow here too?"

Yinqi was keenly aware of the flash of guilt in Kangxi's eyes, sighed inwardly, put his arms around his neck, and said loudly with a smile: "The old ancestor said that Huang Ama didn't want to eat well, so I called you When my son comes to see Huang Ama, he must eat all of these."

"Little ghost, I see you, it's just for my dinner idea, and I have to have a meal before I'm reconciled."

Getting along day and night these days, Kangxi has long been familiar with his son's temperament, smiled and flicked his head, and put him on the warmer kang: "Go to learn archery with Chengde today, how did you learn?" Sample?"

Seeing that he was still in the mood to speak, Yinqi naturally refused to let the rare and warm atmosphere cool down, so he repeated what he said to Xiaozhuang in detail.He still had a low fever, but on the contrary, his face, which was slightly paler than ordinary people, turned red a little bit, and when he talked about rising, his brows were beaming with joy, and Kangxi saw it, and somehow he felt a lot more relaxed. The stagnant air entrenched in his chest gradually dissipated, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Aunt Su Ma has already placed the food on the table. Although she has a special status in the palace, she has always regarded herself as a servant girl. Naturally, she would not eat with this father and son. Now I see the father and son talking again. Very happy, he also resigned at the right time, and returned to Shoukang Palace to do business.

"Fortunately, I was still worried that you and your brothers would not get along well. I should have thought that you, a kid, could get along with anyone."

Hearing that Yinqi said that he was very happy with his brothers, Kangxi's eyes flashed with satisfaction, he shook his head and smiled, but said casually: "But I talked to your fourth brother gone?"

Yinqi's heart moved slightly, knowing that the main event was finally coming, but he still just smiled and nodded without realizing it: "I said it, fourth brother asked me if I was in good health."

Kangxi nodded, took a chopstick of food for him, and said: "Although your fourth brother has been raised in the imperial concubine's palace, he has a good heart. Don't feel jealous of him, you have to get along well. You know ?"

Yinqi hurriedly picked up the rice bowl with both hands and thanked him for the food, but he couldn't help laughing at Kangxi's clumsy way of speaking—presumably, the majestic king of a country, if he wants to know something, it's not just a matter of lip service. Do you need to probe around like this?It seems that no matter what, he still has some weight in the heart of this cheap Ama.

"Huang Ama's words are wrong. Although my son only understands Chinese literature so-so, he also understands that "although" and "but" are used when the meaning is turned. The fourth brother is raised in the palace of the imperial concubine, and there is the imperial concubine. If you teach it yourself, you will only be more sensible than the other brothers, how come——my son is really confused."

Yin Qi's original intention was to continue pretending to be tender, and just let this matter be interrupted.But suddenly his mind changed, thinking that he still had to find an opportunity to mention the dream to Kangxi, and he pretended too much for fear that he might not be able to pull it back, so he simply put aside the shallow layer of confusion in his eyes, Putting down his rice bowl, he said with a straight face: "My son dares to guess... Huang Ama didn't blame the son's drowning on the mother's head, did she?"

Kangxi frowned slightly, only felt that his son's temperament seemed to have changed slightly, but he didn't think about it, he just asked meaningfully: "Why, does this matter have nothing to do with the imperial concubine?"

"Naturally, this matter is my son's fault. Huang Ama taught his sons to correct their mistakes and examine themselves three times a day. The son knew very well that he was not punished because he fell into the water and became seriously ill. It took a while to escape, but you can't just rely on the empress's head like this."

Yinqi's expression carried a bit of seriousness unique to children, and his small body was straight. If someone else saw it, they would only think that this young adult who pretended to be mature was really cute, but Kangxi didn't even see it in his original eyes. The three-pointed smile faded away, leaving only a serious look, looking at Yinqi and said in a deep voice: "Tell Huang Ama the truth, did the Empress Dowager teach you this?"

Even though he asked, he himself felt that it was impossible.After all, he knows Xiaozhuang's attitude better than anyone else. Today, he is full of guilt and uneasiness. At most three points are directed at Yinqi, and the remaining seven points are directed at Xiaozhuang—even at Yinqi. In the three points of guilt, there is also the reason why this child saved Xiao Zhuang's life.

He was brought up by Xiaozhuang himself, and he is very familiar with this grandmother's temperament, so he naturally knows that the old man really puts this child in his heart.Not leading Yinqi to question him is already out of consideration for his face, so naturally he would not teach the child these almost compromised words to comfort him.

But——can this son of mine really be so sensible?

"The old ancestor didn't mention it to his son. It was his own thought." Yin Qi still had a childish and serious look on his face, and shook his head slightly: "That day, my son did go early. He should have coveted the warmth, so he rushed into the garden rashly. There are not many people in this palace who recognize his son, let alone people from the empress's side? Mistaking his son for a random intrusion into the palace The villain in the house suddenly started making a fuss, it was the son who stepped on the ground and fell into the lotus pond by himself, no one can rely on him, why did you blame it on the empress?"

He only insisted that he entered the garden by mistake, but he didn't mention the things Liang Jiugong explained the day before -- those words were obviously nodded by Kangxi himself, and Liang Jiugong dared to let him go.To be honest, he really didn't think there was anything wrong with it in his heart. The emperor wanted to test a concubine, so he intentionally made a mistake on her thorn in the side, and pushed it in front of her to see her reaction. This is really normal But the logic, not to mention Kangxi, the emperor of the ages who was completely insulated from the word indecision, really doesn't know why he has been entangled in such an idea until now.

Thinking of this in his heart, his eyes were naturally clear and clear, and he even showed a little bewilderment of "I don't understand what you are struggling with all the time", but Kangxi couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to look at it. He gave him a slap on the back of the head, and there was a hint of embarrassment and anger: "Brat, you know everything!"

"Huang Ama, you hit me again!" Yin Qi was never the master who obediently told him to hit me, so he jumped off the kang with his head covered and screamed at Tian Qu, and said loudly as if he was holding his breath: "It was—— son If you walk right and go straight, you will not wrongly wrong those innocent people!"

"Okay, you're sensible, you're sensible, you're walking right and straight." Kangxi was amused by his anger, and tapped his forehead again with his hands, "Is it because I'm a villain in vain?"

"Huang Ama loves her son, son must be very clear..." Yinqi could barely cover his hands one after the other, but finally managed to be honest, and muttered to Kangxi's side, holding Xiao The little head was buried in his arms without hesitation, "Huang Ama is so kind to my son, and my son is as happy as a dream these days... Sometimes I really wish I could have two more illnesses. It's too late to be happy, how can there be time?" Blame this or that?"

The voice coming from the chest was slightly changed by the muffle, and it seemed to be a little hoarse and choked.Kangxi couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously raised his hand to pull the thin and weak body in front of him into his arms, patted it lightly, his head was blocked by something extremely warm and heartwarming, he was a little out of breath, but I feel extremely ironed.

The kid must have known something, but he didn't take it seriously, and he didn't even want to take it seriously at all.He is just longing for the most ordinary care and pampering that he gave him, the most ordinary, the warmth that almost every father can give his son.Even if he was wronged because of himself, he didn't feel any resentment at all. All he could think of doing was to comfort himself in the best way he could think of, just to make himself feel better. Turn over this article, and no longer feel depressed because of it...

Kangxi's eyes were a little sore, he hugged the son in his arms tighter, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

He is not only the father, but also the king.Everyone is asking him for things, asking for money, asking for power, asking for status.Even his little sons have learned to fight with each other early on, and learned to make those ridiculously childish little thoughts in front of him. He has almost forgotten-what is it to be a real father? what a feeling.

He suddenly didn't want to ask Yinqi how much he knew, and how he viewed this series of things—or in other words, he couldn't bear to ask any more.This child's thoughtfulness and sensibility are like those brought from a mother's womb. They are ironic and warm, but they leave no trace like spring wind and rain.This is definitely not an appearance that can be pretended deliberately. He has been a king for many years, and he has seen too many kinds of people, so he can clearly distinguish them.

Since this child only wants to ask him for the most ordinary paternal love, why can't he give it?