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

Kangxi Shangzi felt very grateful in his heart, but he didn't know that the son who was obediently nestling in his arms and acting coquettishly wanted more than this effect in his heart.

Crying children get milk, this is an eternal law.But only a very few people can recognize it clearly. The point of this sentence is never just on the word "cry", but to be able to cry-know when to cry and how to cry, so that you can go smoothly. Beg for this mouthful of milk smoothly.

Being sensible now is undoubtedly paving the way for future ignorance.Kangxi is undoubtedly a father who expects his son to become a dragon—although their brothers can barely be regarded as sons and grandsons of the dragon, but in front of this high-standard and strict emperor Ama, if he wants to live his dream comfortably In the comfortable days of life, it is inevitable that there will be all kinds of conceivable and even unexpected conflicts, and a sensible and caring son is obviously the easiest to get the understanding and tolerance of his parents.

Kangxi held this son in his arms, and his heart had already melted into a piece of iron and tenderness.Just about to coax a word or two, suddenly after thinking about it, he slapped Yinqi on the back of the head: "Stinky boy, what do you mean you want to have two more illnesses--I still feel that your ancestors and your mother-in-law are in trouble." Are there not enough tears?"

"No, that's right, it just came out bald..." Yin Qi shrank his neck, covered his head and slid down the edge of the Kang, and ran to the back of the bookshelf, showing his small head and shouting loudly: "The emperor Ma, if you beat your son on the head again, you will be really stupid!"

"Small child, pretending to be full of twists and turns, it's good to be silly." Kangxi, who beat his son, was in a good mood, and snorted coldly at Yinqi, picked up his rice bowl and continued to pick up the rice ——It’s not that he’s not really hungry, he didn’t eat much at noon, and he repelled two dinners in a row, he was already so hungry that he could eat anything.

"Huang Ama said this - my son has awakened from this big dream, and he is naturally smart when he is enlightened, and he is smart and smart. There is a mistake..." Yinqi muttered something in a low voice, and slumped back , Picking up the bowl and chewing hard not to be outdone.Kangxi tapped him twice with his chopsticks angrily and amusedly, and finally resisted the urge to tap him again: "I see that dream of yours was not just about copying Buddhist scriptures and learning characters. Simple. The little boy pretends to be a serious adult all day long, and he talks to me every now and then—as if he has lived his whole life in this dream."

He said this as a casual joke, but he saw that Yinqi's face suddenly paled for a moment, and there was a look of extreme fear in his eyes. Even the original smile had become weak, and it took a long time to bury it Lowering his head, he said in a very soft voice: "If... my son really dreamed of something else, would Huang Ama treat him as a monster, and then... don't want a son anymore?"

Yinqi had already passed two rounds before the gate of hell, but Kangxi had never seen him so disturbed.Looking at the pale and trembling son in front of him, Kangxi felt a sharp pain in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to take that small body into his arms, but he dodged to avoid it.

The outstretched arm was caught off guard, and Kangxi's movements froze in the middle, and a strong unwillingness suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is the child he has just made up his mind to pamper him well - the majestic real dragon emperor, the king of a country, it's nothing more than putting this child in danger once or twice, can't he be unable to protect him every time?

Kangxi added some strength to his hands, forcing the child into his arms.His small body was hugged tightly by him, but it was still trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly, some warmth dripped from Kangxi's hands, and his heart trembled suddenly. He lifted Yinqi's deeply buried head, only to find the big It was the little face with a beautiful smile, which was already covered with embarrassing tears.

"Xiao Wu'er... don't be afraid."

Kangxi held him in his arms and patted him lightly, he was not in a hurry to ask what was wrong with him, but he breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief in a hidden corner of his heart that he hadn't even noticed.

He has always been very accurate at seeing people, so he can naturally see that since the kid fell into the water that time, when he followed him to laugh and act like a baby, although it was obviously from the heart, he always seemed to have something deeply hidden in his mind, and his eyes were also like It was faintly covered by a layer of clouds.

He originally thought that Yinqi was resentful towards him because of this series of things, and even wondered if the Empress Dowager taught him something, although he felt guilty, he also faintly felt a bit of indescribable anger— —Later, he even refused to show his face.It wasn't until today that the misunderstanding was cleared up, and he finally realized that the child didn't blame him at all. Although he felt relieved a lot, he couldn't help but feel more and more strange—what can such a small child hide? worry?

It wasn't until the intentional or unintentional probing sentence just now, and seeing such a strong reaction from Yin Qi, that he finally really settled down in his heart.But it's just a dream, how big can it be to pierce the sky?That is to say, for such an older child, who was born with a sensitive and delicate heart, and who has been thinking too much, he will regard this dream as a big deal.

"You are my son. I promise you that no matter what you do or what happens to you, I will always be your Huang Ama, and I will never want you."

Kangxi took out the handkerchief, patiently wiped away the tears and snot on that small face, gently rubbed the top of Yinqi's head, looked deeply at the pair of clear eyes soaked in tears, and spoke word by word .

Maybe it's still hard for the child to understand——what exactly does this sentence mean.Kangxi shook his head, smiled helplessly, and had already made up his mind that when Yinqi asked him if it was true, he told him that it was the words of the emperor, and it was a lifelong talisman. No matter how many disasters he caused and how many mistakes he made, he would always think about this father-son relationship.

But Yinqi didn't even speak a word, just stared at him blankly, his clear pupils were full of natural trust and dependence.The original panic and fear dissipated slowly, the beautiful lip line was slightly raised, and the tightly frowning brows finally relaxed, revealing a soft and shallow smile.

He didn't even ask any more questions, and just believed Kangxi's words unconditionally.

Kangxi rubbed his forehead, smiled wryly, and hugged his son who was always pleasantly surprised and extremely warm, and suddenly heaved a long sigh: "You child... how can I love you?"

At this moment, Kangxi suddenly and subtly resonated with Xiaozhuang's mind—anything can have thousands of reactions, but this child's reaction is always the most heartwarming and ironic One is that people don't know how to love him in order to be worthy of this innocent but extremely heavy trust and closeness.

"Huang Ama loves her son very much now." Yin Qi leaned in his arms, muttering vaguely with a nasal sound.Kangxi couldn't help laughing out loud, rubbed his head twice, coughed lightly and said: "Don't interrupt, just tell Huang Ama obediently—what did you dream about, so that I can wake my little girl up?" Wu'er scared like this?"

Yinqi didn't respond immediately when he heard the words, instead he was silent for a while.Kangxi was not in a hurry, he patiently waited for his breathing to calm down, raised his head again and said softly: "Just like what Huang Ama said - what my son dreamed was for this whole life..."

Immediately afterwards, as if he didn't intend to give Kangxi any chance to react, he suddenly grabbed Kangxi's skirt tightly, lowered his head and continued in a daze: "At that time, my son was dizzy from copying scriptures. , I had a dream... The dream was frighteningly long. In the dream, my son seemed to have passed a lifetime, and so many things had happened in a lifetime. The person with the golden light..."

There seemed to be some ignorant awe in his eyes, and he paused for a moment before continuing: "The man said to his son, it may not be a blessing to see the whole picture of this life at the beginning of your life, it's better to forget to relax. , he tapped lightly on the center of his son's eyebrows, and a golden light rushed towards him—at this moment, the son felt a strong force coming from behind him, and he was pulled into a dark hole, and when he opened his eyes again , I saw my mother..."

Kangxi's originally dignified expression slowly relaxed, and the light in his eyes was complicated and uncertain, as if he was regretful, but he was faintly relieved. He touched Yinqi's head and smiled lightly: "Forget it, forget it, that person didn't mean it." Wrong. You are just a child, if you know your way now, how boring and desolate this life will be..."

Now he has completely believed in Yinqi's rhetoric of "Buddha's entrusting a dream".With Kangxi's emperor's disposition, he even had to admit that when he heard Yinqi talk about dreaming about this life, there was a flash of ecstasy in his heart, and this sudden ecstasy almost made him lose his composure.

He already had great ambitions, and he was determined to make great achievements and lay the foundation for the Qing Dynasty.Along the way, he has indeed gradually achieved it, but only he himself knows in his heart how many regrets and regrets he has left on this road—if he can really predict the future and know the things that have not yet happened, he will You can make preparations early and change the course in advance, so how many omissions and regrets should you avoid?

But that was just a momentary conjecture.When he heard that Yinqi had completely forgotten that dream, Kangxi only regretted it for a moment, and then he was completely relieved.His path was supposed to be his own, fighting from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, from the intrigue, all the way to the peak that he dreamed of.With any external force, it is only a trail after all, and it is a good thing if there is one. If not, he still wants to go on.

But what Kangxi never expected was that the child in his arms still frowned tightly, and his face was still pale. He raised his head to look at Kangxi, his eyes seemed to be filled with unease and fear, and his voice was already a little Trembling: "But...but the night before I went to celebrate my mother's birthday, my son, my son had a dream, dreaming that I fell into that lotus pond..."