biography

A night in the West Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, quite a bit of the charm of reading at night with red sleeves.Every time Yinzhen changed a memorial, he would carefully look at the person in front of him by candlelight, for fear that this situation and scene would turn into a dream, which would turn into nothingness in an instant.Yinhu, on the other hand, has been sitting obediently opposite, except for occasionally raising his hand to grind ink, and occasionally holding a pot to refill tea, but his eyebrows and eyes are always lowered, and he no longer has the same charm as when the emperor first met.

The emperor's heart has always been strong and cool.After a while, Yinzhen became more and more boring, and finally lost his enthusiasm, and only devoted himself to political affairs.Yinhu looked at the emperor's every move from the corner of his eye, and now he was really relieved. There was nothing more comforting than losing the emperor's heart, but the tight strings were loosened a little, and he felt the pain all over his body. Sleepiness is hard to resist.

The emperor's teacup was bottomed out, but no one refilled it for a long time. Only then did Yinzhen look up, but was stunned again.I saw that Yinhu was resting his elbows on the table at the moment, his forehead was propped up with his fists, and he seemed to be sitting upright, but Hun didn't know when Duke Zhou would go.

Yinzhen watched quietly, his eyes moved from Yinhu's slightly closed eyes to his lightly opened lips, and then slid from the forehead that was pushed out of the red mark to the exposed forearm.The emperor still clearly remembered that the eighth younger brother came out of the palace to build a mansion quite late in the past. At that time, Yinhu loved to come to his mansion, talking about practicing calligraphy and books, but in fact he was eating and drinking. Seeing what he wrote seriously, otherwise why would the handwriting not improve.But this kind of laziness and sleepiness is common, just like the figure of this person in front of him at this moment overlaps, and the past reappears, vividly in his mind.

Yinzhen got up slowly, bypassed several cases, and stood in front of Yinhu lightly, leaning over slightly.The undefended sleeping face in front of her was like a child, pure and silent.It was as if the quiet years in his memory had come again unexpectedly, and the emperor's heart warmed up. He could only feel the long breath flowing from the tip of the man's nose, touching the emperor's cheek and hitting the emperor's heart.

It can be seen how difficult it is for people to disguise their true nature. Even though Yinhu could cover up completely when he was awake, the emperor saw his laxity at this moment.Yinzhen leaned over and gazed for a long while, until the candle flickered and flickered, and no one was cutting it, Su Peisheng poked his head in from outside.

Su Peisheng saw that the emperor was standing, but promised to be sound asleep. He was about to wake up the little master who didn't know the rules, but was stopped by the emperor's piercing eyes.Su Peisheng thought: It's over, the emperor is angry.

The naughty old eunuch hadn't misunderstood, and the emperor was angry.But it's not because of the sleeping man, but because of him, a slave who broke in at an untimely time.Yinzhen slapped Su Peisheng angrily several times, then glanced at Yinhu who was still asleep, feeling a little funny.It just so happened that Yinhu moved his elbows uncomfortably at this time, and his brows also frowned and wrinkled. Then he realized that his posture was not very comfortable, so the emperor directly hugged Yinhu under Su Peisheng's almost dumbfounded gaze, Go back to the back bedroom.

The emperor was tossing around in the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the middle of the night, and the servants who served on weekdays were not allowed to approach him. Su Peisheng had figured out something about this meeting, and understood that the emperor didn't want to be disturbed.So the eunuch who was on duty at night and the aunt who was in charge of the bedroom were just waiting outside the door.

When the night was over, the ever-diligent Emperor Yongzheng still had an hour to rest. Yinzhen could only put his arms full of warm jade on the bed resentfully, lay down with his clothes on, and fell asleep on the same pillow.

When Yinhu's withered, sick body finally woke up, it was already sun on the railing, let alone the shadow of the emperor, and even the time to greet the queen was already late.

But the servants inside and out are all ready, Fang Ruo got special approval from the emperor to come in and serve, and there are Liu Mama who is in charge of the bedroom and Wang Taiping, the eunuch of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, waiting outside.

Yinhu opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw that he was lying on the dragon bed, he was startled, and saw that his clothes were neat and tidy, and it didn't look like he was being killed, so he calmed down a little bit, and thought about his illness. The dismal body was really a mistake, why did he fall asleep unknowingly, without even knowing that someone had moved her here.

Not to mention Yinhu was startled, even Fang Ruo was in the ice pool and in the clouds this night.Ever since she knew that the emperor went to Xinuang Pavilion alone to read the memorial after Lian promised to be sent in, she was more than half discouraged, but she didn't see the eunuch carry him out, so she waited outside the corridor for most of the night in trepidation until At dawn, Su Peisheng came out and ordered her to wait in the bedroom, and only then did she realize that her little master had lost face.But just before entering the door, Eunuch Su said, "Auntie saw something today, just pretend she didn't see it."

Fang Ruo didn't know why, so he quickly answered yes, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw that the young master who was still asleep was dressed in men's clothes.Fang Ruo naturally had countless questions in her heart, but she dared not speak out, she could only wait for the young master to wake up, and wait for her to get up and change her clothes.When they saw Nanny Liu come in to tidy up the dragon couch, the two old men who were well versed in the affairs of the harem glanced at each other and said nothing else.

But at this moment when Yinhu returned to Chuxiu Palace from Yangxin Palace, Jingren Palace had a weird atmosphere.

After bowing three times and kneeling nine times to the empress, the nobleman of Fucha slowly got up.It's not waiting for the queen to say "give a seat".Concubine Hua then said, "Your Majesty Fucha is sensible, why didn't Lian promise to come?"

When everyone saw the queen, it didn't mean that they were just holding the teacup in a leisurely manner. Naturally, someone who couldn't sit still spoke out. This was the third elder brother's biological mother, Concubine Qi Li Shi. Her tone of voice was rather yin and yang, "Concubine Hua came a little late. The prince and father of the Hall of Mental Cultivation have already come, saying that the emperor is sympathetic to Lian and promised to be weak, so there is no need to rush over to pay his respects."

Concubine Hua snorted when she heard the words, covered the corners of her mouth with a veil, rolled her eyes at Mrs. Fucha's already stiff body, and then turned to the Queen and said, "The Queen is kind, these newcomers are becoming more and more disrespectful."

The queen held herself back with a smile, and said consolingly, "Concubine Hua is serious. The emperor is usually very sympathetic to my sister. He always comes late to pay her respects. My palace never cares about these things."

Concubine Hua knew that the Empress would stab her with words, so she was naturally not annoyed, she turned to look at Guiren Wan and Guiren Shen, and then continued, "I heard that Lian Xu is very weak, and he doesn't even have the strength to serve the Emperor. , Didn’t this just come out again.” After speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled, and glanced at Ann who was sitting at the end out of the corner of his eye, and agreed.No one in the harem knew that An Lingrong was the one who was promised to be sent back wholeheartedly, and he always loved being next to the two favored nobles.

After hearing this, Zhen Huan was about to say something but was pressed down by Shen Meizhuang.The queen looked at the movement here from the corner of her eye, and then continued, "Yes, it seems that the illness is not serious. Jianqiu, I will go to the imperial hospital to ask an imperial doctor for Lian to take a look at it, and tell her to give birth and take care of her. It’s not too late to wait for the matter of asking for peace.”

Seeing Mrs. Fucha standing in the middle, the queen was also embarrassed for a while, so she gave her a seat, said a few more words with all the concubines, and then left.

So the story of the one night in Xinuang Pavilion spread among the palace walls.Most of them said that Lian promised to be weak and sick. Although the emperor was quite affectionate, he couldn't stand the disease and Xi Shifu was poor. This became the second promise to be sent back intact in the Yongzheng Dynasty.But the situation is naturally better than what Naan promised. The empress personally sent the imperial physician to see him. The Fucha family also moved to Chengqian Palace to avoid illness...

It was night, the emperor had eaten his meal, and was listening to Su Peisheng's report. Sure enough, there were quite a few people from various palaces today, not to mention people from the empress and concubine Hua. Unexpectedly, even the empress dowager's Shoukang Palace came. .

"Did you say everything as I ordered?" Yinzhen picked up a memorial and did not open it, but waited for the servant to answer.

"Back to the emperor, Mother Liu gave all the slaves in the palaces according to the emperor's instructions, and only said that Lian promised to be weak and unable to serve the king." Su Peisheng thought that the family was pure, and the emperor did not favor the concubine and did not let her go all night. Not sure how many people want to find out why.

Yinzhen couldn't help snorting coldly, he said in his heart that before I came, the Hall of Mental Cultivation was too loose, and the women in the harem dared to come to me to inquire about the news openly, it seems that it is really impossible not to rectify it.

Just as the emperor was thinking, the father-in-law of the respect room came in with a silver plate full of meal cards.

The emperor's eyes lit up, and he directly beckoned someone to come over, raising his hand to turn over, but there was no sign of Lian's promise.

When the emperor hesitated, the father-in-law in the respect room was not an idiot, and immediately told him, "Your Majesty, today Xue Yuan of the Supreme Hospital gave Lian Ying a pulse, saying that the young master has contracted a cold evil and should stay in bed for recuperation. After hearing this, the empress withdrew the green card that Lian promised."

Yinzhen only said one sentence in his heart: many things.But after thinking about it, Guarjia seemed to be deficient. After sitting with me for a short while yesterday, he fell asleep and passed out. The waist that is not enough to grasp, and the weight as light as thin paper are so beautiful. It really should be taken care of.

So the emperor was no longer interested, and just waved his hand to let people go down.The father-in-law in the respect room was a little hesitant, but he was still about to leave, but when he reached the door, he heard the emperor stop him.

Last night, Yinzhen was a little unfulfilled, and today he was a little sleepy even discussing matters with the courtiers, let alone reading the scriptures, so he was inevitably distracted.The emperor thought to himself: Since the gods let me come to this much easier Yongzheng Dynasty, why not enjoy the happiness.What's more, the current emperor in the first year of Yongzheng is still in his prime and healthy, with both heart and strength, so naturally he will not wrong himself.So, the emperor waved his hand and turned over the signboard of the nobleman of Fucha.

The nobleman of Fucha was really exposed to rain and dew that night, which seemed to be the result of all hardships, but the emperor felt that it was not the case, so he ordered people to carry him to the ear room to rest after a small show, and he felt a sense of cleanliness at dawn.

In the next few days, the emperor continued to study diligently at night, but when he called for a concubine, he turned up the sign of Mrs. Wan.Since the one who looks the most like him can't serve her now, then this Zhen family who is somewhat similar can be regarded as a little understanding of the king's one or two lovesickness.But in the eyes of everyone in the harem, it would become the untiring favor of the nobleman.

Chuxiu Palace is deserted now, only one of them agreed to live there.Haifutuan was quite depressed. The joy that Lian promised to be the first to turn over the card finally faded after seven or eight days. Seeing that the young master has been ill for a long time and has no favor, the future is very gloomy.

But when the new year is approaching, all the six palaces have put on new make-ups, but there are only a few people in this huge Chuxiu Palace, and the eunuchs and maids don't know where to hide to warm up.

"My little master's illness, I have been drinking medicine for almost ten days, why is it still not cured?" Bi Yun looked anxiously at the bowl of medicine that had been boiled with great difficulty.

Fang Ruo was also at a loss. Although the queen withdrew the green card that Lian promised, the prince of the Hall of Mental Cultivation came to visit overnight, saying that the emperor ordered Fang Ruo to step down from the position of teaching aunt and become the maid in charge of Chuxiu Palace. Fang Ruo knew The emperor was afraid that Lian promised that none of his subordinates would be neglected by the slaves. It can be seen that the emperor had a fancy to the young master. As long as the young master is healthy, there is naturally a lot to do.

Yinhu was thinking about something else, since the day the empress sent the imperial physician, he paid special attention to it, he was coughing and wheezing in front of the imperial physician, and he couldn't sit still, so he came to such a serious conclusion.He naturally knew that even if he was not ill, the empress would be happy that he would not be sick for a long time, so he took this smooth sailing boat as he wished, as long as he was ill for a year or so, the emperor would definitely forget him.

But on the second day, Yinhu saw something wrong with the prescription sent by Imperial Physician Xue. Although the prescription was for the symptomatic tonic, it was missing two points in everything.It is not bad to eat, and it is definitely not good quickly.Yinhu sneered in his heart, the methods of the harem have remained unchanged for thousands of years, even the queen's wrists are so inferior, but he doesn't know that the hearts of these women are just in line with the Lord's wishes.So Yinhu happily ordered Biyun Biyue to decoct the medicine on time every day. In the eyes of others, it turned out to be an ambition to take care of his body and win the holy family.

"My lord, could it be this medicine..." Fang Ruo also noticed something unusual after a few days, and reminded him while there were no outsiders around.

Yinhu smiled at her, thinking that this aunt will be of great use in the future, but she can't use you today, so she quickly put on a flustered look, and reprimanded, "The empress personally sent the imperial physician to ask for pulse, and ordered her every now and then. Ask, how can we have such presumptuous thoughts."

Fang Ruo didn't dare to mention it after hearing the words. After all, she had passed the purpose of the prescription, and she could see that the medicine was right. How could she have Yinhu's sharp eyes to solve the twists and turns.What's more, everyone in the palace knew that the imperial physician was sent by the empress, and the green head card was also withdrawn by the empress. In addition, the empress had served a virtuous and gentle fan for many years, so she would never persecute a small promise with such a big fanfare.

In this way, New Year's Eve came as scheduled.Even though he was far away in the corner of Chuxiu Palace, Yinhu seemed to be able to hear the singing and music of the family banquet in Qianqing Palace.The more noisy and festive it was, the more deeply Yinhu felt the bleak and quiet loneliness in the Forbidden City, which was precisely the loneliness that accompanied the mother and concubine all her life.

Standing at the window, Yinhu saw Hai Futuan leading a few young eunuchs to probe outside the palace frequently, so he called Eunuch Hai over, rewarded him with a bag of broken silver, and let them go out to gamble and fight teeth.On the contrary, Liu Yungui stayed outside the corridor quite unexpectedly, and was somewhat loyal.

Biyun was noisy, but Biyue was much quieter, only listening to them and Fang Ruo talking about the family, talking about the family's New Year's weather in the past, and talking about the few royal relatives who entered the palace today for some reason.When it came to Dunjun Wang and his wife, Yinhu's eyes sank.

Ice crystals suddenly floated outside the window, what a good omen for auspicious snow year, Yinhu leaned over by the window and thought: If it was in the past, the brothers would definitely have a drink and chat after the family banquet, and watch the dawn.But today, tonight and night, things are different, and the only younger brother who is still close in front of him is blocked by this high palace wall, making it difficult to see each other again.

"I want to go out for a walk." Yinhu felt that he couldn't stay in the house any longer, as if the hot charcoal stove could bake his tears at any time, he just wanted to run outside to the cold wind In the snow, cold and cold, quiet and quiet.

Biyun wanted to stop her, but Fang Ruo stopped her. Fang Ruo could naturally see Yinhu's unconcealable sadness. She had been in the harem for many years, and sentimentality was everywhere in the harem women, but at this moment Fang Ruo She felt that Yinhu's body was another kind of depression that she had never seen before, the depression was too forbearing. "If the little master wants to go out, he should hug the hottest hand stove and put on the cloak that Biyue sewed the day before."

Yinhu nodded, smiled gratefully, and let Biyue dress herself up, holding a warm stove in her hand, and Fang Ruo held a folding umbrella behind, and went to the imperial garden one master and one servant.