After Kangxi Bai Yueguang dressed as the best villain's little aunt

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and the weather gradually entered winter.

It was snowing in the Forbidden City, and the fourth elder brother had grown up a lot. Recently, he has been busy with his studies, and there is less time to come to pay Sang Qingman's greetings.

She met the prince today and found that the prince was doing well in his studies, so she asked Xiaosi Baozi and learned that the heroine Gai Xixi had been visiting him frequently recently.

On the day of the winter solstice, Sang Qingman was free, so he personally brought freshly made hot buns and dumplings to the elder brother's place to see the fourth elder brother.

When Sang Qingman arrived, it was almost dusk, and the night outside was gradually approaching, and the palace lanterns on both sides of the palace road had already been lit everywhere in my brother's place.

Inside Elder Brother's Office, the orange lanterns outside have already been lit.

She searched for Twilight, and went to the main courtyard where the four little buns lived where her elder brother lived, but she didn't see anyone. It was the last time the little bun took him to the study with the eunuch.

As soon as she approached the door of the study, she heard voices in the study.

Looking in from the door, you can only see the man in the bright yellow hem, holding the four little buns and sitting on his shoulders for a while before putting them down amidst the four little buns hahaha.

After putting it down, the four little buns asked, "Ama, what is etiquette and what is benevolence?"

Sang Qingman couldn't see the man's expression, so naturally he couldn't judge the other party's mood.

But compared to the prince, Kangxi is really more tolerant of the four little buns.

She listened to the man, with a low and gentle voice, and slowly explained to the four little buns Confucius' "Rites, Righteousness, Benevolence and Virtue", as well as the famous "Rites and Great Harmony".

What Kangxi told the four little buns included not only Confucius' Confucianism, but also the main ideas of Taoism, Mohism and even Legalism.

Although she did not put as much effort into acting skills as an actor in reading history books, she also knew that various schools of thought could reach this level of great success.

It can only be said that he deserves to be the male protagonist with explosive tension, he is really a very capable and hardworking representative.

The premise is that the heroine will not be the same as in the original book in the later stage, because if the heroine kills her and makes her end miserable, she will appreciate it more.

Who made the two of them not match each other.Sang Qingman secretly regrets that no matter how good a man is, it has nothing to do with her.

However, the man's paternal love towards the four little buns made Sang Qingman's heart feel better towards the man.

In her eyes, she thought that it would be more or less favorable for a loving and caring father to treat a child whose mother is not around.

"Concubine Pingmu, you are here." The four little buns immediately pushed away his Huang Ama's embrace, rolling towards Sang Qingman.

Sang Qingman didn't care about the food box in his hand, and hurriedly handed the food box to Hua Dai, and hurriedly bent down to fish the four little buns into his arms.

He lowered his head and smiled, "Zengsheng runs so fast, if he falls down, Zensheng is good."

She could see a corner of the bright yellow boots parked in front of her, looking at the top of their heads without speaking.

The four little buns put their arms around Sang Qingman's neck suddenly, and giggled in a milky voice. He said, "I know that Concubine Pingmu will definitely hug Erchen."

In a word, Sang Qingman's heart melted.

She smiled flamboyantly, "Then promise Concubine Ping, you won't do this next time."

She also knew that her dream of having a child was a bit absurd, but when she first put on the book, the immersive and real childbirth experience on her body made her feel for a while that she really lost a child.

She put this kind of love on the fourth elder brother, and the indulgent smile on her face seemed to be inferior to all flowers, so fresh and wanton.

Kangxi has been thinking about what it would be like if this Fu Rong's face was full of lies, and if one day it was true love.

He thought, just like this, just as boring as her lively sweet talk.

But it's a little more real.It's rare.

At dinner time, Kangxi stayed behind and ate dumplings with her and the four little buns.

Once again refreshed Sang Qingman's understanding of an emperor's attention, and later thought, they are living in a book after all, and the character of the male protagonist is different from the characters in history, which is normal.

"Long live, is it delicious?" Sang Qingman asked with a smile.

Kangxi glanced at her and said nothing. When Sang Qingman thought he couldn't speak, he said, "It's still good."

Sang Qingman resisted the back of the tooth socket, and kept saying, you can't be angry with the male lead, she has destroyed the progress of the female lead's favor, and it hasn't been completed yet.

The four little buns wiped the oil from the corners of their mouths, with a contented expression on their faces, and their glutinous voice was filled with infinite intimacy with Sang Qingman, and he said, "Concubine Pingmu must have been making dumplings for a long time."

"In the future, my son will cook for Concubine Ping. Concubine Ping is tired, and my son will feel distressed."

His voice was soft, and what he said added a bit of warmth to the room.

Kangxi was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at Sang Qingman for a long time, but he didn't speak.

Sang Qingman's eyebrows were crooked, and she smiled proudly, "The concubine mother is naturally getting stronger and stronger."

Kangxi looked at her, then suddenly turned around and held the hands of the four little buns, saying, "Teach painting tonight."

He turned back and said, "You come too."

In the evening, the father and son taught each other painting, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

But it was already eight to nine o'clock in the evening, and Sang Qingman was yawning tiredly, rubbing his eyes several times with his white wrist, and his eyes were full of tears.

The man seemed to have finally realized that she had been left out in the cold, and arranged tasks for the four little buns to complete alone.

He took Sang Qingman and sat down on the side Kang, and called Liang Jiugong to serve tea.Looking at Sang Qingman, he asked, "Can you make tea?"

As a top performer in the entertainment industry, he must.

She smiled, tilted her head and asked, "Want to drink?"

Kangxi was noncommittal, sitting on a seat facing south, Kangxi sat in the main seat, and Sang Qingman sat with his back against the door, making tea.

If drinking tea can calm one's mind, that woman's skill of flowing clouds and flowing water is like art, but it makes people look deeper.

Kangxi watched her for a long time, and when he drank the first cup of tea, he looked at her deeply, and suddenly thought of changing the tea servants of Qianqing Palace.

When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, she really enjoys it unparalleled.

"I heard that your mother is the most favored in the mansion because of her identity as the Han Army Banner." Kangxi suddenly looked at her and asked.

Sang Qingman couldn't figure out what he was thinking, she smiled slyly, she narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, and smiled, "Long Live Lord, what do you want to ask."

"I don't want to ask anything." Kangxi said, "Among a bunch of Fujin aunts who are full of military flags and Fujin side, your mother can be favored for 30 years, which is very impressive."

Sang Qingman added tea to Kangxi, then propped his elbows on the table, held his beautiful jawline, and blinked, "Master Long Live underestimated women, or in other words, is it better to underestimate women with Han army flags than women with full army flags?"

As soon as he said this, the room was full of coercion, and Sang Qingman realized that he wanted to kill himself, why didn't he hold back and said it.

Kangxi's eyes fixed on her suddenly, and the heavy pressure, like dark clouds, was so heavy that Sang Qingman couldn't help but bump his teeth up and down.

Suddenly, a force hit her wrist, and she was dragged into his arms by the man again. This time, the force on her waist seemed to cut her waist off.

The man snorted, and his voice came against the night breeze, "Oh, how do you think your uncle became the second in command of the Ministry of War?"

"Ah, isn't it because of Ama?" Sang Qingman was very surprised.

Kangxi smiled, and suddenly changed the subject, "Who do you think is the official of the court?"

Sang Qingman's cheek hurts, and when he went back at night, he was still angry with the man, so he just said his attitude towards the Manchu and Han military flags below.

It made her think that the man had a problem with her uncle, so she worried all night in vain.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, the New Year's banquet passed, and after a few heavy snowfalls, it was New Year's time.

Sang Qingman happily celebrated the new year, and finally let go of her uncle's affairs.

On the first day of the new year, Sang Qingman was still asleep, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside, and the voice was anxious, "Master, something happened,"