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In the Forbidden City, overnight, it was white.As if the heavens felt the mourning of the emperor in the world, a heavy snowfall made the magnificent imperial city wear layers of filial piety.

The Empress Dowager is still in the Compassion Palace.Kangxi suppressed his grief for the funeral.He was also physically exhausted at this time, but he held on, and a series of decrees were issued: princes, ministers, concubines, and princes are required to cry for 27 days, and they must be worn by the emperor for 27 months; Silk.Even though the empress dowager left her will and did not want the emperor to cut off the braids, Kangxi still insisted on cutting them off.However, the grief in his heart was not lessened by the severed braid.Then Kangxi held the body of the old man in Zigong (coffin), and lost his voice in pain.

Yinhu knelt in the middle of the princes far away, looking at the emperor's father who was so distraught, his heart felt like a stabbing knife.Yinhu was also crying, he knew that he should be like the prince and elder brother, like those noble relatives who rushed to persuade the emperor not to mourn too much, but he couldn't do it.He was indulging in his own grief, thinking that everything in front of him hadn't happened, that this was a nightmare, and as long as he woke up, he could still see the loving smile of his ancestor.Yinhu bit her lips tightly, clenched her fists tightly, and suppressed her so tightly that she did not lose her voice.He tried his best to restrain himself, not to be more mournful than the emperor's father, and said to himself desperately: I have already died once, maybe my ancestor was reborn somewhere at this time, why should I be so sad?

But I can't help myself.Yinhu could no longer even see the emperor's father in the distance clearly, nor could he see the crying man in front of him clearly, there was only a hazy white in front of his eyes.Yinhu was annoyed by the cries of spirits around her. How many of them were truly hurt and shed tears?He just felt that he was getting farther and farther away from everything around him, and the kind smile of the old ancestor appeared in his heart.

He remembered the day when he first arrived at the Compassionate Ning Palace, the ancestor hugged him and asked him all kinds of trivial matters in life.

He remembered the day when he met the prince for the first time in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, the ancestor told the prince that Yinhu had a predestined relationship with her, and made the prince get closer.

I remembered that when I was practicing calligraphy every day, my ancestors were talking about the past events of Tiancong and Shunzhi years, and talking about the indulgence and heartiness of riding horses on the grassland in the past.

Thinking of the morning of the first day of school, the ancestors sternly explained.

Finally, Yinhu remembered the solemn entrustment made by his ancestors on that day.Yinhu slowly closed his eyes, and said silently in his heart: I love Xinjueluo. Yinhu made an oath in front of Wuku's mother's spirit today, no matter how Ama and second brother treat me in the future, Yinhu will definitely fulfill Wuku's mother's order, No matter what Xiao Jiu and Xiao Shi have in mind, Yinhu will definitely protect them both.Even if one of the two is violated, Yinhu is willing to suffer a hundred times the pain of the previous life.

"Brother, mynah..." A childish voice called him softly, holding his palm with a soft little hand, and the voice was crying, "Mynah, my mother said, when the ancestor collapsed, he would not I will come back again. Is this true? What will my starling do in the future?" This is Xiao Shiyin and me.

"Shut up," Yinzhen said in a low voice, "Didn't you see mynah is sad? You still use such words to hurt him, mynah really loves you for nothing!" Yinzhen was talking, and stared at Yinrong fiercely. I glanced at it, and then pulled Yinhu's other hand and said: "Myna, don't listen to the old ten's nonsense!"

Yinrong, on the other hand, was a little frightened. I felt aggrieved, my mouth was flattened, and tears fell down like pearls, and I muttered: "Ninth Brother... bullying... Myna... I'm sorry..."

Yinhu looked at the two younger brothers who were kneeling beside him, and wanted to force a smile to comfort Xiao Shi, but the corners of his mouth hadn't lifted yet, but more tears welled up, and he couldn't make up a smile no matter what.Yinhu wiped away his tears, patted their hands lightly, and said to his two younger brothers, "I...it's fine." Her voice was still choked up, and it really didn't have any convincing power.Looking at the concerned eyes of the two younger brothers, Yinhu only felt apologetic.Looking at the room full of people who were crying so much, Yinhu just felt that he couldn't stay for a moment.Notifying me, Yinhu Yinhuo me, Yinhu rubbed his numb knees, bowed his body, and retreated outside the hall.He wanted to breathe.

The snow is still falling underground.The Suras of the Compassionate Ning Palace got an order not to sweep the snow, so the heavy snow covered the courtyard of the Compassionate Ning Palace layer by layer.Yinhu wanted to find a quiet place, so he asked Zhang Qinian, a young eunuch from the Palace of Compassion and Ning to follow, and walked towards the Great Buddha Hall behind the Palace of Compassion and Ning.That was the place where the ancestors often went to offer incense. Yinhu just wanted to find a place to talk to the ancestors.

He was only wearing a cloth jacket, which was not warm. He didn't bring a stove, so he was shivering.Along the way, some new footprints could be seen, and Yinhu wondered, who is coming to the Great Buddha Hall at this time?Walking along the footprints, I saw the prince standing in front of the Great Buddha Hall, followed by Eunuch Cui, the chief supervisor of Yuqing Palace.Yinhu went to pay his respects, but before the ritual was done, Yinfeng pulled him up.Eunuch Cui handed over the handkerchief, Yinfeng squatted down, and wiped the tears on Yinhu's face.Then he said: "Why come out alone, and still wear such thin clothes?"

Yinhu saw that the crown prince was also wearing the same filial piety clothes, so he said: "Second brother didn't wear too much."

Yinfeng sighed, and hugged Yinhu effortlessly: "Gu just wants to come and have a look. There is no charcoal fire in this Buddhist hall, it's very cold, Gu will take you back."

Yinhu shook his head: "Second brother, I want to go to the Buddhist hall and talk to my ancestors. In the mourning hall..."

Before Yinhu finished speaking, Yinreng turned around and walked towards the Buddhist hall, whispering in Yinhu's ear: "Don't be too sad, Xiaoba, second brother will take you there." Then he told Eunuch Cui: "Cui Xi , you go and instruct the person on duty in the Great Buddha Hall to pass on the charcoal fire, and I will go sit with Eighth Brother alone." Cui Xi took the order and went, only Zhang Qinian followed behind the prince who was holding Eighth Master, trembling and at a loss.The prince immediately sent another errand to Zhang Qinian, asking him to go back to the mourning hall and let him know.

After entering the Buddhist hall, there was a charcoal fire, patting the snow on their bodies, and the two brothers, whose lips were a little purple from the cold, finally felt warm.Yinfeng dismissed the people around him, and knelt down on the futon with Yinhu.

"Xiaoba, I know that you are sad in your heart, no less than Han Ama, if you want to cry, just cry here for a while."

Yinhu shook his head.To him, Yinfeng is the prince, and moreover, the object he needs to assist and protect in the future.His grief cannot be shown to the prince.Yinhu took a few deep breaths, suppressed his grief, and immediately realized Yinrong's irritability.Yinhu thought for a while, and began to recite the "Heart Sutra": "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practice the deep prajna paramita for a long time, see that the five aggregates are empty, and overcome all hardships. Shariputra! The color is not different from the void..." I don't know why I cried just now, but because it was too cold, Yinhu's voice was a little hoarse at first, intermittent, and trembling slightly.But as he read and recited, he gradually calmed down.Over and over again, again and again, without a moment's rest.

Yinfeng closed his eyes and listened, only to feel that the uneasiness in his heart was swept away with Yinhu's voice.The empress dowager passed away, presumably there will be a great turmoil in the court in the coming year, and one of Suo'etu and Mingzhu must move first.How could Yinreng not know, at this time he should stay by Ama's side, persuade him, and comfort him.Or he lost his voice in pain in the mourning hall to show his pure and filial heart.But Yinfeng didn't want to do this, he was extremely irritable, and he just wanted to find a servant to beat him up, to vent the frustration in his heart.But at this time, after hearing Yinhu's voice of chanting scriptures, Yinrong's heart sank unexpectedly, thinking about Khan Ama's mind, he might have to cut the pearl first.Thinking of this, Yinfeng couldn't help but feel at ease, and became more and more calm.

The sky gradually darkened, and the heavy snow outside also stopped.The charcoal fire was burning more and more vigorously, and in the empty and dark Buddhist hall, the fire light was beating and making a loud sizzling sound.

"Myna, myna!" Yinzhen's voice sounded outside the door, and it was Yinzhen who brought Yinzhen to find him.When the two came in to see the prince, they saluted together.After the ceremony, the prince looked at Yinzhen, then at Yinzhen, stepped forward and patted Yinzhen on the shoulder: "Xiao Ba feels uncomfortable, you are also an elder brother, please persuade him more." Then he looked at him again. Looking at Yinzhen, she walked away without saying anything.

Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, turned around to look at the back of the prince leaving, and then pulled Yinyu and Yinzhen to sit down together.Yinzhen didn't care about Yinzhen watching from the side, and threw herself into Yinhu's arms, coquettishly saying: "Brother..."

Yinzhen glared at her, but Yinzhen still went her own way.Yinzhen couldn't help it, so he took a hand stove from Su Peisheng, handed it to Yinhu, and said, "It's winter, and it's still snowing, and you don't know how to bring a hand stove when you come out by yourself. As soon as Yinzhen heard about it, she dragged me to give it to you." delivered."

Yinhu took the stove and held it in his hand, embraced Yinhu, pressed his forehead against him, and replied casually: "Thank you, fourth brother."

Yinzhen pursed her lips: "Mynah hasn't come back after being out for so long, Lao Shi and I thought you were freezing in the snow, and you were about to die. If I hadn't asked that little eunuch, I wouldn't have known that mynah was hiding here Woolen cloth."

"It's my brother's fault that made you and Xiao Shi worry," Yinhu sighed, and touched Yinhu's face with a cold hand, "Xiao Jiu has grown up."

Yinzhen just listened to their narration, and after a while, he pulled Yinzhen out of Yinhu's arms.He looked at Yinhu very solemnly, and said: "The crown prince probably won't come back again. I have already sent out all the servants in the Buddhist hall when I came here. You don't need to worry about the mourning hall. The Zhang Qinian who came with you just now will stay later." I will bring some bedding and food over. I will take the ninth brother away first, and I will leave you alone here."

After Yinzhen finished speaking, he pulled Yinzhen and left, but Yinzhen didn't want to, and Yinzhen didn't care.When we got outside the Great Buddha Hall, we whispered: "Let's go back, he should have a good cry too."

That night, Yinhu curled up in a corner, hugged the quilt, and cried until dawn.