Qing Dynasty Chronicle

"Ouch—" until all the vomit was acidic water, the former Sheng Mingzhen and the present Yinti finally had nothing to vomit, took the teacup handed over by Xiao Xizi and rinsed his mouth, Yinti paled Pointing to Yinxiang with a shaking face, "Brother Thirteen...I'm about to die...I have something to ask you..."

Yinxiang looked at the [-]th elder brother Yinti who looked at him with a twitching veins on his forehead, and finally couldn't hold it back and gave him a chestnut, "Can you be more serious? Isn't it just dizzy! "

Not to mention, Yinxiang's knock really lifted Yinti's spirits, but it was not enough to calm the depression in Yinti's heart.Think about it, a person who just fell off a horse and might have suffered a concussion is now sitting in a carriage that is shaken three times. Yinqi feels that the weightlessness training that the astronauts have received is not good enough for the shock absorption effect. But that's it, so before he left for a long time, Yinti vomited upside down, and almost vomited bile.

Taking a pitiful look at Yinxiang, Yinti rubbed his head on the soft pillow and said, "I'm so dizzy..."

"If you're dizzy, just close your eyes and have a good rest. Don't mess around, can you make it work?" After so many days, Yinxiang felt that even though the fourteenth younger brother before the accident was very arrogant and very different from him, at least he was better than before. This fourteenth brother who makes people suffocate but can't express it is much easier to deal with.

"I can't sleep." Feeling the high-intensity bumps of the carriage, Yinqi took a while to suppress the feeling of vomiting again, and said in a low voice, "Brother Thirteen, please talk to me, divert your attention I don't want to vomit that much anymore."

Although Yinxiang really wanted to enjoy the two chestnuts again when he looked at Yinqi's poor and troubled appearance, but he felt pitiful when he saw his miserable appearance with a pale face and a weak body, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief, " what you want to say?"

"Zou Huo, let's get on with things in the past! (Let's talk about our past things)" Yinqi put a piece of ginger in his mouth and mumbled.

"Speak well!" Yinxiang jumped blue tendons again.

"Let me say," Yinti held down Jiang Pian, and said it again, "Brother Thirteen, tell me about our previous affairs. How was my relationship with you at that time? Are we as good as you are now?"

As soon as Yinti said this, the whole carriage fell silent, and Yinxiang and Xiaoxizi had different expressions.

Yinti knew what was going on but pretended to be stupid, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yinxiang shook his head with a smile, picked up the sweat towel next to him and wiped off the sweat from Yinti's nose, "You were not so obedient in front of me before."

"Why? I didn't have a good relationship with you before? Why didn't I have a good relationship with you?" Yinti asked with an unknown gossip hobby.

"Then how do I know why, ask yourself, I also want to know why you are not at odds with me!" Yinxiang said casually, putting the sweat towel aside.

"Maybe... it's because you're more handsome than me, so I'm not convinced." Yinzhen watched Yinxiang pick up the teacup and lifted the lid, and then slowly expressed his guess.

"Pfft—" This time it was Elder Brother Thirteen who sprayed the tea.

"Brother Thirteen, in fact, you've always been bitter about the last time you sprayed water on your face, right?" Yinqi wiped his face and said quietly.

"Oh, no, really not." Seeing Yinti's wet face sprayed by himself, Yinxiang felt very apologetic, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe him, "I choked when I heard you talking just now. Choked."

Yinqi glanced at Yinxiang faintly, without speaking, took the handkerchief and wiped his face by himself.

"Then what, fourteenth brother, I really didn't do it on purpose..." Yinxiang was swept away by Yinti's resentful gaze, and felt guilty and grateful. He didn't care about the fact that the instigator was Yinti himself, so he just moved closer to him apologize.

Yinqi turned his head away.

Yinxiang was helpless.

Just as the offensive and defensive battle between the two of them was going on fiercely, a little eunuch's voice came from outside the carriage, "Is Brother Fourteen inside?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Yinti gave Yinxiang a white look, and responded.

"The emperor announced you to go there." The little eunuch replied.

"Khan Amah announced me? Didn't say anything?" Yinti was stunned for a moment and asked.

The little eunuch outside the carriage replied, "I didn't say anything, I just told you to go over."

"Hey, wait, I'll go over right away." Yinti asked casually just now, Kangxi lets go, regardless of good or bad things, does he still have the right to refuse, so Yinti started to tidy up his appearance in the next second.

Yinxiang didn't know why Khan Ama asked his fourteenth brother to go there, but seeing Yinti's out-of-the-box look, he helped him tidy up his clothes and told him, "When you get to Khan Ama's place, don't be so sloppy like you are here." It's out of shape, the uncle has gone, and Khan Amma is sad, so you have to be a bit more careful."

Yinti, who held her neck up and asked Yinxiang to button her collar, nodded, "I know it well."

Yinxiang gave a few more instructions, and then he let Yinzhen get off the carriage and walk towards the Xingyuan where Kangxi was.

As soon as he got to the side of Kangxi's carriage, the prince lifted the curtain and came out. Yinti was stunned for a moment but still bowed his head reflexively, "Greetings to the prince."

Yinreng glanced at Yinti who was standing respectfully at the side, and said lightly, "Go in, Khan Ama is inside."

"Yes." Yinti put away the incongruous appearance of being in the carriage with Yinxiang just now, and honestly bowed to Yinreng before boarding Kangxi's jade chariot.

"Sir, pay homage to Khan Ama." Even though Kangxi's car was rickety, people are like this. They can always burst out their infinite potential when encountering life-threatening moments. For example, Yinti has overcome him now. Feeling dizzy slightly, he asked Anli.

"Get up." Although Kangxi's voice was as majestic as ever, it was a little hoarse.

"Xiehan Ama." Yinti saluted again before getting up.

Kangxi looked at his youngest son's not-so-good face, and patted the seat beside him, "Come and sit here."

Yinti looked at that place with a hesitant expression, "Khan Ama..."

Kangxi glanced at Yinti, "I told you to sit down, why are you acting like a girl now?"

"Hey..." It was obvious that Kangxi was not in a good mood right now, so Yinti nodded and sat down beside Kangxi.

"I heard the servant report that you vomited badly in the carriage, are you feeling better now?" Kangxi with a tired face turned his head and asked Yinti.

"Xiehan Ama cares, Yinti is fine." Now Yinti is facing Kangxi with 12 points of energy.

"Looking at your complexion is not very good, I think you vomited hard just now." Kangxi looked at Yinti's face carefully again, "The imperial physician also said that people with head injuries should not be jolted, but now your uncle... "

Kangxi didn't finish his sentence, but Yinti could feel the emperor's depression from his slightly trembling ending, so he persuaded, "It doesn't matter if your son is healthy or not, it's more important to hurry, Khan Ama also take care of the dragon body."

Kangxi murmured and did not speak.

Kangxi and Prince Yu had a deep relationship, and now the death of Prince Yu Fuquan has hit him hard. The death of the Empress Dowager earlier made him feel like a big piece of his heart collapsed. Now that Fuquan has left again, his life The important people in the family left one by one, which made Kangxi feel more lonely, and the face of the nearly fifty-year-old man finally showed an aging state.

Looking at Kangxi like this, Yinti felt a little sour in his heart. Although he hadn't been here for many days, Kangxi's concern for Yinti could be seen and felt in his eyes.In modern times, Sheng Mingzhen, who lost his father at the age of eight, now Yinti found the long-lost fatherly love in Kangxi, which made him feel grateful for time travel. In Yinti's eyes, he also felt uncomfortable for a while.

Not knowing what was going on in his heart, Yinti's hand was faster than his own and held Kangxi's hand with age spots, meeting Kangxi's slightly surprised gaze, Yinti pursed his lips and said warmly, "Khan Ama, You and us..."

The short sentence made Kangxi stunned for a long time, and looked at Yinti with complicated eyes for a long time, until Yinti almost thought that time had frozen, Kangxi sighed, closed his eyes and took a picture. Patting Yinti's hand, he murmured, "Okay...ok...I still have you..."

Neither of the father and son spoke again. Kangxi closed his eyes as if he was tired, and Yinti sat upright at first, but maybe the shock absorber of the emperor's car was indeed better than ordinary horse-drawn carriages. Perhaps it was because of the tossing and turning in the carriage before and the fact that his body is indeed weak now. While the carriage was bumping and bumping, Yinqi finally couldn't hold back his head and fell asleep.

Feeling his shoulders sinking, Kangxi suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and saw his little son fell asleep leaning on his shoulders, looking at Yinqi's peaceful sleeping face, Kangxi's mood was a bit complicated, the children alone All of them have grown up, and they still have the respect and love for themselves, Khan Ama, in their eyes, but the proportion is getting smaller and smaller.

Sometimes when he looked at the tall sons standing together, Kangxi tried to see the emotions in their eyes clearly, but the result always made him feel a little disappointed, because the mixed There are too many complex emotions, and even the son who was brought up by himself no longer has the admiration in his eyes.They each have their own thoughts, they regard their Khan Ama as an inexhaustible treasure house, and they ask for it again and again, but they never think that their Khan Ama is not only an emperor, but also a father .

The back of the person who just lifted the curtain and left without respect flashed in his mind. A stern look flashed in Kangxi's eyes, but he finally closed them again, sighed in his heart, and then said in a flat voice, "Bring a blanket. .”

"Hey." Liang Jiugong, who had been keeping silent with his head down, bowed, and lightly took a thin blanket over to cover Yinzhen, but Kangxi stretched out his hand to take it, and he moved it himself. Yinti who went to the side covered it.

Yinti, who was called to the jade chariot by Kangxi that day, has not been able to return to his carriage. As he got closer to the capital, Kangxi's expression became more mournful, and Yinti's expression became more serious.

Hurrying quickly, Kangxi and his party finally arrived in the capital on the first day of July. He didn't even have time to rest and went from Dongzhimen to Prince Yu's mansion to cry.

Following Kangxi to Prince Yu's mansion, the rest of the elder brothers who stayed in the capital had already come out to welcome them, together with the princes and ministers, Wu Ya knelt down on the ground.

Kangxi looked at the white Prince Yu's mansion, his hands trembled slightly, he took several deep breaths before he stabilized his emotions and cried out.

Yinti, who was following Kangxi, saw the elder brother standing in the front row with tight lips and a serious expression at first sight, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

And that elder brother obviously noticed Yinti's sight, but he just glanced at Yinti and then took his gaze back.

But Yinti's eyes were suddenly reddened by that sweep.