I can't, I can't

At noon, the little emperor and his party arrived at the imperial palace. Although it was not the normal time to go to court, the Hall of Mental Cultivation where the court affairs were handled was overcrowded.The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were mighty, and they welcomed the little emperor's return neatly with great momentum.

Yang Huo was injured, and he had to keep a filial piety for the eldest princess, so he was not present. Except for him, almost everyone Kang Jiangxue had an impression of was present.

Fu Hongyao sat behind the hanging curtain in a fine attire, and made a place for Kang Jiangxue with a smirk. Regardless of whether the empress dowager was willing or not, the little emperor came back, and the ceremony of handing over power would be inevitable after all. indispensable.

The mother and son maintained the superficial peace, with smiles on their faces, Fu Hongyao exchanged false greetings, and then sent someone to announce the end of the nearly one-year curtain to all officials.

Kang Jiangxue got off the dragon chair to receive the order in person, and when she came to Fu Hongyao, Fu Hongyao stretched out her hand through the bead curtain to support the little emperor's arm.

"You are too young." Fu Hongyao's tone did not seem to be mocking, and there was a bit of indescribable complexity on her formerly charming face.

Being forced to abdicate at this time, Fu Hongyao is definitely not in a good mood, but the reality that Xu is unable to support herself without Fu Honglang has smoothed her edges and corners, and there is no scolding for a while Blame the little emperor's mind.

After all, they are mother and son, and Fu Hongyao didn't want to really watch the little emperor die. She half reminded and half warned: "Don't think that being in charge is a good thing, you don't know what kind of person your uncle is, and going against him will only lead to your death." Asking for trouble, one day really offended him, not to mention you, even Aijia will have no good fruit to eat."

Fu Hongyao didn't go too far, and Kang Jiangxue didn't let her go on. She soon showed an unhappy expression, and interrupted Fu Hongyao with a normal irritability: "What nonsense is the mother talking about? I didn't mess with you. Do you dare to fight against Uncle?"

The same wording as before, the same irritability and impatience as before, it sounds as if the matter of pro-government was not planned by the little emperor.

Because the little emperor's performance was too open and natural, Fu Hongyao was confused for a moment.

Kang Jiangxue didn't care about Fu Hongyao's reaction either. With a wave of her sleeves, the eunuch in charge immediately stepped forward to announce the decree, puffed up her chest and inhaled, with a loud voice: "By heaven, the emperor ordered it."

The first decree of the little emperor to regain control of the court heralded a new wave, and the civil and military officials could not see it on the surface, but they were all waiting with bated breath.Everyone was holding various speculations, not wanting to suddenly hear the sincere words in the imperial decree, crying that the little emperor felt that he was young and had little experience in governing, that it was difficult for one person to manage the government, and urgently needed an older and reliable person to support him.

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Just when the queen mother was forced to retreat, she turned around and said that she couldn't do it alone. This self-contradictory change made the civil and military heads of the court feel like a fight, and almost thought that the Xuanzhi eunuch had drunk too much.

Before he could settle his mind, he listened to the imperial decree and changed the subject, pointing out that although the Empress Dowager was not around, Fu Honglang, the Empress Dowager's natal brother and uncle of the country who had no official position before, was suitable. In order to protect the country and the national teacher, he was in charge of the domestic prisons and was entrusted to the imperial court.

This... Manchu civil and military minds were ups and downs, and in the end they were terrified.

All the officials were puzzled, and the red medicine on the seat made their eyelids tremble, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Prison is not a false job, and the title of national teacher is even more important. Giving this position to Fu Honglang is not as simple as it sounds.

little emperor...

Do you want to make the country's uncle Fu Honglang a national teacher?

The government and the public were in turmoil, and the civil and military officials were discussing a lot. For a while, they didn't even care about the rules, and whispered to each other on the spot.

Kang Jiangxue turned a blind eye and nodded, the eunuch in charge went online again, and then announced the second decree: Feng Sheng Lingyu was the disaster relief envoy for the earthquake disaster, and immediately set off to resettle the victims.

Two imperial edicts were issued in succession, making all the officials dizzy.

But Sheng Lingyu in the second imperial decree was different from Fu Honglang. Apart from the embarrassment of her current status, there was nothing else to criticize.

There was a matter of canonizing a foreign relative as a national teacher, and all the officials were attracted to the matter. They all chose to acquiesce in the dispatch of the disaster relief envoy, and did not pay much attention.

The decree was carried out on the spot, and because it was a disaster relief matter, the people could not delay for a moment. Sheng Lingyu received the imperial decree, received the token to dispatch troops, and set off immediately.

Among the various official uniforms, Sheng Lingyu was dressed in black, with the jade belt of an imperial guard around his waist. His figure was tall and straight, which was extremely conspicuous. His back turned into a scattered black color at the door.

When going out, Sheng Lingyu glanced back.

Kang Jiangxue had already discussed with Sheng Lingyu before the court meeting. Knowing that this time the disaster relief meeting would not be seen for a long time, she had already prepared in her heart, but she did not expect that Sheng Lingyu would suddenly feel a sense of reluctance when she looked back.

Before Kang Jiangxue figured out where that involuntary feeling came from, there was only a back of Sheng Lingyu left.

The little emperor froze in his heart, hurriedly suppressed the fleeting emotions, and continued to finalize the decree amidst the discussions among the officials: "The imperial decree has been issued, and I have nothing else to say. If there is something to do, I will play it, and if there is nothing to do, I will leave."

Sheng Lingyu did what Sheng Lingyu should do, and Kang Jiangxue naturally had to do what a little emperor should do. Putting down this sentence, seeing no one answered, she just got up and left.

Baiguan was still in the midst of the noise, hearing the sound suddenly increased, Fu Hongyao's expression changed, but unlike Baiguan who was helpless, he chased after him.

"Wait." Fu Hongyao couldn't hide her surprise, and said uncontrollably, "What's the meaning of being a national teacher?"

This operation is a bit difficult for officials to understand, and it is even more difficult for someone like Fu Hongyao who does not know how to do it in an instant.

Kang Jiangxue didn't bother to give Fu Hongyao more answers, so she just pretended she didn't hear it and moved on.

Fu Hongyao chased after two steps but was thrown away. Suddenly, a wave of anger rose, and he smiled angrily: "Stop! Aijia is talking to you, you little bastard!"

Shouting and shouting, Fu Hongyao suddenly stopped, and Kang Jiangxue also stopped, and in an instant, she understood the reason for Fu Hongyao's silence—a figure in red appeared on the seat in the back hall at some point , looking at Fu Hongyao and Kang Jiangxue's mother and son with a smile, it seems that they have been here for a long time.

It's been a long time, which means that Fu Honglang has heard the imperial decree.Kang Jiangxue's face did not move, but Fu Honglang's expression had already rolled in her heart.

He knew that in Fu Honglang's eyes, all plans were clearly visible, and this person was born to be able to see through other people's plans at a glance.

Kang Jiangxue is not afraid that Fu Honglang will see through it. After all, it seems strange at first glance to confer Fu Honglang as the national teacher at this moment, but it is not completely out of order.

Fu Hongyao ended the curtain, after all, it ended in form, and the power has not changed, and it is still in the hands of Fu.What the little emperor did seemed to be another way to subdue the empress dowager, but in fact he did not suffer any damage. Instead, he brought Fu Honglang, who had been hiding behind his back, to the front of others.

In the past, few people knew that there was Fu Honglang behind Fu Hongyao, but as long as there was a letter from the national teacher, everyone would know that Fu Honglang, the uncle who had never seen the sun in the past, would be dragged into the sun and could no longer be hidden. Stay out of the way at any time.

It's okay, but you have to be straight.

That's exactly what Kang Jiangxue meant, but she didn't quite understand Fu Honglang's reaction at the moment.

He had clearly seen through it, but Fu Honglang didn't panic at all about the little emperor's actions. The corners of his eyes were crooked and smiling, not threatening or dissatisfied, but as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he looked a little satisfied.

Kang Jiangxue had never been able to connect with Fu Honglang's thoughts correctly. He stared at Fu Honglang anxiously for a while, and asked, "...you don't have anything to say?"

Fu Honglang's red clothes looked like flames, and his slender eyes conveyed an emotion that could easily be mistaken for pampering. He smiled and whispered: "Your minister accepts the order?" He was really not affected at all.

Kang Jiangxue couldn't help but pause slightly, and the smile on Fu Honglang's eyebrows became deeper.

At any time, Fu Honglang has an invisible sense of fear. Even if Kang Jiangxue is not hurt, she still feels uncomfortable in the thin air everywhere. Just as she didn't want to say more, Fu Honglang suddenly opened her mouth Said: "I just watched it today, Mr. Sheng seems to have a kind heart."

Kang Jiangxue stopped: "What did you say?"

Fu Honglang did not miss the little emperor's vigilant expression when he heard Sheng Lingyu, and said relaxedly and normally: "I heard that Mr. Sheng is going to resettle the victims, so I couldn't help but sigh casually. Why, doesn't Your Majesty think that Mr. Sheng has a heart for all people?" , is really a praiseworthy and kind person?"

Normally, there is nothing wrong with these compliments, but now that both sides have guessed that the earthquake was caused by Sheng Lingyu, it sounds particularly ironic.

Sheng Lingyu was naturally kind, but Fu Honglang's allusion turned him into hypocrisy.

Kang Jiangxue seemed to be pricked by a needle, and felt it was especially harsh, but he couldn't refute it. He endured it, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you know about him?"

Fu Honglang didn't care and said, "Yingying is annoyed, why are you annoyed?"

Kang Jiangxue couldn't answer, so she had to leave quickly.

Fu Honglang looked at ease, and did not do anything to stop him. He only laughed aloud after the little emperor walked a few steps: "I forgot to congratulate His Majesty on returning to the palace. To be honest, if Yingying doesn't come back, I will really get a little impatient." gone."

The weird and sinister chuckle lingered in his ears for a long time and did not dissipate until Kang Jiangxue arrived at the gate of Zhengyang Palace and saw Ping Wuqi who hadn't seen him for a long time.Ping Wuqi knew that the little emperor was coming back, so he was waiting at the gate of the palace ahead of time, and now that the master and servant reunited, they were all smiling.

Seeing Ping Wuqi's familiar figure, Kang Jiangxue finally let go because of Fu Honglang's turbulent heart. He hadn't seen Ping Wuqi for a long time, and he felt more cordial than Ping Wuqi had expected.

Mr. Ping personally helped the little emperor off his horse, and said with a smile, "It's the end of court, and the food prepared by Haitang is almost cold."

Haitang went back to Zhengyang Palace first, and now she was holding Xiaoyu and standing at the door waiting for someone, and said with a puffy face: "That's right, I don't think Your Majesty took so long, and the meal delivery was half an hour early, And I dare not ask someone to remind me, it is really a miscalculation."

The complaints that came out of Haitang's mouth sounded like gossip.Kang Jiangxue showed some smiles and led the two into the palace together. Before she could speak, she saw a slender figure in fox fur standing at the entrance of the palace.

It's a woman with a familiar appearance, extraordinary and refined, at first glance she looks like a heavenly being, but her facial features such as eyebrows and eyes reveal a sickness.

Kang Jiangxue didn't expect Sheng Lingxi to be there, so she took a few steps and led him into the hall: "Don't stand here, how can your body see the wind?"

Sheng Lingxi showed a gentle smile: "It's okay to stand here, my daughter's health is much better than before."

When the little emperor left the palace, Sheng Lingxi was so sick that she couldn't get up, but now that she is able to come to Zhengyang Palace, it is obvious that she has improved significantly.But no matter what, it's better to see less wind in the cold winter. The little emperor didn't dare to delay, and urged several people into the inner room.

Kang Jiangxue said: "Why are you here?"

After asking, Kang Jiangxue also thought that Sheng Lingxi hadn't seen her brother come here for Sheng Lingyu for a long time.Unfortunately, Sheng Lingyu had just left the palace, and the little emperor had to explain: "Sheng Lingyu was ordered to cure disasters, and she just left the palace. I'm afraid I won't see this incident."

Sheng Lingxi didn't show any disappointment, she shook her porcelain-like face: "It's okay, it's good to see His Majesty."

Sheng Lingxi's tone was not alienating, and Kang Jiangxue treated Sheng Lingxi as naturally as she treated her own sister.The four of them got together, and all three of them were people close to the little emperor who had nothing to shy away from. The little emperor relaxed and forced Ping Wuqi and Haitang to sit together.

The lunch was heated up before being served, and the four of them ate together.

Kang Jiangxue had nothing else on her mind, and when she relaxed, she thought of the little gossip that Haitang had mentioned before.

Speaking of which, I heard that Pingping and the girl from the Sheng family... Because this thought flashed through her mind, Kang Jiangxue observed it intentionally or unintentionally for a while during the banquet. The emperor really saw something different.

If Haitang hadn't told him, Kang Jiangxue probably wouldn't have noticed on her own. After the meal, Ping Wuqi never took the initiative to say a word to Sheng Lingxi from the beginning to the end, and the latter was not the same as Ping Wuqi. Meet the last look.

However, during the time when the two of them were separated, Sheng Lingxi had unconsciously looked at Ping Wuqi silently, and every time Ping Wuqi's gaze left the little emperor, it would eventually fall on Sheng Lingxi's face.

They looked at each other a few more times than usual, just a few times, but those few eyes did not fall on others, not the little emperor, not Haitang, but each other.

Silent, restrained, but still watching subconsciously.

Kang Jiangxue had a faint feeling, and after a meal, there was an undercurrent in her heart.

After lunch, Sheng Lingxi brought two pots of charcoal fire back to the palace under the little emperor's instructions.Ping Wuqi missed the little emperor, and the task of taking care of the queen's body had already achieved results, so naturally he stayed in Zhengyang Palace again.

Kang Jiangxuezhou was exhausted and sleepy very quickly. It was no surprise that she ordered the palace people to pack the bed and personally watched the little emperor enter the bed.

There was warmth in the bed, the little emperor jumped into it, sighed, and then remembered to take off his clothes.

Ping Wuqi said patiently: "Slave come."

Kang Jiangxue sat up, opened her hands obediently, and let Ping Wuqi unfasten his belt and take off his coat, while watching the other palace servants sweeping the room from the corner of his eye.

"His Majesty."

Kang Jiangxue returned to God and said, "Huh?"

Ping Wuqi said: "Has Your Majesty gained weight?"

Kang Jiangxue didn't realize it: "Is there? Where?"

I haven't seen him for almost two months. The little emperor's diet and daily life are out of Ping Wuqi's control. After taking off his coat, Ping Wuqi always feels that the little emperor's body and memory have changed.

This change is mainly concentrated in the waist, even through a layer of fabric, it can still be seen that it is slightly wider than before.

It's as wide as half a finger?

Ping Wuqi pointed at the little emperor's belly, and Kang Jiangxue obediently lifted up his shirt. He himself wasn't sure how much flesh he had gained due to his growing appetite during this period, but he usually looked at his arms, legs, and cheeks as if Nothing has changed. If Ping Wuqi hadn't said that he was fat, he wouldn't have noticed it for a while.

The clothes were pulled back, revealing the smooth and delicate skin in front of the eyes. There was no fat on the left and right ends, and it still looked very thin at first glance.

Ping Wuqi frowned, still feeling that the little emperor's waist was indeed a little bigger.

The problem is not on the sides, it is in the abdomen. Ping Wuqi looked at it from a different angle, and sure enough, he found that the little emperor's lower abdomen protruded a little bit, not much, and others might not notice it, but Ping Wuqi is very concerned about the little emperor. The cognition of the body is far beyond that of ordinary people, and it is difficult for him to let it go if there is a little more.

"It seems to be a bit drumming." Ping Wuqi said "I'm sorry" with a serious expression.

When I press it with my hands, the feeling I get is not soft, but hard. "Does it hurt so much?"

Kang Jiangxue didn't feel any pain or itching, and didn't feel anything. Seeing that Ping Wuqi's expression was too serious, she couldn't help being a little funny: "What's the matter? I just had a meal. I guess I just ate it and haven't digested it yet."

There is no lack of reason to say so, and Ping Wuqi paused slightly, not at ease: "Your Majesty, I'd better reach out, and this servant will give you a pulse."