rare sight

Since I saw Jing Xian's handwriting last time, it has become a habit to watch her handwriting practice every day.I wrote a bunch of reviews by hand, only to receive them in the box every time.Xu Shi commented on the content of the scriptures, and Xu Shi expressed his own suggestions on what she wrote indiscriminately.

At least one thing to do can make people calm down.

Although the day when the Empress Dowager passed away was very similar to the day when Fourteen was sent to watch the spirit.There are quite a lot of people who criticize, but they are still within the scope of their own control.What is there to be afraid of being slandered by others?

Ningshou Palace.

She did not emigrate during her lifetime, but after her death, the Empress Dowager was emigrated.In this regard, Jing Xian felt that Yongzheng was really cute. Either the Empress Dowager jumped out, or she would absolutely not be able to oppose his decision.It's for the overall situation, but also for self-satisfaction.

Jing Xian was surprised by Yongzheng's mourning in Ningshou Palace. Looking at his back, she didn't know whether it was true or not.Everyone's mask is so thick.Even his own acting skills are great.Openly asked Joan to take the onion.Who knows if Yongzheng will smoke, and will reprimand those who did not cry at the funeral like Qianlong.Jing Xian thought subconsciously.But in an instant, I don't know why he was compared with Qianlong.

"Er Niang..." A voice came from outside.Jing Xian and everyone turned their heads, and a man rushed in between them.I'm afraid it's the fourteenth brother, who can come in like this, there is only one person who Yongzheng didn't order to stop him.

Yongzheng glanced at him.Ignore him.After receiving the news of the death of the empress dowager, Yinti rushed back to the city, but it was still too late.Yinti threw himself directly on the empress dowager, looking peaceful. "Emiang, the unfilial son is late." Yinti cried.

"Er Niang, how did Er Niang go?" Yinti asked this question directly.

Yongzheng replied calmly, "There are records in the imperial hospital. After the imperial examination, Eniang was in constant grief, so her heart failed." As he said that, it made people fall in love.He knew how impulsive the man in front of him was.

"When Er Niang was sick, why didn't you ask me to come back?" Yinti rushed in front of Yongzheng and grabbed Yongzheng's clothes, "Tell me, what are you going to do? When Huang Ama left, you didn't let me come back, Even if Er Niang is gone now, you won't let me come back. Are you killing your father and mother?!"

Hearing this, Yongzheng twisted Yinti's hand with his backhand, "Presumptuous. Don't think that my kung fu is inferior to yours." He said.then dropped him.If he hadn't been let in by the sticky pole, he thought he would be able to rush in by himself.After so many years, I haven't made any progress.Fortunately, that woman did not hesitate to die to help him.Such a person is considered a treasure by her.

Passed down my oral order, "Bei Zi Yunyu, originally an ignorant madman. He is arrogant and arrogant. I have repeatedly instructed him to repent. In order to be kind. But I am afraid that I will not change in the end. And I must wait for him to repent. Then No kindness will be given for life. I just want to comfort the heart of my concubine and empress dowager. After Jin Feng Yunyu became the county king, if you know how to repent. I will make a lot of kindness. If the father never dies, then the law of the country exists. I He has to be punished."

At noon, after a busy day, Yongzheng took time to go back to Yangxin Hall and Shisan to deal with some standing matters.At this time, the memorial at the sticky pole also arrived.Yongzheng opened it, and saw that one of Jingxian's actions was recorded by the people around her, "Miss Nala put onion juice on a handkerchief and wiped her eyes with it, she would shed tears." Yongzheng couldn't laugh or cry. "There is no such person." Then he handed the memorial to Yinxiang.Yin Xiang subconsciously accepted the memorial, carefully watching Jing Xian's daily activities.

It's basically normal, and you can't pick a mistake.Greetings, by the Queen's side.Or just practice calligraphy and read books by yourself.But a quiet kid.My own daughter is basically like this.Other than that, have the onions ready.Looking at the expression of the fourth brother, it seems that he cares about Jing Xian very much. "He is indeed a fun kid." Yinxiang agreed.

Yinzhen just wanted to share this joy with others for a while, and Yinxiang was the most suitable one, only then did he think of the usual things, Yinxiang didn't even know.Immediately, the desire to share was extinguished.These things, just have fun with yourself.Then changed the subject.

Jing Xian is not affected by the death of the Empress Dowager.In addition to moving the daily calligraphy practice time to the evening, fortunately, the queen is sympathetic to her, so she doesn't have to go there when the queen has to stay in the mourning hall at night.Stay at home every day.

After ordering Yuzhi to bring some soup to the queen made by the person under her list, she rested on time.In the middle of the night, she vaguely heard a voice asking her, "Who are you?" Jing Xian replied subconsciously, "I'm Jing Xian." "Are you sleeping?" Another voice asked. "I'm Li Jingxian." Jing Xian said the last name. "Who are you?" The voice sounded again.But Li Jingxian in the dream couldn't find the source of that voice in the dream.Then he woke up.Sitting in a daze.I don't know what the sound is, what to express.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar room, and the person lying on the bed seemed to be me.Jing Xian tried her best to touch the person lying on the bed.But just can't touch it.I don't know what happened to the person on the bed. "Go back." The voice sounded again.

"Where are you going back?" Jing Xian asked somewhat frustrated, looking at herself so close, but she couldn't go back no matter what. "Nowhere from and nowhere to go." The voice in the dream replied.

These words come from the "Diamond Sutra". Jing Xian once heard this explanation from her grandfather.Could it be that all of this was imagined by myself?Or that Li Jingxian over there was just imagined?Or, this is a parallel time and space, and there is another time and space over there.

"Who the hell am I?" Jing Xian muttered to herself, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, who is the dream and who is the real one?She was clearly in the mourning hall of her grandfather, but she suddenly became Jing Xian, and her dream lasted for five years.During these five years, was it in Li Jingxian's dream, or Li Jingxian was just Jing Xian's dream.Perhaps as Li Jingxian, he would never believe in strange powers and gods.But the things of rebirth or time travel came out, which made her believe in ghosts and gods.

"Master, are you alright?" Ruo'an outside saw a faint shadow, it seemed that Miss Nala sat up.

"It's okay, I just woke up from a dream." After a pause, "I'd better get up."

Ruo'an saw that there was still a lot of sweat on Jing Xian's head, and there was a trace of tiredness on her small face.Maybe she was really woken up by the nightmare. This little girl was a little scared when she met death for the first time.

"I want to go to the imperial garden." Jing Xian suddenly wanted to do this.

Ruo'an hesitated for a moment, the emperor's order had already been communicated, and he seemed to have no reason to object to the master's request, "Yes, please allow this servant to bring a lantern."

"Do you know martial arts?" Jing Xian asked on a whim.

Ruo'an looked at her, hesitated for a moment, "Go back to the master, the servants will be more understanding."

Jing Xian smiled, "I don't want to spy on anything, it's dark, if you know some martial arts, I feel a little safe."

Ruoan watched a little girl say these things in a serious manner, thinking in her heart, the emperor will not allow you to have any accidents.This is the command at sticky stick.

Jing Xian walked aimlessly, followed the guidance in her heart, walked to the rockery at the corner of the imperial garden, and sat quietly.Today is the day when the Empress Dowager Daxing keeps her vigil. At this time, no one will come here.

"Is there a fire book? Turn off the lights." Jing Xian turned to look at her, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Return to master, servants are not afraid." Ruo'an obediently put out the lamp.Without lights, there is no fear of people seeing people here.

"What's that down there?" Yinzhen, who was standing on the turret blowing the wind, saw a light go under the rockery and went out again.

"Master, those are Miss Jingxian and Ruo'an." An Yi replied.

"The lamp is dimmed? Change it for her." Yinzhen looked at the place where the lamp finally disappeared, "Why did she come out halfway?"

"Back to the emperor, Miss Nala seemed to be awakened by a nightmare just now. Let Ruo'an accompany her here." An Yi received the report very quickly, and after saying this, the person sent down also replied, "Return to the emperor, Miss Nala ordered the lamp to be turned off."

"Why do you have nightmares? Why do you turn off the lights?" Yinzhen asked.

An Yi suddenly felt a lot of pressure, so he answered dutifully, "Return to the master, the subordinates haven't found out yet."

"The road is closed, I want to go down." Yinzhen ordered.It's just a sudden desire to get to know someone.Nightmare, fear.What is she afraid of?

Just as Yin Zhen walked behind Jing Xian, he saw Jing Xian under the moonlight.She was barely visible.Only outlines are seen.Everything I wanted to say fell silent.Follow her gaze to the sky.

"Ruo'an, tell me, will there be a soul after death?" Jing Xian didn't look back, thinking about the dream just now.I can't figure it out.

The people around were all sticky sticks, but under Yinzhen's gesture, Ruo'an had no choice but to answer bravely, "Return to the master, the servants don't know."

Jing Xian smiled, "Yes, no one can tell." Speaking of this, her voice dropped again, "If there is a soul, I can't perceive it. If there is no soul..." The scene at this time Xian felt that the surrounding aura was slightly wrong, so she turned her head.Seeing the vague outline, he saluted directly, "See the emperor."

"Get up, sit down." Seeing that she had discovered her, Yinzhen sat directly beside her, "You are so young, why are you thinking so much?"

Jingxian was so dizzy from the dream, she couldn't tell whether Yinzhen's words were a joke or a warning, so she knelt down instinctively, "Your Majesty, forgive me."

Yinzhen looked at her a little funny, usually she is quite intelligent, how has she changed today, "Come on, I didn't blame you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jing Xian saluted politely.

There was a moment of silence.

Yinzhen wanted to ask her why she came out in the middle of the night, but she couldn't ask her so abruptly.Presumably she will not answer the truth.After all, what she experienced in the dream was what she said.And Jing Xian couldn't hold onto this night, what exactly was he trying to do.Also had to accompany silence.

Think about it, it's not easy for him, his mother just died.The way the fourteenth elder brother rushed in today, I also know that the attitude of the fourteenth elder brother must be even worse after the scene is cleared.He has a bad relationship with his biological mother, and has become enemies with his brother from the same mother.Life is not as sad as her.

Thinking of this, Jing Xian had a faintly sympathetic attitude in her heart, "Uncle, are you tired, how about Jing Xian rub your shoulders?" He seemed to obey the calling of his heart, just like holding his hand before, saying no Qing Dao's unclear emotions drove him to ask such a sentence.

Yinzhen was slightly taken aback, "Okay." He asked Jingxian to come behind him.But even if it was Yinzhen who was sitting, Xiao Jingxian who was standing couldn't rub his shoulders.When Yin Zhen turned around, he saw Jing Xian was at a loss.So he got up and sat down on the floor with his robe lifted.

"Uncle..." Jing Xian called out naturally.

Yinzhen knew her concerns, "Don't break your promise."

Jing Xian looked helplessly at Yinzhen who had his back to her, really childish.And I was a little moved by his carefulness.The last time I was rewarded with wound medicine, this time I was accommodating myself.That's right, a five-year-old child has no strength in his hands.

Since Yinzhen was held by her last time, she once asked the concubines to hold his hand when they were sleeping, but she still couldn't find the feeling she had at the beginning.He also lost his mind.

When the small hand behind touched him, he had no strength, but the rhythm was just right, which gradually calmed his tired heart.

Yin Zhen closed his eyes and enjoyed all this.After an unknown amount of time, the speed of the fist behind him gradually slowed down.Yinzhen looked back suspiciously, and saw the little Jingxian with confused eyes, probably kneeling a lot during the day, and then woke up by a nightmare, and rubbed his shoulders vigorously just now.is tired. "Jingxian?" Yinzhen called tentatively.

"Hmm..." Jing Xian's consciousness was lost.

Yinzhen catches Jing Xian who is about to fall with quick eyesight, and Jing Xian feels embraced by a warm embrace, so she rubs her hands and falls asleep.Yinzhen stretched out his hand to feel her pulse, making sure that she had fallen asleep.I was relieved.After a while, he ordered, "She will be in my bedroom tonight, the queen's side. You can just send someone there. Send her back before tomorrow."

"Whoo."