Dragon cubs are the group pet of the Qing Palace

Kangxi was only planning to take him for a walk outside the palace, but he couldn't bear to act like a baby. Seeing that the sun was just right and there was no wind, he finally decided to take him to the imperial garden.

The little guy looks small, but he is not light. At Kangxi's age, it's okay to hold him for a while, but not for a long time.

For this reason, after stepping out of the gate of Qianqing Palace, the father and son sat on the imperial chariot.

Finally able to come out to play, Cheng An was so happy along the way, yelling "Ama Ama" non-stop.

After waiting in the imperial garden, looking at the beautiful scenery around him, he was like a bird being let loose, having fun everywhere.

"Run slowly." Kangxi looked at his cheerful appearance and reminded him with a smile.

How can Cheng An still listen to his words at this moment, he ran around here and there, and everything he saw felt fresh.

Kangxi was getting old and didn't have the energy to run with him, so he waved his hands to let a few young eunuchs follow up to protect him, and he followed far behind.

The scenery of the imperial garden is naturally excellent, with lush vegetation, rockery and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, which can be described as one step at a time.

But no matter how good the scenery is, it can't stand to be seen year after year. The imperial garden has long been nothing new in Kangxi.

Picking flowers and grass is probably a child's instinct, after a while, Cheng An already held a small yellow flower in his hand.

"Ama." Holding the flowers, he turned around and ran back to Kangxi, raising his little hand to give him the flowers.

It's not that Kangxi never received flowers, but in the past, all he received were vases carefully selected by concubines, and it was the first time he received such a simple flower.

Of course, when it comes to purity, no matter how elaborate a vase is, it is not as good as the little flower in front of you.

"You would borrow flowers to offer Buddha." Kangxi said, reaching out to take the little flower.

The imperial garden is all his, and these flowers are no exception, so there is nothing wrong with him saying that.

Cheng An didn't understand what "borrowing flowers to offer Buddha" meant, so he ran forward again after giving him the flowers.

He is wearing a goose yellow dress today, this color is too delicate, except for girls, it is probably only suitable for children like him.

Under the warm sunshine, the little goose-yellow figure running around looks more vibrant than the flowers in the garden.

While running, Cheng An was suddenly attracted by a small road.

It was a road paved with colored stones, and colored stones of various colors were paved into auspicious patterns.

He looked down at the stone road, squatted down curiously and touched it with his little hands.

The eunuch who followed saw the little elder brother touching the ground with his hands, so he hurried up and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

After finding that the colored stones could not be picked out, Cheng An obediently had his hands wiped clean, then stood up and jumped on the stone road.

After all, he was still young, and he had been running for so long just now. After bouncing a few times on the not-so-flat stone road, he suddenly fell down.

The eunuch next to him wanted to help him, but he was a step too late even after he had a good look at him. He didn't help him until he had fallen down, barely protecting his upper body from touching the ground.

Kangxi was still pacing slowly behind, but when he saw his son fell, he immediately walked over in a few strides.

"The emperor forgives the crime." The eunuch who did not protect the little elder brother hurriedly pleaded guilty.

The person who fell didn't cry. After standing up with the eunuch's hand, he raised his head and stretched out his little hand to Kangxi: "Ama."

"You say you, just run, what are you jumping around?" After Kangxi picked him up, he swept around, and finally took him to a nearby pavilion.

After taking his seat in the pavilion, Kangxi checked him with his arms, and found that only his knee was a little red, so he reached out to touch him and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The eunuch reacted relatively quickly before, so Cheng An didn't fall too hard. When he first fell, he felt a little pain, but now he doesn't feel much.

Seeing him shaking his head, Kangxi pressed a little harder to make sure that he really didn't feel anything before he was relieved.

After raising a child, you will know that no matter how careful you are on weekdays, some bumps and bumps are still unavoidable, that is, when he was raised in Qianqing Palace, he would occasionally accidentally bump here and there, so I'm sure he didn't hurt Finally, Kangxi did not pursue those eunuchs just now.

But Cheng An wanted to keep running around, but he didn't allow it, and sat in the pavilion with him to rest.

He couldn't run around, and it was good to see the scenery around the pavilion. Cheng An sat in his arms and looked around with his little head.

On a tree not far away, a bird suddenly flew over.

"Look, Ah Ma!" After spotting the bird, Cheng An immediately stretched out his finger.

Kangxi followed his hand and looked over, feeling that a child is just a child, and seeing a bird feels fresh.

"That's a bird, an oriole." Kangxi immediately thought of a poem, so he taught him by the way, "Two orioles sing green willows."

"Yeah, Huang Yi..." Cheng An imitated him in a childish voice.

Kangxi held his little hand and broke out two fingers: "Two."

"Ah." Cheng An followed suit.

"Two, two orioles."

"Ah...two Huangyi..."

"Ming Cui Liu."

"Ming Chirp Chirp~"

Kangxi was immediately amused when he heard his phrase "Ming Jiu Jiu", rubbed his little head and didn't try to teach him to read poetry again.

He stopped teaching, but Cheng An memorized this poem, pointed to the bird on the tree that hadn't flown away, and read it to himself: "Two... Huang Yiming, Chirping, Chirping~"

Just when the atmosphere in the pavilion was just right, a eunuch suddenly came nearby with a hesitant expression.

Liang Jiugong, who was guarding outside the pavilion, found out and waved to him.

The eunuch hurried forward and whispered a few words in his ear.

Liang Jiugong frowned unconsciously when he heard his words, then turned around and entered the pavilion with some hesitation.

Just now Kangxi had noticed the movement outside the pavilion, and when he saw him coming in, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Go back to Lord Long Live... Brother Hongjin has gone." Liang Jiugong bowed his head.

There are many descendants of Kangxi, he thought for a while before realizing that this is the third son of the abolished prince, his own grandson.

Although Yinfeng was abolished, he was Kangxi's favorite son after all, and Kangxi's affection for him at the beginning was not fake.

Hearing that his son had gone, and he was still an adult son, Kangxi's heart tightened suddenly.

Kangxi had tasted the experience of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man too many times, and knew how uncomfortable it would be. Thinking that his son would also go through this kind of pain, he couldn't help but worry for him.

The atmosphere in the pavilion became condensed in an instant because of Liang Jiugong's words, Cheng An turned his eyes away from the outside, and looked at his own Ama a little puzzled.

"Ama." He yelled while reaching out his little hand to touch Kangxi's face.

The warm little hands brought Kangxi back to his senses, and he looked down at the child in front of him, but his thoughts drifted away.

That was the son he loved the most and spent the most time on, and he was also the prince he had placed great hope in. After he was abolished, Kangxi also felt very heartbroken.

Ever since he was imprisoned in Xian'an Palace, Kangxi had never seen him again, and he even deliberately didn't think about him, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.

I don't dare to see what he looks like now, and I don't dare to think whether he will resent me...

Seeing that Ah Ma had started to remain motionless again, Cheng An called out to him again.

Hearing the childish voice of the youngest son, Kangxi looked at him and said, "Do you want to see your second brother?"

Cheng An had asked him about his second brother before, but he couldn't understand it, so when he heard him bring it up, he immediately nodded and said, "I think!"

Seeing that he had never met Baocheng, but he couldn't wait to see him as soon as he heard him, Kangxi felt a little emotional for a while.

"Let's go then."

After Kangxi finished speaking, he took his son to sit on the imperial chariot again.

Xian'an Palace is located in Xihua Gate, not too far from the Imperial Garden.

On the way, he probably sensed that his Ama's mood was a little off. Chengan didn't make any noise, but stretched out his arms to hug him, and patted him with his small hands from time to time.

Kangxi noticed his movements, felt that he was caring and at the same time was somewhat comforted.

When the sound of the silent whip representing the emperor's driving sounded outside Xian'an Palace, the guards guarding outside were a little surprised.

"The servant kowtows to the emperor!"

Kangxi raised his hand to signal the guards to flatten behind him, and asked someone to open the door.

Xian'an Palace is not considered dilapidated, but when the door is opened, there is an inexplicable cold breath blowing towards the face.

When Kangxi walked in holding the hand of his youngest son, all the deposed prince's family who heard the movement immediately came out to salute.

Crown Princess Guerjia is indeed the daughter-in-law who has been praised by Kangxi, even if she is imprisoned in Xian'an Palace, she still manages everything in an orderly manner.

After Kangxi glanced at everyone, he waved his hand to signal Guerjia to lead the others to retreat.

After everyone left, his eyes finally fell on the abandoned prince Yinfeng.

The once dignified and elegant prince looked very thin at this time, his complexion was a little pale, and his whole body was even more lifeless.

Yinfeng never thought that there would be a day when he would meet Huang Ama. Before seeing him, he had many things he wanted to say, many things he wanted to complain about, but when he appeared in front of him, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be nothing to say. of.

Yinfeng was like this, and Kangxi was similar. He wanted to ask his son how he was doing, but just by looking at the other person's appearance, he knew that it must be bad, so he felt that there was no need to talk such nonsense.

Kangxi waited quietly, wanting to see if he had anything to say to himself.

After a while, the father and son still looked at each other silently, and the courtyard was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Cheng An raised his small head to look at his own Ama, and then at the people across the way, not understanding why they didn't speak.

Guessing that Yinreng should be his second brother, Cheng An took his hand away from Kangxi's, trotted a few steps, rushed over to hold Yinreng and said, "Brother!"

Yinfeng was unprepared, took the person on his legs and staggered back a step before regaining his footing.

Kangxi saw that he couldn't even handle a child now, and while secretly frowning, he wondered if someone was harsh on him.

"Let go of Gu...I..." Yinreng looked down at the child who was holding him, with a bit of displeasure in his tone.

"Brother hug." Hearing his brother's voice, Cheng An raised his head and stretched out his hands towards him.

Hearing his address Yinfeng, it was not difficult to guess his identity, and I felt a little bored suddenly.

Of course, Yinfeng's emotions were not purely aimed at him, but because he didn't understand why Kangxi came over suddenly and brought such a big child with him.

Compared with Yinreng's indifference at the beginning, he at least showed some emotion at this time.

Kangxi looked at the clingy youngest son who had been familiar with him for the first time, instead of eating it, he said: "Cheng'an, don't make trouble, your second brother may not be able to hug you."

What he said was plain and straightforward, without any emotion, but Yin Reng heard it a little harshly, and immediately bent down to hug the child who was stretching out his hand.

Cheng An who was picked up by his brother was very happy, while stretching out his arms to wrap his arms around his brother's neck, he still didn't forget to turn his head and say to Kangxi: "Brother hug me~"

Yinfeng hadn't been so close to someone for a long time, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while, especially when he felt the pair of soft little hands on his neck.

Ever since entering Xian'an Palace, Yinreng has often felt cold, a kind of coldness coming from his bones, and even basking in the sun can't make him feel warm.

But at this moment, the temperature radiating from the small body in his arms made him suddenly feel a little warmer.

"Come to Huang Ama." Kangxi looked at Yinfeng's thin figure, and stretched out his hand to his youngest son.

"No." Cheng An finally saw his second brother, how could he leave his arms so quickly, and turned his head away from Kangxi.

Yinfeng didn't expect that there would be people who would dare to say no to Huang Ama, even though he knew that he was probably young and didn't understand what imperial power was, he still felt happy in his heart and developed a good impression of him at the same time.

"Are you here for something?" Yinfeng finally said the first sentence to Kangxi after tightening his hand holding the child a little.

When Kangxi saw that he didn't even call "Huang Ama", he knew that he must be blaming himself, but when he thought of what he did back then, he felt a little unhappy.

However, his son is already like this, so what can he do, he can only suppress his emotions and say: "I came to see you."

Yinfeng guessed that he probably came here only when he heard the news of Hongjin's death, and thought that now he had to rely on his son's life to get a little attention from him, and felt ironic in his heart.

Then thinking that if Hong Jin hadn't been imprisoned by himself, the Ama, and was imprisoned in this small Xian'an Palace at a young age, he might not have passed away so early at all, and the resentment in Yinfeng's heart deepened.

"Everything is fine for the guilty minister." He called himself "the guilty minister" in a cold tone, clearly poking Kangxi's heart.

Sure enough, when Kangxi heard this sentence, his face was silent, but the hand behind his back was gradually clenched.

Nothing more...

After Kangxi took one last look at his son, he shook his sleeves and left.

When he walked to the door, Yinreng came to his senses and knelt down to put down the child in his arms, but he still hugged him tightly.

"Gu...I'm not the prince anymore, you..." Yinfeng met his clear eyes before he finished his sarcastic words, and he couldn't say the rest of the words.

He stopped talking, but Cheng An remembered that when he was in the egg, it seemed that the second brother had promised to help him build a big palace on the seabed, so he called "brother" and started babbling.

It is clear that they have never seen each other before, and Yinfeng doesn't know why this younger brother is so close to him, but the child's feelings are always pure. Although he didn't understand what he was talking about, but he felt a little bit of "brother" in his heart touched.

No matter what, this is not a suitable place for him to stay. After gently pulling off his little hand, Yinfeng pushed him towards the door: "You should go, be careful and be locked up here."

After hearing his words, Cheng An tilted his head to look at him for a while, and then clung to his side again, but he didn't mention the "undersea palace" thing again.

Seeing that he still didn't leave, Yinfeng simply got up and walked back.

After entering the main hall, Yinreng sat down directly in front of the table, and then raised his head to drink with the jug on the table.

Since being imprisoned, he likes to drink whenever he is in a bad mood. This is the wine he ordered after hearing the death of his third son, Hong Jin, because he didn't have time to drink just now when Kangxi arrived.

After Yinfeng raised his hand and took two sips of wine, all kinds of emotions rushed into his heart instantly, and the corners of his eyes turned red unconsciously.

After he left, Cheng An ran after him without much hesitation, and when he came in, he was seen drinking.

He had seen Yinzhi drinking with Yin'e at the palace banquet before, and when he walked over the threshold and smelled the familiar smell, he immediately trot over and lay on Yinrong's lap and looked at him curiously.

After Yinfeng noticed the weight on his legs, he lowered his head and met a pair of dark eyes.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Cheng An's answer was to climb onto his lap with hands and feet.

He seems to be about one year old at most. Yinfeng couldn't understand how Huang Ama would take such a young child out, and even left him alone. After frowning, he was still afraid that he would fall, so he stretched out his hand Take him into your arms.

Returning to his arms again, Cheng An raised his head to look curiously at the jug in his other hand: "What is brother?"

"It's wine." After Yinfeng replied, he raised his head and took another sip.

After Cheng An sniffed it with his small nose, when he finished drinking, he suddenly reached out to grab the jug, wanting to taste what it tasted like.

Even without common sense, Yinfeng knew that such a young child must not be able to drink, so he quickly raised his hand to raise the jug high.

"Brother eat." Cheng An pointed to his small mouth and said.

Seeing that he wanted to drink at a young age, Yinfeng shook his head and said, "You can't drink."

Cheng An didn't understand why he couldn't drink, so he stood up on his lap to reach for the flagon.

I don't know where he got his confidence, obviously Yinreng kept a cold face the whole time, this kind of cold face was even different from Yinzhen's, but stemmed from the coldness of grief that is greater than heart death, but he was not afraid at all, and dared to lie in the arms of others. where presumptuous.

It was the first time Yinreng saw such a bold kid, but such a big guy was soft everywhere, he felt a little afraid to use a little force, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

For a moment Yinfeng couldn't help but guess whether he was too annoying Huang Ama couldn't help throwing him over.

In his heart, he disliked him for being annoying, but Yinfeng didn't make any big moves in his hands. After hiding for a while, he just hugged him and got up, and put the jug on the tall Duobao Pavilion.

Seeing that he couldn't get the jug, Cheng An pointed to the Duobao Pavilion and said, "Brother, take it."

"You can get it yourself if you have the ability." After Yinfeng finished speaking, he picked him up with both hands and put him on the ground.

With the height of Duobao Pavilion, Cheng An couldn't touch it even by stepping on a stool. He jumped up on the ground with his little hands raised, and finally gave up after realizing that he really couldn't get it.

Yinreng sat on the chair and watched him jumping around like a rabbit, suddenly he was a little curious, how could such a child be raised in the palace.

Apart from his appearance, he looked warm, cheerful and full of spirit, not at all like a child raised in this place full of rules.

After Cheng An gave up taking the flagon, he turned back to him and stretched out his hands to him again: "Brother hug."

After Yinfeng looked at him for a while, he finally hugged him up.

Probably because he was a little tired from jumping in front of Duobao Pavilion just now, Cheng An consciously adjusted his posture and leaned against his arms after sitting firmly on his lap.

Seeing that he really didn't alienate himself at all, Yinfeng couldn't help pinching his white and tender face.

The little guy's face is tender and soft, and it doesn't feel too good when pinched, let alone Yin'e and the others, even Kangxi can't help pinching twice sometimes.

Cheng An was already used to being pinched on the face, and would even take the initiative to stick out the right cheek after being pinched on the left side, because he felt that Ama and his brothers would not bear to pinch it hard anyway.

After pinching his left cheek, Yinreng saw that he was bringing the right cheek over, and it took him half a beat to react, and he was a little surprised for a while.

Yinreng didn't know that Kangxi and other brothers had cultivated this habit, but he thought he was close to him, and there was a different feeling in his heart.

The little face that took the initiative to come over was neither white nor white, regardless of what was in his mind, Yinfeng pinched his right cheek twice before letting go.

Not to mention, after pinching the soft little face a few times, the excellent touch made Yinrong feel a little better.

"Your name is Cheng'an?" Yinfeng recalled what Kangxi called him before.

Cheng An nodded: "Yeah."

Although Yinreng hadn't heard the rumors about how favored he was, he could guess the difference between Huang Ama and him just by the name "Cheng'an".

One must know that apart from "Chengrui" and "Chenghu" who died young before, the only ones who could give Huang Ama a nickname are the elder brother Baoqing and him Baocheng.

Chengrui and the others are Huang Ama's earliest heirs, the elder brother is the eldest son in the sequence, and he is the legitimate son. They have different meanings to Huang Ama, which is why they have nicknames.

Yinfeng looked at the person in his arms, and guessed that he probably took the youngest son, but if it was an ordinary youngest son, he might not be treated this way. After all, the eighteenth elder brother was also the youngest son, and he was even loved by Huang Ama, but There is no nickname.

Seeing that his brother suddenly stopped talking, Cheng An lowered his head and laboriously opened the pouch on his waist, took out a piece of milk cake from it and brought it to his mouth: "Eat it, brother."

The milk cake in the purse was not prepared for him by the subordinates, but he packed it himself. Thanks to the fact that the packing time is not too long, and the weather is not too hot, it still maintains its shape.

Yinfeng smelled a scent of milk, looked down and saw the milk cake in front of him, reached out to take it, and then put it into his mouth: "You eat it yourself."

Seeing that his brother didn't eat, Cheng An held the milk cake and slowly gnawed it.

Yinfeng smelled the milky scent wafting from him, and unconsciously reached out to play with the jade pendant on his waist.

The hall suddenly became quiet, only the slight sound of Cheng An nibbling milk cake was occasionally heard.

In the past, when Yinreng was alone in the hall, he was quiet most of the time, but that kind of quietness was full of depression, far from being as peaceful as it is now.

After Cheng An gnawed the milk cake, some residue was inevitable on his hands. He smelled the aroma of milk, and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to lick it.

Seeing that his dignified elder brother wanted to lick his hands, Yinreng came back from his thoughts in an instant, pulled his little hands away from his mouth suddenly, and found that there was no handkerchief around him and he could only call someone in.

Although Kangxi left, he left behind the people who served Cheng An. They who were waiting at the door hastily brought in a handkerchief.