Concubine Wuning

When He Qing got up, her eyelids could hardly be lifted, and she muttered in a low voice, "What time is it?"

"Why don't the slaves go to make soup, and the master sleeps a little longer." San'er's eyes were full of water beads, and he said vigorously.

He Qing huddled under the quilt and yawned for a while, with a sound of sound asleep, a little helpless, "Why did you change the quilt for me again?"

Just because she was afraid that she would fall asleep, He Qing deliberately took a thin quilt, thinking that it would be good to just fall asleep.I didn't want to sleep this way, I slept so comfortably that I almost couldn't get up.San'er was also a little helpless, the master was happy, and she was also happy to see her.After taking a break early, she stood up forcefully.

He Qing closed her eyes and closed her eyes for more than an hour, no more, no less, just a good sleep.Reluctantly getting up to wash and change clothes, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the small kitchen.

All the ingredients to be used have been prepared, and I dare not eat anything at night, but Yongzheng is indeed busy.He Qing made up his mind to get something lighter.First cut the lean meat into pieces, boil in cold water, rinse and drain.Wash and break the sand ginseng into small pieces, wash the polygonatum and lily, put them all in a washed casserole, and cover the pot.

Charcoal was added to the small stove, and the fire was stewed.

San'er waved away the people in the kitchen, brought over two handfuls of embroidered piers, and filled the sugar water stew pot that the imperial chef had prepared earlier.He Qing sat down and took a sip, then put it down, "If you're sleepy, go back and rest."

"The master is here, how can I go back." San'er shook his head lightly, and put the stew pot on the other side of the fire to heat it up.

He Qing took a look, she couldn't eat now, she was washing vegetables and cutting meat with quick hands and feet.Seeing San'er sitting on the side again, he didn't force it, "In the past, you would rush to watch the night when I was resting. If you can't stand it any longer, how can you follow me?"

"The slave is in good health. The master has good things in his daily life, and he never misses the slave. What's more, if you walk around more, you will be more energetic." San'er has long been used to the days of not leaving Heqing every day. When the sun fell and rested for a while, she felt very uncomfortable.

He Qing listened to San'er teasing herself, thinking that San'er was rarely sick, she couldn't help laughing, "I'm a little lazy, so don't always laugh at me. In life, why make yourself miserable for nothing."

San'er pursed her lips, "San'er doesn't feel uncomfortable."

He Qing couldn't see San'er like this, so she nodded quickly, "En En, just make me feel bad."

"Master." San'er glared at He Qing resentfully, this glance made He Qing shiver all the time, holding a small fan that fanned the flames, and slapped San'er, "Be more serious."

San'er chuckled and stopped talking.

He Qing turned her body to the small stove, put her hands between her legs, "When you got up, was there any movement in the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

"Same as before, just a minister of military aircraft. He took a cup of tea and brought some papers out of the palace. Chen Fu also came here specially to say that the emperor issued the door key today, and no one will see him. Just approve the papers. The emperor is busy. It is common to close your eyes again in the third or fifth watch. So I remind the servants not to disturb the master, and to persuade the emperor on the way."

He Qing was stunned, and raised his chin slightly, "It looks like I'm just here to eat."

"Master, isn't he up?"

"I almost couldn't get up." He Qing murmured angrily.

San'er looked sideways, quietly watching He Qing's face, a little worried, "Is the master not feeling well?"

He Qing raised her brows and responded, "I feel a little hot."

"Here, master, let's go back and let the slaves guard it." San'er couldn't help becoming anxious, but He Qing waved his hand disapprovingly, and pulled San'er's cuff, "What's the hurry, maybe I went to bed too early. Getting up in the middle of the night to toss about again. She is not a young girl in her teens, so she will naturally feel a little unhappy."

San'er turned his eyebrows, "Master, don't be lazy in the palace from now on."

"Am I lazy?" He Qing felt very innocent. When she was busy every day and only had an hour or two to rest after meals, why San'er had such a big reaction to her occasionally snuggling up.

He Qing's suspicious expression met eyes full of anxiety and worry, and she lost her breath immediately, "The two have nothing to do with each other."

"A day's plan lies in the morning. It is the master who makes the slave exercise every day. It can be seen that the slave's health is also obtained in this way. But the master spends three days fishing and two days drying the net. How can it be good?" San'er was not convinced. , is very controversial.

He Qing was pleased with San'er's eloquence on the one hand, and proud of San'er's cuteness to her. As for other accusations, he would go in one ear and out the other, nodding with a smile, "I know how to read medical books, so I naturally understand."

San'er couldn't help but sneered, "Then master precepts and deeds, talk to San'er?"

"You still don't understand." He Qing said very grandly.

For a moment, He Qing looked sleepy, squatting on her lap.

Seeing this, San'er was angry and impatient, and wanted to stomp his legs in annoyance, but was also afraid that He Qing would really fall asleep.After scratching his ears and cheeks for a while, he stared blankly at the stove again, secretly lost in thought.

When Jing'er came in, the soup was almost done.He Qing seemed to be in a trance, and seemed to be in a dream. He rubbed his eyes again and poured out the soup.

The journey was smooth and unimpeded, Su Peisheng got Yongzheng's order, and happily invited He Qing to come in without a pass.

Yongzheng's spirit had long been weak, he put down the pen and paper, and rubbed his brows.He Qing served the soup cup, "This soup has been simmering for an hour, and it has a strong fragrance. Fourth master is about to drink it, let's rest earlier."

When the lid of the soup cup is opened for the first time, the fragrance is overflowing.

Yongzheng nodded involuntarily, "Why don't you bring the bowl?"

On weekdays, Yongzheng is just a little taste.He Qing is also mainly interested in the medicinal effect of the soup, so every time he eats it in a small cup, Yongzheng also enjoys it in the soup cup, which is just right.He Qing is also used to it, and there is no need to add another bowl from now on. When Yongzheng said that He Qing was a little strange, "What do you want a bowl for?"

"Aren't you going to taste the soup made with such painstaking care?" Yongzheng teased.

He Qing raised her chin, a pair of apricot eyes slowly curved into a crescent, and looked at Yongzheng, "Fourth Master, is this preventing me from using sleeping pills in secret or do you not believe in my cooking skills?"

Yongzheng took a sip of the soup, and answered irrelevantly, "Good soup."

He Qing's face turned pale, with a hint of complacency, "It's easy to say, but the soup is the most important thing. It's worth eight hundred if you make it, not to mention one thousand. Besides, I've tasted it a long time ago, so it can't be bad." After a pause, "Since Si Ye said it's a good soup, it's hard to say if you don't eat it clean."

Yong Zheng was glad that He Qing didn't completely tease him, there were only some soup ingredients in front of him, Yong Zheng didn't respond, but he lowered his head and silently drank most of He Qing's soup, which shows his attitude.Say no more, say less.Yongzheng pushed the soup cup to He Qing again, "Eat all the meat."

He Qing frowned, "It's also used to make soup, and this meat is also useful."

"It's not for recuperation, so what's the point?" Yongzheng wiped his mouth, and then divided the memorial patiently before him.

Seeing this, He Qing had no choice but to quarrel for more than an hour, and Yong Zhengyi told her that although she was not hungry, she still had to eat a little bit, which was no problem.Yongzheng waited for He Qing for a while, but for Wei Zhu, who had more to do with the summary of the memorial than later, it was rare that he lost a piece of important work.

Yongzheng changed his clothes, and after whispering, He Qing let him lie on the bed, and He Qing wrung a warm cloth towel and applied it to Yongzheng's face.He Qing, who was very skilled, massaged several acupuncture points on Yongzheng's head. After a while, Yongzheng couldn't stop closing his eyes and fell asleep.

He Qing wanted to give Yongzheng a shoulder massage, but was afraid of disturbing him.Therefore, he didn't stop on his hands, and continued to knead patiently for a while, until his hands were sore and limp, then he gave up.

When he woke up the next day, the news that Yu Yongzheng entered the Zhongcui Palace with his front foot, and returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation hand in hand with the imperial concubine with his back foot, also spread inside and outside the palace.Those who are a little bit interested, also know about the fact that the imperial concubine made soup with plain hands.All these kinds of things made people of this generation sigh.

As the saying goes, a hero is saddened by a beauty.The emperor has spoiled the imperial concubine all his life, and until today, it seems that it has been so clearly shown on his face.Although the two of them get along as plain as ordinary people, it shows the preciousness of their affection.

The direction of the wind came up brightly, and it turned out that most of the people who were close to Si Beizi had left.Maybe there are some, but they are not consciously tucking their tails to be human.There was a constant stream of people in front of the Prince Duan's mansion, and Hong Yan was so annoyed that he went straight into the palace to greet He Qing.

Not to mention Prince Duan's mansion, even in the palace, when Concubine Qi paid her respects, her complexion became a little more faint for no reason.

He Qing knew that every movement of Yongzheng represented a different meaning.If you add yourself, the simple things will become much more complicated.Whether it's herself or her son, Concubine Qi has really seen a lot and calmed down a lot until today.Concubine Yu, on the other hand, complimented her well.

Concubine Qi is a joke about this, but it's a pity that there are too few concubines, and there is no joy and excitement in complimenting He Qing.He Qing thanked her for this, and touched her forehead indifferently, and said that it would be better to be quiet.

When Hongzhu came, there were still two Xiaochang in front of Heqing's gate.In Hongzhu's memory, there are only a few people who can call him Erniang.Maopin took advantage of this when she was young, but later on, Hongzhe carefully avoided these backyard women.As time goes by, even Concubine Yu only knows about Hongjue, and at the annual banquets and festivities, she only has a chance to meet him.Later, Hong Yan didn't have to avoid it at all, and he seldom went back to the mansion.

What's more, he is an elder brother who has a family, and his concubines are a little shy.Also because of elder brother's contention, Hongzhu also lost a lot of embarrassment.

Hong Zhe was very caring about people, and he was very intelligent and reticent since he was a child.Even in the eyes of outsiders, he is a blockbuster who can choke people to death with a single sentence.But today, when Xiaochang saw Hongzhang from a distance, he was so frightened by Hongzhang's arrogant and imposing posture that he left quickly.

To this, Hong Yan was stingy and didn't give half a glance. Instead, he restrained his face solemnly, like a spring breeze, "Why is aunt standing at the door?"

The imposing manner was retracted and released freely, Hongzhu's face was the same as before, San'er couldn't help saluting in relief.Hongxuan raised his hand indifferently to help him, San'er looked melancholy, and said lightly, "Master has been feverish for the past two days, and can't sleep at night. No, let the servant cook some brown sugar and ginger soup to go and go. The prince is here today. Yes, I still hope to coax the master patiently."

"It's natural." Hong Yan frowned, but looked carefully but it was as usual, just turned sideways, "Since this is the case, auntie, go quickly."

"Thank you, my lord, this servant will leave." San'er bowed and retreated.

Hong Zhe's eyes flicked from San'er, and there was a handsome figure there.