Qing Dynasty Crossover

Chapter 542
Qi Luo walked slowly to the palace where Hongli lived. It was not far from Yongshou Palace, and it was the closest to him among all his sons. Besides, Hongli didn't often live in Elder Brother's residence. Whenever he had the opportunity, he would live in The side hall of Yongshou Palace said that he wanted to listen to Er Niang's teachings. It was not until the beginning of this year that he moved away from Yongshou Palace under Yinzhen's unkind eyes. Thinking of their father and son looking at each other without giving in, Qi Luo couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly , Hongli was the most daring among his sons, daring to argue and dispute when Yongzheng was cold-faced.

Hongmin's temperament is a little softer, he will never be able to face Yongzheng's anger directly like Hongli, he usually adopts a roundabout strategy, and Hongzhou Qiluo not only has a headache for himself, but even Yinzhen may feel that Headache, his naughty and ghostly ideas can make people laugh and cry, loves to play and make trouble, he is the happiest son, especially now that he is about to be treated as a boy, and some people accompany him to mess around, and recently he is a little bit Reluctant to miss Shu, Qi Luo sighed, and after persuading Hongli, he wanted to arrest Hongzhou and teach him well.

"Greetings to the empress." The maids saluted one after another, Qi Luo stepped into the main hall, looked around, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Hongli? It's so late and you haven't eaten yet?"

"If you go back to your mother, the fifth prince is in the study." Qi Luo walked directly through the corridor to the study. She personally arranged the residences of the sons, and even arranged the furnishings inside, so they are very familiar. , the court lady opened the red silk embroidered curtain, and Qi Luo walked in.

At this moment, Hongli was sitting behind the desk and practicing calligraphy. There was a sandalwood bookcase next to it, which was filled with all kinds of books. There were also a few rare antiques on the Babao Pavilion. With a touch of bright colors, some brightly colored antique vases are specially placed, and celebrity calligraphy and paintings are also hung on the snow-white walls. Due to the influence of Qi Luo, Hongli does not like incense, so the octagonal gold-plated incense burner does not burn incense. Just put it quietly in a corner.

"Xiao Yue, what do you think of the writing in this painting?" Yue Chan, who was wearing a powder blue palace dress and a delicate white jade hairpin on his head, stood at the side, put down the millstone, approached Hongli, and twisted She glanced with a faint brow, "How can the servant know whether it is good or bad? It just looks neater."

"I'm afraid it's hard to hear good things from you, my lord." Hongli looked at the book in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "If you want to hear good things, you won't let your slaves stand by your side to serve you." There was a slight smile on Yue Zhan's pink cheeks, her upturned little nose was wrinkled upwards, her black grape-like eyes were turning round and round, which made her a little more aura and cuteness .

Hongli glanced sideways, obviously a little dazed, Qi Luo squinted his eyes, seeing this scene of red sleeves adding fragrance, his heart skipped a beat, and he coughed softly "cough cough"

"Er Niang, why are you here?" Hongli couldn't care less about the appointment anymore, got up and greeted him, seeing the green snow falling on his Er Niang's shoulders, he patted it off with his own hands, helped Qi Luo untie his cloak, and brought a little Worried, "Emiang, if you miss your son, just ask someone to call you. There was a bit of wind outside just now. If you find some shade, my son will feel uneasy."

Hongli grabbed Qi Luo's slightly cool hand, frowned tightly, and said displeasedly to Ziying next to him, "Why didn't you use the hand stove? Don't you know that Erniang can't stand the cold?"

"Slaves should be damned." Qi Luo pulled Hongli to sit on the chair, and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, it's just a few steps away, and Er Niang didn't just pinch her face, how could she really catch a cold?"

"Er Niang." Hongli elongated his voice, the worry in his eyes did not lessen, and even supported Qi Luo's forehead. Seeing that it was indeed the same as usual, he heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and ordered, "Take what Er Niang likes." Bring snacks and snacks." After a while, the maids arranged pastries and snacks of various colors, and Yue Zhan personally served the brewed plum tea, and said softly, "My lady, please use."

Qi Luo took the tureen and looked at her calmly. In the past few years, she has become more and more beautiful. Although she is not the most beautiful, her body is so clean and her eyes are clear, which is really rare. Take a look. Hongli, who was helping himself with nuts, "Go down first, I have something to say to Hongli."

"Wait, bring me another charcoal basin." Hongli slapped his head and ordered again. After everything was arranged according to the instructions, the temperature in the study room was much higher than before. Drinking warm plum tea, Qi Luo's forehead Slightly sweating, Hongli put the finished nuts on the porcelain plate beside Qi Luo, and said with a smile, "Emiang, my son knows you like it, so I found it for you, but you can't use it too much, it hurts your stomach." Not good."

Qi Luo put the white porcelain gilt-edged tureen on the table, looked at the hazelnuts and other nuts, Hongli really had no choice but to be filial, "Son, do you have any ideas about Yue Zhan?"

Hongli blushed, scratched his forehead, and didn't know how to say, "Mother, son, I don't know what's going on, I just want her to be by my side."

"Hongli, you are a prince and you have always been sensible, so you naturally understand that your Fujin can never be a promise." Qi Luo knows Hongli's precocity, and rarely treats him like a child, and usually says some things directly, "Er Niang I also like Yue Zhan, but her identity is not suitable, and what does she think?"

"Emiang, it's enough that the son won't treat her badly." Hongli showed a bit of monopoly, as if this was a matter of course, Qi Luo sighed secretly, this is a feudal society, how can slaves have any rights here?

"Hongli, you are still young, and Erniang doesn't want you to be distracted. If she doesn't want to in the future, you can't force her. Remember what you promised Erniang back then."

"Son knows, mother-in-law is at ease." Hongli looked nonchalant and confident. Qi Luo thought of the Qingming in Yue's eyes just now, and Hongli might not be very sure. His current age should also be right. It is only right for the opposite sex to have some thoughts, but even so, Qi Luo still dragged Hongli to explain that he was not at ease, and he was not allowed to do nonsense.

"Er Niang." Hongli's voice was very long, as if he had grown up, "Is this what you are talking about when you come to my son today? My son knows that homework is important now, why do I care about other things?"

"Since you know what's in your heart, then I won't say much." Qi Luo picked up the snack and ate it. Hongli carefully massaged her shoulders and said softly, "Emiang, Emiang, my son will be filial to you, It won't make you sad or angry."

Qi Luo wiped off the pastry residues on her hands with a handkerchief, patted Hongli's hand on her shoulder, and said softly, "Emiang came here today, firstly because I haven't seen you for a few days, secondly because I want to I want to tell you about Hong Zhou."

Hongli slowly turned to Qi Luo, squatted halfway beside her, put his hands on her knees, looked up at his mother, and said seriously, "My son knows what my mother is worried about. Blessing, although my son was a little envious, he didn't take it to heart, please rest assured, Er Niang, I always remember what you said, Hongzhou is my real brother."

Qi Luo caressed Hongli's brows and eyes, very relieved, blinked and said, "Emiang always thinks that Hong Zhou is really a coincidence, and his temperament is not calm enough, so he is not suitable, and your Huang Ama also has something in his heart." Proper, you can rest assured that you can think of Er Niang like this."

Hongli approached Qi Luo's arms, smelling the leisurely fragrance of plum that reassured him, slowly closed his eyes, and said softly, "Emiang, brother Hongli knows, Hongzhou is still young, a son is the most suitable , and" paused for a moment, then said slowly, "After the New Year this year, Huang Ama once called her son to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to give venison to her."

"Venison?" Hongli hummed with surprise in his eyes, and Qi Luo sighed softly, "Hongli, based on this alone, the emperor knows how to cherish his son better than the previous emperor. Your emperor Ama really loves you all." It will."

After a long while in Hongli, he said, "Emiang, what you taught you can't just look at people one-sidedly. Huang Mafa is also a wise monarch. Of course Huang Ama is also wise, but my son still thinks Huang Mafa is more important."

"They each have their own strengths, Hongli, Erniang didn't say that your Huangma law is not good, but I just hope you can see your Huangma's difficulties, you." Qi Luo frowned slightly, it is not suitable for Hongli to get in touch with political affairs now, It will make Yinzhen suspicious, and it is not good for their father and son's family relationship, "When you have a chance in the future, you can go to the Ministry of Households to look up the yearbooks of previous years, and you will know what your Huang Ama has done. Now you just need to remember the emperor. It’s just a good Ama who loves you.”

"My son will never forget." Hongli seemed to have retreated from his shrewdness, and whispered interesting things in Qi Luo's arms to make her happy. The mother and son chatted and laughed for a long time. Qi Luo looked at the time, and it was past noon. , "Have you eaten yet?"

"It's hard for Er Niang to come to my son. How about eating here today? My son is going to prepare some food for Er Niang." Before Qi Luo agreed, Hongli got up and walked out quickly. Qi Luo sighed, "This Hong Calendar." Feeling a bit sweet in her mouth, she took a sip of tea, and at this time the maid came in and said, "Your Majesty, the meal is ready, please move."

Qi Luo got up and walked into the side hall and saw that various dishes had already been placed on the round table, the red and green ones were very bright and delicious, especially the seafood soup in the middle of which was placed in a white porcelain sea bowl exudes a very strong smell. With a strong fresh fragrance, Hongli pulled Qi Luo to sit on the main seat. Seeing Qi Luo's gaze fell on the seafood soup, he smiled and picked up a small white porcelain bowl with carp carved on it, and personally filled a full bowl and put it on the table. In front of Qi Luo, she raised her eyebrows, "Drink some thick soup to warm your stomach first. The seafood soup made in my son's small kitchen is very authentic, and my son likes it very much. Would you like to try it?"

Qi Luo stirred it with a spoon, took a sip, felt the fragrance on his lips and teeth, and the taste was very delicious, he nodded and praised, "It's really good." After a while, the soup bowl bottomed out, Hongli saw that Qi Luo's appetite was so good , Another bowl was served to her, and she was not in a hurry to eat, but to serve her own mother.

Seeing that Qi Luo had almost used it, he ate two mouthfuls indiscriminately. Qi Luo was very moved and wanted to add food to Hongli, but he didn't know why his head suddenly became dizzy, his chest felt tight, and he could hardly breathe. Covering his chest, "cough cough cough cough Hongli"

"Er Niang, what's the matter with you?" Hongli put down the seafood soup he hadn't drunk yet, seeing Qi Luo's face was livid and bloodless, he anxiously supported her, "Er Niang, Er Niang, don't scare your son."

Leaning on Hongli, Qi Luo couldn't bear the churning in his stomach anymore, his throat was salty, and with a puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he closed his eyes, and was unconscious, leaving Hongli anxious and tearful , shouted hoarsely, "Er Niang."

Ps Hehe, this chapter can have 3500 words, I am quite kind, but it is not very kind here, please forgive me.

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