Qing Dynasty Crossover

Chapter 593 Hongli is sick
Yinzhen personally named them, Jingba is called pompom, but Persian cat is called thread ball, Qi Luo's face was covered with black lines at the time, when Qi Jue heard these two names when he saw them, his face was so pretty and his eyebrows were raised. He stared at the puppy and cat, and then glanced at Yinzhen beside him.

Qi Jue smiled, and said solemnly, "I didn't expect my brother-in-law to love the word ball so much. Also, look at the pompom, but the thread ball is often wrapped in my sister's arms. I think my sister loves it very much."

Qi Luo laughed lightly, poked Qiuqiu's head, and said softly, "No matter how much I like it, I can't compare with Qiuqiu. Compared with puppies and cats, I don't think I'm inferior? The emperor just named it at random, how could he be so arrogant?" How much do you think?"

"Really?" Qi Jue and Yinzhen looked at each other, and then they nodded almost at the same time, Qi Jue even sat beside Qi Luo under Yinzhen's stern eyes, teasing the puppy, Qi Luo could only helplessly smile, Are they really caring about themselves, or are they fighting against each other?I'm afraid even they themselves can't tell the difference.

Two months later, under Qi Luo's repeated pleading, Yinzhen reluctantly agreed with her to move back to Penglai Fengtai.Looking at the familiar decorations in front of him, Qi Luo took a deep breath. It was still comfortable. Although Yinzhen could be seen every day in Qinzheng Hall, it was still a bit stiff, far inferior to that of Penglai Feng. The warmth of the platform.

"Your Majesty, this is the fresh loquat sent by the fifth elder brother. Now there are still loquats. It can be seen that the fifth elder brother has taken care." Ziying put the tray full of loquats on the table. Holding the writing brush, without raising his head, he said in a low voice, "Go and tell him, don't waste your heart on eating, I don't need anything, as long as he remembers what I said, it is his filial piety."

"You don't see fifth elder brother?" Qi Luo put down his pen. Ever since he saw Yinzhen working hard for the government, he complained to Hongli in his heart. Luo could feel his determination and perseverance. Hongli was born too smoothly. While he was still filial and obedient, the lesson this time must be profound, and history must not repeat itself.

"No, I want to practice calligraphy." Ziying was about to speak again to persuade her, but Qi Luo raised her head and gave her a displeased glance, and then Ziying stepped back silently, and told Hongli who was waiting outside what Qi Luo said.

"Fifth elder brother, you also know your mother's nature, so it's okay to come back in a few days." Ziying saw that Hongli looked a little confused, and he had also lost weight recently. Apart from sighing silently, she really didn't know why It's better to persuade.

Since the incident at Fengxiandian, Qi Luo has never seen Hongli alone again, and even when Hongli paid his respects according to the rules, he was always indifferent and didn't say a word.This made Hongli, who had always respected and loved Qi Luo, at a loss. While doing errands for Yinzhen, he desperately searched for Qi Luo's favorite things, hoping to get his mother's forgiveness. He is still the most filial son.

Hongli drooped his head, glanced at the gate of the palace that was close at hand, but never rushed in. He really couldn't bear his mother's indifference and indifference to him, and heard thunder in the distance. The sky is already covered with thick dark clouds, and the strong wind is shaking the branches and rustling, maybe it will be a heavy rain.

Gritting her teeth, Hongli opened her skirt and knelt outside Penglai Fengtai. Ziying stepped forward and said, "Fifth elder brother, who is this? You can't do this."

"Go and tell your mother that if you don't forgive your son, you won't get up." The heavy raindrops fell on Hongli's body, instantly wet his clothes, and the rainwater flowed down his cheeks. Hongli felt wronged and envious , jealous, never thought that my mother's affection for Huang Ama was so deep, and she couldn't tolerate others saying anything bad.

After he was in the Fengxian Palace, he also thought to himself that Huang Ama is indeed a rare monarch, not inferior to Huang Mafa. He raised his head, and the cold rain fell on his face. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, as if In the dim sky, the neglected childhood events in the depths of memory came to my mind one after another, Yinzhen's concern and teaching, Qi Luo's love, he also said at the beginning that Huang Ama is the best Ama
"Your Majesty, Brother Fifth has been kneeling outside for more than half an hour, and it's still raining heavily." Ziying came to Qi Luo's side again, and persuaded softly, "My servant is worried that Brother Fifth will not be able to hold on, and he has lost weight recently. Some."

Hearing the sound of rain, Qi Luo put the brush on the pen holder, picked up the white marble Crouching Tiger paperweight and played with it in his hand, the rain was heavy outside, and he couldn't see clearly, but he could see a kneeling figure, pinching the paperweight Be tighter, why doesn't she feel sorry for Hongli, but he used the most useless method, the most disappointing method, Qi Luo despises this kind of self-inflicted behavior.

I don't know how long it took, Hongli felt someone approaching, and held an umbrella on his head. Looking up, it turned out to be Qi Jue, who was wearing a military uniform, opened his mouth, and slowly spit out a few words, "Little uncle, Hongli .Hongli"

Qi Jue sighed, and pulled Hongli up from the ground. While Hongli was struggling, he knocked off the oil umbrella. Qi Jue grabbed Hongli's collar, and said loudly with a serious face, "What are you doing? Sister taught me Have you forgotten what you said? Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin, you will make my sister feel even more uncomfortable, and will not forgive you."

"Little uncle, what else can I do if I don't do this?" Hongli suddenly woke up, and he remembered what Qi Luo said at that time, and he was even more frustrated. He shook his body, pushed Qi Jue away and walked back, with a hoarse voice In the heavy rain came "Emiang, my son really got it wrong, Huang Ama is the person my son admires most, Emiang. Emiang"

Qi Jue's eyes were silent, he picked up the oil umbrella, sighed, walked into Penglai Fengtai, saw that the military uniform was already soaked, Mother Qin took out dry clothes, Qi Jue shook his head and refused, and then became intimate with his sister, the foreign minister still There was a difference, and he said, "No need, I have to go back after I have a few words with my sister."

Qi Luo walked over from the study at this time, glanced at Qi Jue who was wet all over, and couldn't say what he wanted him to change. He went forward and took a towel, and wiped off the rain on his head and face. He asked, "Has Hongli gone back? How does he look?"

"Sister, you obviously care about the fifth elder brother, but you don't show him good face, it will hurt Hongli." Qi Jue didn't know the details, and he cared more for Hongli who was raised by him since he was a child, Qi Luo stopped hand, and sighed softly, "Qiaoqiu, you don't understand, Hongli has let me down so much, if I don't teach him a lesson, wouldn't it be even more sad if he really does such stupid things in the future?"

Qi Jue frowned. He hadn't heard of what Hongli had caused recently. How could he make his sister so sad?Looking at the torrential rain outside, Qi Luo was also very anxious, Hongli should not get sick.

There is a saying that good spirits are not spirits that are bad. Hongli really caught a cold, with a cold towel on his head, and lay weak on the bed. According to the doctor's words, it was actually not that serious, and he would recover after a few days of recuperation. But Hongli's heart and eyes are very active, and naturally he will make a third of his illness. His own mother has always been soft-hearted, and she will not stop seeing him.

But after waiting for two days in a row, but there was no movement from Qi Luo, Hongli really got angry, and there were little blisters at the corner of his mouth.His Fujin Fucha family and two side Fujin surrounded Hongli who was sick.

Hongli was very impatient, he couldn't see what he wanted to see, but he always twittered in his ears when he was bored, and ordered, "Fu Jin, you go back first, it's good to have a small appointment."

Mrs. Fucha smiled generously, and nodded to Xiaoyue who was holding the soup, "Since I said so, I will trouble you to serve me, and just send someone to let me know if there is something to do."

"Yes, Fujin." Xiaoyue leaned over to salute, and noticed the knife-like eyes of other women, feeling a little sad in his heart, and Fucha left with the unwilling side Fujin.

"Master, drink the medicine." Xiao Yue helped Hongli up, and carefully fed the soup. Hongli saw the trace of resentment in her eyes, and promised in a low voice, "Xiao Yue, remember, I will go to Huang Amana next year." Please order, canonize you as a side Fujin, the Lord will not treat you lightly."

Xiaoyue didn't care about these things, and said, "It's good if you have this heart, I believe in you." It's also a kind of satisfaction to be by Hongli's side. Hongli hugged Xiaoyue, wanting to be gentle , the sound of asking for peace came from outside, "Slave greets the empress."

Hongli let go of Xiaoyue, great surprise burst out in his eyes, he lay on the bed nimbly, put the thrown towel back on his forehead, half-closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoyue, don't let your forehead The mother saw the flaw."

When Qi Luo walked in, he saw Hongli lying on the bed weakly, his complexion was a little dark yellow, his heart tightened, he hurriedly stepped forward, looked carefully for a long time, then pinched Hongli, the pretending prime minister, hard. Turning around and walking out, Hongli grabbed Qi Luo, the towel on his forehead fell off, and he called pitifully, "Mother, my son is really sick, it's true."

Qi Luo poked his forehead with a finger like a spring onion, and hummed softly, "If you dare to make mistakes in the future, see if I can spare you."

"Don't dare, dare not." Hongli shook his head again and again, approached Qi Luo's shoulder, and said softly, "Emiang, my son really understands what Huang Ama has done for the Qing Dynasty. My son's short-sightedness has disappointed you."

"Hongli, there is actually something wrong with your Huang Ama. Er Niang once said that no one is perfect, and only those who appear at the most appropriate time are the most suitable. The situation of your Huang Mafa in his later years is only you. Huang Ama is the most suitable."

"En." Hongli responded, leaning against his mother's side, he felt very comfortable and warm, and didn't want to move a little bit, Qi Luo stroked Hongli's sunken cheek, and then said, "Don't take your own body in the future. Letting out your anger, kneeling down and begging to forgive Eniang is the most intolerable."

"My son has grown up, so he won't be like this anymore." Qi Luo said a few words to Hongli, and saw him, Fujin, come in with a side Fujin to greet him, pinched Hongli's hand, and said with a half-smile "Hongli, you are really talented. It's only been a few years, and you have produced so many women for Er Niang. You really have grown up."

"Emiang, my son has a headache." Hongli closed his eyes, and secretly complained that these women didn't wink at all. Why did they come to pay their respects at this time, but he forgot that these women knew very well in his heart. He is the most important person, no matter what, he must leave a good impression on the empress.

(End of this chapter)