The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 357
Originally thought that he would have to overcome all obstacles to get the crown prince, but Huang Ama actually recognized him.

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Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Su Peisheng felt overwhelmed by the flattery. He never thought that Liang Jiugong, the chief eunuch, would even have someone prepare some snacks for him.

Su Peisheng stared dumbfounded at Liang Jiugong, who brought a cup of hot wolfberry and red date tea with a big smile on his face.

The slaves in the Hall of Mental Cultivation have always been the masters who adapt to the wind.

At this moment, Su Peisheng suddenly had a thought that made his blood boil.

From now on, maybe. He will stand in this Hall of Mental Cultivation and become the biggest servant in the Forbidden City, serving the master of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Su Peisheng suppressed his excitement, and took the teacup and snacks from Liang Jiugong's hand more respectfully.

The masters in the Hall of Mental Cultivation completed the silent handover ceremony.

And outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the slaves, old and young, seemed to have completed the handover of missions invisibly.

In the nameless courtyard.

Nian Yaoyue put the boiled medicine on the small red clay stove to simmer, and waited for Fourth Master to come back to drink it for him.

It was rare for the sun to come out today, so she asked Jinyu to prepare hot water, sit in the sun, and prepare to wash her hair.

Ancient people liked to use hair oil, because the hair was rarely cut, and only occasionally trimmed bangs and the like, so I seldom washed my hair.

But Nian Yaoyue couldn't stand it, she had to wash her hair every other day in summer, and had to wash her hair every three days in winter when it was cold.

At this time, she bent over and rubbed the fragrant soap on her hair wet with hot water.

The elegant and light aloe fragrance came, and she didn't need to look up to know that the fourth master was back.

"Well, there is a medicinal soup on the small stove that is good for the intestines and stomach. I'll drink it first."

Nian Yaoyue told fourth master while washing her hair.

"Don't move~"

Yinzhen was still wearing court dress and court beads, now he rolled up his sleeves, ran his slender fingertips through Nian Shi's hair, and began to focus on washing her black hair.

The strength between the fourth master's fingers was just right, Nian Yaoyue hummed comfortably, so she let the fourth master comb her hair.

After combing her hair, Nian Yaoyue sat in front of the dressing table with her hair loose.

She propped her chin on one hand, and watched from the bronze mirror that Fourth Master was seriously drying her hair inch by inch with a kerchief.

"I'm very happy to see you today~" Nian Yaoyue's tone was determined.

Jinyu, who was holding a tray at the side, secretly slandered that Prince Yong was famous for his ice bumps.

Except for the matter of the master, whether it is great sorrow or great joy, there will always be a frozen face with no expression.

Anyway, she couldn't see the difference between Prince Yong's expression at this moment and his usual one.

"Everyone go down~" Yinzhen tied Nian's hair with familiar techniques, then went around in front of Nian, took Luo Zidai, and painted her favorite distant mountain eyebrow for Nian.

"Huang Ama gave the sacrificial meat to the Lord alone."

Yinzhen's tone was calm, and he couldn't relax until he ascended the throne.

The deposed prince has been the prince for nearly 40 years, and in the end he was not deposed just because he was deposed, and was deposed twice by Huang Ama.

"what!"

Excited, Nian Yaoyue suddenly stood up, but forgot that Fourth Master was helping her draw eyebrows. At this moment, Luo Zidai brushed across her eyebrows and flew obliquely into her temples.

Lord Kangxi even rewarded the fourth master with sacrificial meat, which only the emperor and the prince can enjoy alone.

The meaning of Lord Kangxi couldn't be more obvious. He has already appointed Fourth Lord as the heir apparent.

While Nian Yaoyue was excited, she quickly woke up from the great news.

"No, no, the crown prince has been the heir apparent for almost 40 years, so he will be abolished if he wants to. Lord, we absolutely must not let anyone know that Lord Kangxi rewarded the Lord with sacrifices to heaven!"

But there are many people in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, who can guarantee that this news will not spread?

If it gets out, Fourth Master will become the target of public criticism, Nian Yaoyue began to think about how to block the news in her mind.

"Since Huang Ama is unwilling to speak out, she will definitely not announce this matter."

Yinzhen wiped the snails on the tip of Nian's eyebrows clean with his soft fingertips.

"You don't have to worry about the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Now even Liang Jiugong is kind to him, and there are people arranged by him in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so this news will not be let out.

In October, Lord Kangxi ordered the canonization of the third, fifth, and seventh sons of the older princes as his eldest sons.

Only jumping over Prince Yong, Nian Yaoyue was sitting in Huier's courtyard at this time.

"Hui'er, are you unhappy that your emperor didn't enshrine you as Prince Yong's son?" Nian Yaoyue could see that Hui'er was in a gloomy mood.

She knew in her heart that fourth master was going to be the emperor in the future, so Lord Kangxi deliberately didn't make Hui'er his eldest son.

"Is it true that Huang Mafa doesn't like his son, so he surpassed his son alone, and even the sons of the fifth and seventh emperor uncles were granted titles, but the son did not!"

As the eldest son, Honghui has always been overwhelmed by his fourth brother Hongli. Huangmafa always praises Hongli, but rarely praises him. Honghui knows that the candidate for Prince Yong's son in Huangmafa's heart should be Hongli .

It's just that because of the existence of his son, he also felt that he was not worthy of being a son, so he simply didn't make Prince Yong's son.

"Stupid child, you just need to remember that your ama has you in his heart, and you will still be the one to decide from now on!"

Nian Yaoyue reached out and patted her son's shoulder to comfort her.

"Hui'er, don't panic, everything has its own mother!"

Sifu Jin Yixian sighed softly, she knew in her heart that Lord Long Live still liked that concubine Hongli more.

At this moment, seeing the scene of deep affection between Hui Er and Nian Shi, Yi Xian only finds it dazzling.

These two are not mother and son, but the relationship between aunt and nephew, but they are more intimate than her, the mother-in-law who raised Honghui.

"Master, Imperial Physician Zhou has come to take your pulse~" Jin Yu led Imperial Physician Zhou here.

"Let him in!"

It's no wonder that Nian Yaoyue is so anxious. It's been 60 years since Kangxi, and she has been married into the palace for a full ten years. Ever since she gave birth to Xiao Gege, she has nothing to do.

Concubine De was always talking about the absence of a baby laughing and laughing in Fourth Master's backyard, and sent women to Fourth Master every now and then.

Doctor Zhou had to take Nianshi's pulse every day, it was strange, Nianshi and the prince were in good health, and in the past ten years, Nianshi was almost the only favorite of the housekeepers.

But nothing came out again, what went wrong?

"Master, you are all well."

Nian Yaoyue sighed in disappointment when she heard Zhou Taiyi's old tune.

"Then why can't I get pregnant? It's been so many years."

You must know that the little rice cake in history gave birth to three sons and a daughter for the fourth master, but now she only has a little princess under her knee.

Where did the destined third son go?
Seeing Hui'er looking at her with eyes full of concern, Nian Yaoyue's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly realized.

Three sons and one daughter!
Hui'er, Sheng'er, and Xi'er are the third sons!
(End of this chapter)