Return to the Qing Dynasty (1)

The tip of the nose was wrapped around the scent of scent. The smell was a bit familiar and unfamiliar. It seemed that I had smelled it somewhere, but I really couldn't remember it. This feeling made Lin Yutong, who was still in the pain of being torn and broken, confused!

Then he suddenly shuddered and he woke up.

"Empress, you are awake." The voice in my ears was a little anxious, but the name of "Empress" has been saying goodbye for many years.

She remembered that this smell had indeed smelled. It was when she first became Ulanara. The incense she used was this smell. The smell that was infected with her year-round was taken by Lin Yutong for a long time to get rid of it.

What's wrong now?

Become the Ulanara again?

She opened her eyes eagerly, and the square inch was full of plain white color.

She had never used such a silly and dim tent in her life. Fortunately, the scene in front of her was different from the situation she was sober at the beginning. Then she smiled again. At that time, she was the fourth concubine, and at most she was called "master". How could this empress call her casually?

Just in a daze, the tent was lifted up, and a woman wearing a duck egg green cheongsam palace outfit with two hairs combing her hair into her eyes, "Empress, you are awake. I'm sweating, I'm relieved all over? The imperial doctor is marching outside the hall..."

I stopped talking at this point, and I was waiting for my instructions.

Lin Yutong sat upright and held the wrist of her right hand with her left hand, then frowned. The pulse was overworked, and she was depressed in her chest and caught a cold, but these were all minor problems. What’s important is that her body was damaged, and she looked at her pulse, and she was quite old, and she was at least forty.

"Get the mirror." Lin Yutong leaned on the pillow and hit the person in front of her.

But the person in front of him didn't leave, and another girl came again, holding a small mirror, which was a diorama, and looked very carefully.

Lin Yutong raised her head and looked at the person in the mirror.

Still that feeling, familiar and unfamiliar.

She is indeed familiar with this face, but it doesn't look like it. Even when she was sixty, she didn't look so miserable.

People say that appearance is born from the heart, but I am afraid that this is true.

A body, a different state of mind, and a different temperament, is like a different person.

Lin Yutong waved her hand and felt a little unbelievable. Is this back?

"Where is the master?" She raised her head and asked hurriedly.

The girl who was flirting with the tent paused, "I don't know. I think I should be in the imperial study."

Lin Yutong actually regretted it as soon as she asked. You can't say this nonsense. This is called spying on the Emperor Sect. I haven't lived such a life for many years, and I'm really not used to it. "Let's go out first..."

Before I finished speaking, I heard that it was messy outside.

Lin Yutong vaguely heard something, "Long live Master is coming here."

Before she could react, the whole bedroom was in chaos. The girls were in a hurry to get clothes and decorations, and someone rushed to twist a hot veil to clean her face. This makeup was so disrespectful to Master Long saw it.

Lin Yutong waved her hand impatiently to let them calm down. Her body was so dizzy that she was shaking her.

With the sound of "Long Live the Master", a thud of kneeling in the room. Lin Yutong didn't move, just looked at the direction of the door. The curtain was lifted up, and the bright yellow robe corner entered his eyes first, followed by a golden dragon embroidered boot, and then he entered Lin Yutong's sight.

A person is still the same person, but not the same person.

When the eyes collided, she was sure that this was her person.

"It's considered back." Lin Yutong slapped the edge of the bed, rubbed the quilt and wanted to rush towards the Fourth Master.

The servants in the room were so scared that they dared not speak out. What kind of etiquette is this? My empress.

Each of them has a little face that is so white.

The Fourth Master took two steps to catch the person, "Slow down and be careful to fall."

The two of them held hands, one sitting on the bed, one standing beside the bed, one tilted his head and the other tilted his head, looking at each other, and then they couldn't help laughing.

Su Peisheng followed the Fourth Master. At this moment, he waved to the people in the room and signaled that everyone could withdraw. He glanced at the direction of the queen again, quickly retracted his gaze, and also stepped back step by step.

"Eunuch Su." Lin Yutong called him, then looked up and down strangely, "You have always been good?" Unexpectedly, the first acquaintance I saw when I came back was Su Peisheng. As for the one in the queen's harem, I couldn't find a familiar face after I looked at it.

Su Peisheng's heart was a little trembling. He usually respected this master very much, of course, it was limited to respect. As a slave, he had to hold whoever his master spoiled him. When the queen was a concubine in Qiandi, even if she was not favored, the master gave her the decent she should have, then the respect he was as a slave was enough. Today, this master is a little wrong. Concubine Nian of Yikun Palace was named by the Emperor Wansui a few days ago and was sad when she was born. The master felt a little uncomfortable. She often took time to recite two volumes of scriptures for the young master. Today, the same was true. When he saw that his master was going to recite scriptures again, he brought people out. Who knew that the first place he wanted to go to when his master came out would be Changchun Palace.

Come on, but the emperor and empress meet are not what they think they think they are.

Now that the queen is asked this, he will inevitably think more.

It's fine, just thinking about how to answer, but when I looked at it again, the master seemed to be looking at him with interest. His legs collapsed and his body bent lowered. "Reply to the Empress, I'll ask you, I'm very frightened."

Look, I scared this old guy.

Lin Yutong couldn't help but giggled, waved her hand and said, "Go down."

Su Peisheng was shocked again. Today, not only was the right Emperor Wansui, but the Empress of the Master was not right. When he was about to leave, he looked at Emperor Wansui again, and saw that the Master was looking at the Queen with a doting look, without any intention of blaming him.

My mother! Although he is a slave, he has been in love with the queen for about 30 years. When did she laugh like this? In front of the emperor, this is called a loss of manners!

While muttering in my heart, I walked out. When I got out, I was blown by the wind, and my mind finally became a little clearer.

The master cannot think through his thoughts as a slave, and he cannot think through it. When one day he really thinks through it, he will probably not be by his side. So today, he cannot think deeply about this abnormal thing, nor should he think deeply about it. What he is going to reflect on now is that he has not even seen any signs of such abnormality when he is with his master. This is what he really should pay attention to.

He began to reflect on whether he had changed from the fourth master's slave to the long live master's slave, and he had begun to be uncautious. This would not work, it would be fatal.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sweating profusely.

The couple who looked at each other across the house didn't have to think about it and knew what the slave would think now. After all, he was an old man who had been with him all his life and everything would change, but this kind of character could not change. Lin Yutong was also happy to see his old friend, and couldn't help but want to tease him in a slight way.

Now everyone has gone out, and the only two of them are left in the house.

Lin Yutong grabbed the Fourth Master's hand and told him to sit on the edge of the bed, "Call me to see..." Unexpectedly, she would see this face again.

The Fourth Master uncomfortably touched the beard under his nose. He had not been able to continue his beard for many years. This beard was really a little uncomfortable, "Do you want to shave it?"

This is not the point!

Lin Yutong leaned over and whispered: "What's going on?"

He came before she could digest it.

The Fourth Master looked at Lin Yutong with a complicated look at him at this moment, and there was even something more to be grateful for in it. "Fortunately, you..." Otherwise, he would have become this unlucky guy.

Lin Yutong stared at him, then thought of something, and then her expression changed, "No Honghui, no Hongyun, no Mo Yaqi...who else?" After asking, he didn't wait for the Fourth Master to answer, "Which year is now?"

"The first year of Yongzheng." The Fourth Master couldn't help feeling sad as he said, "Last year was the 61st year of Kangxi, and Emperor Ama passed away on December 20 last year."

Lin Yutong understood, "Now there is Hongli..."

The expression on the face of the fourth master was uncomfortable for a moment. He never thought that this prodigal son was his son. How could he have Honghui have something to do with Hongli? But now he has only the third prince Hongshi, the fourth prince Hongli, the fifth prince Hongzhou, and a prince named Fuhui from Nian. He is only three years old now. A few days ago, Nian gave birth to another one, named Fupei, but he didn't expect to die that day. When Tongtong talked about Mo Yaqi, he was also a little sad. The child was gone and he was posthumously conferred Princess Heshuo Huaike.

"If you want to meet, please ask Hongshi to come here." The Fourth Master asked tentatively. Hongshi is Hongshi and not Hongshi. Hongshi grew up next to Tongtong, which is no different from his own. Now Hongshi has his own mother, so he has gotten married long ago. Now he is a twenty-year-old.

Lin Yutong rubbed her forehead, not knowing whether it was a headache or the loss of not seeing the person she was eager to see even when she came back. In short, she felt very uncomfortable.

The Fourth Master stroked Lin Yutong's back again and again, "Think about it. I can't see you this time, maybe it's a wrong opportunity."

Lin Yutong was a little sad, adjusted herself and then laughed again, watching the Fourth Master pinch his hand, "That's good, you still have many unfinished things to complete, at least you have no regrets in your heart."

As he was talking, Su Peisheng's voice sounded outside, "Master, the Fourth Prince is here to pay tribute to the Master."

Fourth Prince?

Lin Yutong was stunned for a long time before she realized that she was Hongli.

It's so fast to come here!

"Call him back and study hard." Before Lin Yutong could speak, the Fourth Master started to beat the person. After saying that, he explained to Lin Yutong in a low voice, "You have been sick for two days and have not seen anyone. Now I... I just came over, and he came immediately. Who did you do this for?"
Chapter completed!