Return to the Qing Dynasty (1)

There is a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose. This smell is a little familiar and a little strange. It seems that I have smelled it somewhere, but I really can't remember it. This feeling makes Lin Yutong, whose whole soul is still in the pain of being torn apart, a little confused.

!

Then with a sudden jolt, the whole person woke up.

"Empress, you're awake." The voice in my ear was a bit urgent, but this title of 'Empress' has been spoken to me for many years.

She remembered that she had indeed smelled this smell before. It was when she first became a Ulanara clan, and the incense she used was this smell. This smell that had been infested on her body all year round made Lin Yutong spend a long time.

It took a while to remove it.

What's happening now?

Became the Ulanara clan again?

She opened her eyes eagerly, and the square inch was filled with pure color.

She had never used such a dark tent in her life. But fortunately, the scene in front of her was different from the situation when she was sober. Then she smiled again, she was Sifujin at that time, and she could only be called '

"Master," how could this lady be called casually?

Just as I was lost in thought, the curtain was lifted up, and a woman wearing a duck-egg blue cheongsam palace dress with two hair combs came into view, "Mother, you are finally awake. You are sweating now, can you feel lighter? Imperial physician

Waiting outside the palace..."

He paused as he said this, waiting for his own instructions.

Lin Yutong sat upright, holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and then frowned. This pulse... he was overworked, depressed in the chest, and had a slight cold, but these were minor problems. The important thing was that his body was injured, and he looked at it.

His pulse condition is that he is not young at all, he is in his forties at least.

"Bring me a mirror." Lin Yutong leaned on the pillow and dismissed the person in front of him.

But before the person in front of me left, another girl came again, holding a small mirror, which was a peep show. She looked like she used it very carefully.

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

It's still the same feeling, familiar yet strange.

This face was indeed familiar to her, but it didn't look like it. Even when she was sixty years old, she didn't look so grim.

People say that appearance comes from the heart, but I'm afraid that's really the case.

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

Lin Yutong waved his hands, feeling a little unbelievable. Is this back again?

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

The girl holding up the curtain paused and said, "I don't know, slave. I think it must be in the imperial study room."

Lin Yutong actually regretted it as soon as he asked the question. Don't say this nonsense. This is called spying on the emperor. I haven't lived like this for many years, and I'm really not used to it. "Let's go out first..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard chaos outside.

Lin Yutong vaguely heard the words "Long Live Lord is coming this way".

Before she could react, the whole palace was in chaos. The girls were rushing to get clothes and jewelry, and some were hurriedly twisting hot handkerchiefs to cleanse her face. Such makeup made Long live the Lord see it, but the big

Disrespectful.

Lin Yutong waved his hands impatiently to tell them to stop. His body, which was not in good shape, was a little dizzy from being shaken by them.

With a shout of "Long live the Lord has arrived", people in the room fell to their knees. Lin Yutong did not move, only looking in the direction of the door. The curtain was lifted, and the bright yellow robe corners came into view first, and then he saw the embroidered

Jinlong's boots, and then the whole person entered Lin Yutong's sight.

The person is still the same person, but not that person.

When their eyes met, she was sure that this was her person.

"I'm back." Lin Yutong slapped the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt and wanted to pounce on the Fourth Master.

The servants in the room were so scared that they didn't dare to say anything. What kind of etiquette is this? My dear mistress.

All their little faces turned pale as a tiger.

Fourth Master took two quick steps and caught the person, "Slow down, be careful of falling."

The two of them were holding hands, one sitting on the bed, one standing beside the bed, one with his head raised, one with his head lowered, looking at each other, and then both couldn't help but laugh.

Su Peisheng followed the fourth master. When he saw this, he waved to the room full of people, indicating that everyone could leave. He glanced in the direction of the queen again, quickly looked away, and stepped back step by step.

Go out.

"Eunuch Su." Lin Yutong stopped him, and then looked up and down strangely, "How are you always?" Unexpectedly, the first acquaintance he saw after coming back would be Su Peisheng. As for himself, who was from the Queen's Palace, he was

I looked all over and couldn't find a familiar face.

Su Peisheng's heart was a little trembling. He usually respected his master, but of course, it was limited to respect. As a slave, he had to support whoever the master favored. When the queen was in the dormitory as Fujin, even if she didn't

She is favored above, and the master gives her the dignity she deserves, so it is enough for him as a slave to respect her. There is something wrong with the master today. The noble concubine Yikun Gongnian gave birth to her just a few days ago and was killed by Long Live

My little brother named Fupei died when he was born, and my master felt a little uncomfortable. In the past two days, I occasionally took the time to read two volumes of sutras to my little brother. It was the same today. When he saw that his master wanted to recite sutras again, he

He came out with his people. Who knew that the first place he would go to when his master came out would be Changchun Palace.

If you come, then come, but the meeting between the emperor and the empress is not what I thought it would be.

Now that he was asked this question by the queen, he couldn't help but think more.

That's all. Just when I was thinking about how to respond, I looked again and saw that the master seemed to be looking at me with great interest. His legs collapsed and his body bent even lower. "If you want to reply to me, please ask me."

, the slave is very frightened."

Look how scared this old guy is.

Lin Yutong couldn't help but giggle, waved his hands and said: "Go down."

Su Peisheng was shocked again. Not only was the master wrong today, but also the mistress. When he was leaving, he glanced at the master again and saw that the master was looking at the queen dotingly.

There is no intention of blaming anyone.

My mother! Although he is a slave, seriously speaking, he has been friends with the queen for almost thirty years. When has she ever smiled like this? In front of the emperor, this is called a breach of etiquette!

I was thinking to myself as I walked out. When I got out and was blown by the wind, my mind finally became clearer.

A slave cannot think through his master's thoughts, and he cannot think them through. Once he really thinks about his master's thoughts, he probably won't be able to stay by his side. So today's abnormal thing,

He couldn't think too deeply about it, and he shouldn't think too deeply about it. What he wanted to reflect on now was that he followed his master and didn't even notice any signs of this abnormality. This was what he should really pay attention to.

He began to reflect on whether his transformation from the fourth master's slave to the long live master's slave made him become careless. This was not possible, and it would be fatal.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

The couple looking at each other face to face in the room didn't need to think about what the slave would think at this moment. After all, he has been with the old man for his whole life. Everything will change, but this nature cannot be changed. Lin Yutong was also happy to see his old friend,

I couldn't help but want to tease him.

Everyone had gone out now, and they were the only two people left in the room.

Lin Yutong grabbed Fourth Master's hand and asked him to sit on the edge of the bed, "Let me take a look..." He didn't expect to see this face again.

The Fourth Master touched the beard under his nose uncomfortably. He hadn't grown his beard for many years. He was really not used to this mustache. "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 even digest it.

The Fourth Master looked at Lin Yutong with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes. There was even something in it that made him grateful, "Thankfully I have you..." Otherwise, he would really have become this unlucky guy.

Lin Yutong stared at him, then thought of something, and then his expression changed, "There is no Honghui, no Hongyun, no Mo Yaqi... then who else?" After asking the question, without waiting for the Fourth Master to answer, "Which one is it now?

Year?"

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

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

The expression on the fourth master's face was uncomfortable for a moment. He had never considered this prodigal son to be his own son. How could he have Hongli when he had Honghui? But now the only grown-up prince is Hongshi, the third elder brother.

, the fourth elder brother Hongli, the fifth elder brother Hongzhou, and another elder brother born by the Nian family named Fuhui, who is only three years old now. A few days ago, the Nian family gave birth to another one, named Fupei, but he did not

He thought that he would die that day. Hearing Tongtong talk about Mo Yaqi, he was also a little sad. The child was no longer there, and he was posthumously named Princess Heshuo Huaike.

"If you want to meet, ask Hongshi to come over." Fourth Master asked tentatively. Hongshi is Hongshi but not Hongshi. The Hongshi who grew up next to Tongtong is no different from his own son. Now

Hongshi has his own mother-in-law, who got married a long time ago and is now an adult in her twenties.

Lin Yutong rubbed his forehead. He didn't know whether it was because he really had a headache or because he was disappointed that he didn't see the person he desperately wanted to see even after he came back. In short, he felt very uncomfortable.

The fourth master rubbed Lin Yutong's back again and again, "Think more openly. If I can't see you this time, maybe the opportunity is wrong."

Lin Yutong was a little sad. He adjusted himself and then laughed again. He looked at Fourth Master and squeezed his hand, "That's fine. You still have many unfinished things that you want to complete. At least I won't have any regrets in your heart.

"

Just as he was talking, Su Peisheng's voice sounded outside, "Master, the fourth brother has come to pay his respects to the master."

Fourth brother?
To be continued...