The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 392 Youth
The leading imperial physician was talking here to himself, and the two imperial physicians next to him were terrified—they lay on the ground and dared not even raise their heads.

We all know this is the case, but you can't just say it directly...

As an official in the palace, you have to be careful even when prescribing medicines, but use some mediocre prescriptions—no benefit and no harm, let alone speaking in front of Long Live?
Fortunately, Kangxi just stood there silently for a while, then waved his sleeves to let the imperial doctors go down.

He didn't go to see the imperial concubine again, he directly asked the surrounding palace people to serve him well, and then he went out.

……

Sitting on the imperial chariot, the dark clouds in the sky parted, and the golden sunlight reappeared, and the whole Forbidden City seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light.

The numerous palaces are like loyal guards, standing here silently no matter in spring, summer, autumn and winter, severe cold or hot summer.

Guarding the ninety-five statues day and night.

Kangxi raised his head slightly, looked at the vast sky, and felt his eyes moist for a long time - he didn't feel sorry for Wu Yashi.

In this life, no matter how much he loves a woman, to him, he is just a "love".

After hearing what the imperial physician said, he thought of himself.

Wu Yashi is not a few years younger than himself. Although what he said just now was about Wu Yashi, why didn't he think of his own body?

Even if you are the Son of Heaven, with the world at your fingertips, there is no way to hold back the pace of time and make time go slower.

Liang Jiugong was beside Kangxi, he just gestured all the way to urge the eunuch who was carrying the imperial chariot, and he didn't dare to say anything else.

He didn't even dare to make too much noise when venting his anger.

Long live is angry and desolate in my heart!
……

Suddenly, Kangxi reached out and patted the handrail of the imperial chariot—this was the signal to stop.

Liang Jiugong hurried over: "Your Majesty...?"

Kangxi pointed to the direction of the back garden and said, "Accompany me to the back garden."

Liang Jiugong lifted his spirits, and the uneasiness on his face just now disappeared immediately - the emperor could still think of going to the imperial garden, so it can be seen that the emperor is the emperor, after all, he still can think about it.

It's just that the scenery in the Royal Garden at this time is not as good as it was a while ago.

Let's talk about enjoying the snow scenery...the weather is so bad.

"It doesn't matter."

Kangxi didn't care, he waved his hand and let the imperial chariot come down.

Then he went on foot.

In the garden, the fragrance of the soil after the rain can be smelled everywhere, this fresh smell will only appear after the rain - for a moment, it made Kangxi think of the few acres specially opened up by Yinzhen when he was in the Old Summer Palace farmland.

At that time, Yinzhen was still having fun with Hongyun and his son. Both of them were dressed in farm hoeing clothes and held farm tools in their hands, which looked very similar.

Thinking of his clever and cute little grandson Hongyun, Kangxi couldn't help but smile.

As he was walking, suddenly a person flashed by the side of the road and almost bumped into Kangxi.

Liang Jiugong was taken aback, and rushed forward to block Kangxi away. The guards behind rushed up, and Liang Jiugong's voice changed: "Who is it?!"

The person who rushed out was obviously also frightened, and when she saw Kangxi's face clearly, she squatted down gracefully: "My concubine pays my respects to the emperor, the emperor's blessings and golden safety!"

The voice is very nice, it is a typical soft language of Wu Nong.

This is Chen Changzai - he is still a young lady this year, if it comes to the age difference with Kangxi, he will have no problem being a grandparent.

Chen Changzai's father was Chen Qishan, a magistrate from Suzhou. In his later years, Kangxi was very fond of beauties in the Jiangnan area, so someone fell in love with him, and found this outstanding Chen family to be sent to the palace.

It's just that there are too many women in the palace, what's the use of being outstanding?

Even a beautiful concubine like Liang is nothing more than that.

Not to mention a Chen family.

However, Chen has one outstanding advantage - not young, but bold.

She squatted on the ground, heard that Long Live didn't cry, and secretly raised her face to look at Kangxi for a while, and smiled at Kangxi with a playful face: "The emperor's boots are stained with rain!"

Kangxi was stunned for a moment.

Before he could speak, Chen reached out and took off the handkerchief on her chest, knelt down and wiped the raindrops off Kangxi's boots.

She wiped it very naturally, carefully, and earnestly—as if this was a familiar and habitual move.

Naturally, it is like a concubine's room welcoming a husband back home.

……

The servants were all dumbfounded.

Liang Jiugong was absent-minded for a moment, but after he reacted, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He secretly glanced at Kangxi, and sure enough, there was no boredom on Kangxi's face.

That's right, such a beautiful and juicy girl, who is only in her teens, speaks sweetly and softly, as nice as singing.

Even if he made some bold moves, the emperor certainly couldn't bear to blame him.

At this time, someone had already come by and told Kangxi in a low voice—this is Chen Changzai, and it was Jiangnan before...

Kangxi waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to continue.

He looked Chen Shi up and down several times, and saw that Chen Shi was not afraid, standing slightly sideways by the road, looking at him with a smile.

There are two small dimples at the corners of the mouth.

sweet.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Kangxi narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Chen Changzai.

Chen Changzai just laughed, shaking his head while laughing: "Not afraid!"

In fact, she smiled with a bit of a silly air, but this kind of simplicity was quite different from the other concubines in the palace.

Kangxi thought it was very fresh—Chen Changzai's smile was not that of a woman, but that of a young girl.

The smile brought back memories from far back in his memory—those memories from his teenage years.

"Chen Changzai, come with me."

Kangxi said.

Liang Jiugong bowed to the side, and quickly turned his head to look at the slaves behind him. He moved his fingers in his sleeves, signaling for everyone to step back.

"Is the emperor bored? Shall I sing a song for the emperor?"

Chen took the initiative to say.

Liang Jiugong was caught off guard again, and his palms were squeezed into cold sweat.

If he thought that Mrs. Chen was bold just now, he could finally see it now——this is still a child at all...

After saying this, Chen didn't wait for the emperor to respond, she covered her mouth and giggled, the laughter was as light as a silver bell.

It’s carefree laughter—you know it when you hear it.

Kangxi was full of desolation and vicissitudes just now, but at this moment, he was dispelled by the infinitely youthful Chen family.

"it is good."

He rarely showed tenderness.

Chen cleared her throat, took two steps back slightly, straightened her shoulders, and then sang gracefully—in front of the Son of Heaven, she sang in Wu language.

Liang Jiugong felt that something was wrong and wanted to remind him, but Kangxi stopped him by raising his hand.

As Chen sang, she smiled and grabbed a dead branch next to her. There were no flowers on the dead branch, but everyone felt that following her singing, they seemed to see the infinitely delicate flowers blooming on the dead branch. petal.

In the girl's innocent eyes, the water-like clear eyes are captivating.

(End of this chapter)