The only favorite Qing Palace: Concubine Xi An

Chapter 284 Fighting
But when he went back that day, Hongli actually didn't take this matter too seriously.

It's just a few words, just rewrite it.He happened to be at the age of learning to write, so he should have put in more effort, so it wasn't a big deal.

Huan Pei took Hongli back, and went to Lan Xin's main room first.

At that time, Lan Xin was making ginger candy cake, and she was waiting for Hongli to come back to eat it.

"Emiang, my son is back." Hongli returned happily, feeling much better in spirit.

Although there is still some nasal congestion, but it is not as uncomfortable as last night.

When Lan Xin saw Hongli, she said, "It's cold outside. When you come back, go to the charcoal fire to warm your body first, so you don't get frozen. Er Niang made you something to eat, come here when you are warm."

After hearing this, Hongli felt warm in his body and heart.After walking to Lan Xin's side, he saw two plates of bright yellow pastries on the table.

"Er Niang, what kind of pastry is this? Is it sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Hongli asked, and couldn't help sniffling.

My nose is blocked and I can't smell what it is.

However, the color of the pastry is very similar to that of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, both of which are golden.

Lan Xin smiled, and didn't tell Hongli immediately, but said mysteriously: "What are you doing so much, why don't you try the cakes made by Er Niang?"

Hongli nodded, picked up two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth.

I didn't feel it at first, but after Hongli chewed it a few times, the spicy taste of ginger evaporated.All of a sudden, there was sweet and spicy taste in his mouth, which made Hongli feel very uncomfortable.

"Er Niang! What are you giving me to eat!" Hongli mumbled a few words, but he didn't dare to spit out the food in front of Lan Xin.

Therefore, he could only swallow the ginger cake with a strange expression.

Seeing Hongli's appearance, Lan Xin said, "Is the food made by Er Niang so unpalatable? Look, how disgusted you all are?"

When it was just out of the oven, there were still a few people gathered around to try it.

As a result, after everyone took a bite...

Fortunately, Hongli was a very respectful person to Lan Xin, and after eating two yuan raw, he couldn't help but growl.

Seeing this, Lan Xin said to Hongli: "This is ginger candy cake. Er Niang thought that the ginger soup was unpalatable, so she made this candy. I wondered if adding some sweetness would make it better, but in the end it didn't even You don't buy it either!"

Lan Xin was a little bit aggrieved, thinking that they were ignorant.

After hearing this, Hongli murmured in a low voice: "Er Niang is in such a hurry to give it to me to eat. I think she actually doesn't want to see her own things, right?"

This is not wrong at all.

When Lan Xin ate it by herself, she didn't think it was very tasty.The taste of ginger is too strong, a bit spicy.But in front of everyone, he just swallowed it.There was still a calm look on his face.

But Lan Xin didn't hear what Hongli muttered.

After tossing and tossing for a while, Lan Xin patted Hongli's head again and asked, "Do you feel better? Is there any other discomfort? Can you persist in your studies?"

Hongli nodded vigorously, and said, "After taking the medicine last night, I woke up a lot better today. Apart from the stuffy nose, there is nothing uncomfortable. Naturally, I can persist in my studies."

In this way, Lan Xin felt relieved.

"For tonight's meal, my mother specially ordered the kitchen to make some light food. Eat it later, you should go to bed early. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so you have to take good care of it." Lan Xin said, and said He took Hongli to the dining hall.

As expected, almost all of the meals this night were mainly vegetarian dishes.

It is really painful for Hongli, who has no meat and no joy.But since he was ill, he could bear it for a day or two and it would pass.

After nightfall, Hongli drank the medicine and fell into a deep sleep.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, Hongshi was cursing Hongli with foul language.

certainly.If this curse technique is useful, then it is naturally impossible for the big elder brother to be imprisoned by Lord Kangxi like this, and he has not yet made his debut until today.

The eighth day of December was a rare sunny day.

Seeing that there are still seven days to start preparing for the New Year, Hongli feels full of energy when he wakes up.

Last night, my stuffy nose felt a lot better, so I put on my clothes and went to the front yard.

At this time, the front yard was a little quiet. After fourth master left, there were eunuchs and maids sweeping the snow.Xu Shi Hongli went a little earlier, and didn't hear much else.

In the study room, the charcoal basin had already been set up. Before Cheng Rong and Hongli came over, Hongli sat in his seat.

Holding a piece of writing written last night in his hand, he was waiting for Cheng Rong to come over.

Hongli really felt that this painting was much better than the previous one.

Just as he was taking out the words, Cheng Rong took Mrs. Tang and walked in.Seeing that Hongli was already sitting, Cheng Rong hid Mrs. Tang in his sleeve.

It's just that Mrs. Tang was a little hot, and when she tucked it into the sleeve, she burned Cheng Rong all at once.

Cheng Rong suddenly lost his grip, and Mrs. Tang fell out.

With a "gudong", the copper Tang Pozi fell to the wooden floor.After rolling twice, it stopped at Hongli's feet.

Hongli looked around, only to see that it was Mrs. Tang.

After picking it up, he showed it to Cheng Rong and said, "Sir, this is your Mrs. Tang."

Cheng Rong felt a little embarrassed, but he took Mrs. Tang over in embarrassment.Big man, what's the matter with a Mrs. Tang!

Then I heard Hongli say again: "Aunt Geng specially made a cloth bag to wrap Mrs. Tang. It won't burn your hands and looks good. You can try it, sir."

"Yeah." Cheng Rong responded lightly, thinking of changing the subject.Just in time, I saw the piece of rice paper that Hongli put on the table.

The word "Hongli" is written on the rice paper, which looks very neat.Although the strength in his hand was a little lacking, it was extremely rare for a child over three years old.

One must know that Hiroshi, who is about to turn five years old, may not be able to write characters so well.

"Your handwriting is pretty good." Cheng Rong said, "It's just that the strength in your hand is still a little weak. If you practice hard, it will be much better when you grow up."

As boys grow up, the strength in their hands will also increase a lot.So it's almost nothing to worry about.

As soon as the words fell, I heard Hongshi's voice coming from the door.

"Hongli! You really have the same virtue as your mother. You are not warm on the surface, but in fact, you speak ill of others in secret, so you should complain to Ama!" Hongshi walked into the room aggressively, carrying Hongli arm would hit him.

Hongli didn't know why, so he was hit on the head by Hongshi all of a sudden, and he was dizzy, so he took a step back.

(End of this chapter)