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Yong Cong felt that Huang Ama was weird, as if he had misunderstood something.
But he was so guilty that he didn't dare to speak, he just smiled sweetly, hugged Qianlong's arm and rubbed it, and then rubbed it.
Qianlong was immediately captured by Yong Cong's cuteness, rubbed his eyebrows with a smile on his face, thinking, it's not a big deal for his son to like beautiful women. As the most beloved prince, with my protection, who would dare to criticize him?
If Yong Cong goes out of the palace to open a mansion in the future, he must make the mansion more grand and spacious. In the backyard, Yingying and Yanyan are huddled together, how unhappy Yong Cong must be when he returns home!
Qianlong thought happily, everyone said that three years old is old, Yong Cong is really like me!
No, no, it's like him when he was young.
After thinking about it, it's still too early to say these things. There are still more than ten years before his son grows up, and it is unknown whether his temper will change by then.
Yong Cong didn't know that Qianlong had already traveled a thousand miles away.
He kept acting coquettish and cute, trying to get away with it, and let the oolong of the portrait go away with the wind. Acting like a baby was really effective. After a while, Qianlong forgot about it, and started playing with his precious son instead.
He pushed the memorial aside, held Yong Cong's small hand, picked up the ink brush, took out a piece of white paper, and drew on the paper. After a while, the two big characters "Yong Cong" appeared crookedly. .
"Speak to Amana, Yong Cong¡ª" Qianlong hugged Yong Cong, pointing at the handwriting and laughing.
Yong Cong tilted his head, wow, this is a word borrowed from his hand. Yong Cong grabbed the edge of the table, grinned, and softly shouted: "Yong Cong¡ª¡ª"
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there was a warm feeling flowing. Wu Shulai also showed a comfortable smile when he watched the father and son play.
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For the draft in the 12th year of Qianlong, the Ministry of Rites selected the date and reported it to the emperor. After Qianlong approved it, it kicked off.
Everything inside and outside the palace was busy. The wives of the families began to make daily routines and make connections. Those who entered the palace entered the palace, and even the empress dowager handed over a sign to ask to see her. Needless to say, the Queen's Changchun Palace, everyone knows that this time the general election is to choose the Crown Princess!
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is eighteen years old, and his surroundings are still clean. It is conceivable how favored the Crown Princess will be when she enters the door. There is no wretched concubine standing in front of her eyes, and no eldest son to stop her. If she gives birth to a son, she will be the eldest son.
Those well-established families with surnames who have daughters of the right age have reported the list to the Ministry of Rites, preparing to enter the palace this year for election.
There is only one crown prince and concubine, but the positions of Chu Fujin and Ge Ge are worth fighting for. In the future when the crown prince ascends the throne, Chu Fujin will at least be a concubine. Therefore, some families with low roots have registered all their prostitutes and concubines. What if they are lucky and their daughters soar into the sky?
The eldest elder brother was away on an expedition, and all the places in the backyard were full; the third elder brother was still young, not yet married. Among the princes, only the crown prince was waiting to get married, but the civil and military officials of the whole court were all staring at the position of the crown princess. Some people thought about it and decided not to interfere with the prince's backyard, but instead stared at Qianlong's harem.
According to their analysis, the Long Live Lord's harem has not had a newcomer for a long time, and the Queen's family dominates, and it is almost like a monopoly. Even if you leave a sign and seal it as a nobleman and always be there, the grace will not last long.
Some people backed down. Thinking about it later, even being favored for a short time is not a hindrance.
Long live Lord is in his prime, and his youngest son is only two or three years old. Once the good-looking newcomer is favored, they may conceive a royal heir, then they will be the prince's natal family!
The prince's side Fujin's natal family is somewhat different from the prince's natal family
The wave set off by the draft swept across the entire capital, making this summer a hot one.
The sky was clear and clear, cloudless, the temperature at noon was high, the Forbidden City was scorching hot, and the glaring sunlight made it hard to keep your eyes open. As soon as he entered the Changchun Palace, the coolness that hit his face made the sixth elder brother Yongrong squint his eyes comfortably, and let out a wow.
Concubine Chun took Yong Rong's hand and smiled, "It's still comfortable here, the concubines are unwilling to leave."
The queen glanced at her and said with a smile: "There is no ice basin in Jingren Palace? Let me give you some."
Concubine Chun pretended to be terrified, "Don't. Long live God hasn't split up his concubine yet? If you want to heat up anyone, you can't heat up our seventh elder brother."
Wearing light brocade, Yong Cong was sitting on the couch playing with Jiulianhuan. Hearing this, he raised his head in confusion, and looked at Concubine Chun with big eyes.
Concubine Chun looked at it for a long time, and sighed sincerely: "Seventh elder brother is really good-looking, your empress is blessed."
The Queen frowned, and pulled Yong Rong over, "What's wrong with Xiao Liu? ?Suppressing the laughter in his throat, the milky voice said softly, "Brother Six, I just discovered that this jigsaw puzzle is a different pattern."
Having said that, Yong Cong pulled out a completely different pattern from behind, "It's this one."
So it's not that he's stupid! It's a puzzle for a reason!
Yong Rong was full of energy immediately, and looked at Yong Cong with adoring eyes, "Seventh brother, you are amazing. You are much smarter than me! It is the wrong pattern, you can find it!"
Mo Shu standing by the side: ""
Sixth brother, haven't you discovered the truth?
Yong Cong didn't expect that Xiao Xiao could hear rainbow farts without any pretentiousness after playing a prank. He looked left and right, feeling a guilty conscience of playing tricks on honest people, his eyeballs rolled around, intending to talk about this topic, "Yong Cong doesn't know this pattern! Sixth Brother, hurry up!"
Yong Rong nodded vigorously, said "um", clenched his fists, then lowered his head and put together carefully.
Next to his ears was Yong Cong's cheering and encouraging voice, "Sixth brother, you got it right!"
When Yong Rong heard it, her ears turned red, she pursed her lips, thinking, the seventh brother is doing well.
In the future, I will beg E Niang a lot to come to Changchun Palace and play with my seventh brother!
Yong Cong was stunned, why did Brother Six have red ears?
Are you that shy?
Concubine Chun: ""
Just now she witnessed the whole process, seeing Yong Rong like this, she couldn't bear to look directly at her.
The queen smiled and offered someone some snacks, "Yong Cong is too naughty."
Concubine Chun shook her head and let out a long sigh
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Yong Rong: Seventh brother is well!
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