The cloister of the courtyard of Fengxian Hall was full of lamas.
These people were praying for the emperors in Fengxian Hall over and over again.
The windows of the main hall were open, but the sunlight could not shine on the altar table.
As the whip sound of the imperial banquet's arrival sounded, the princes lined up and began to line up.
The prince stood at the front, followed closely by Yin, and the female relatives stood at the back of the line.
Rafen looked forward with a worried expression.
San Fujin looked at Qing Yan with a smile on his face.
"Fourth brother and sister, don't worry.
Yiken'e and Hafeng are so smart.
Even Emperor Ama praised them.
No one wants our children."
San Fujin's voice was a little loud, The female relatives around heard it, and Qing Yan didn't pay any attention to her.
"Fourth sister-in-law, just take Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen and stand in front of me.
Yiken'e and Hafeng will definitely be able to hold on."
Wu Fujin glanced at San Fujin and comforted Qing Yan.
Qing Yan laughed awkwardly, Ha Feng was young after all, and he came to such a place again.
If the gloomy atmosphere was too much, this guy would definitely not be able to bear it.
"Brothers and sisters, how old is Ha Feng?
If he does something wrong when worshiping his ancestors, I don't know if Huang Ama can really forgive him."
Qing Yan's worries made Wu Fujin feel different.
In royal ceremonies, princes must follow the rules.
Regardless of their grade, as long as they are on the floor during the ceremony, they must abide by these rules.
Yuxu slowly drove into everyone's sight, and everyone knelt on the ground to say hello.
Kangxi took Li Dequan's hand, got off the imperial ban, and walked to the direction of Yin.
He happened to see Ha Feng looking at Kangxi boldly, with a smile on his face.
"Kake!"
Li Dequan's sharp voice did not allow Ha Feng to react.
He was hugged by his grandma and followed behind Yin.
In the hall, incense was lingering.
As soon as Ha Feng entered, he kept looking at the Fengxian Hall curiously.
He was hugged by the kneeling nanny, and began to look at the surrounding environment with his big red phoenix eyes.
Following the orders issued by the Minister of Rites, Kangxi and the princes followed the rules to worship their ancestors.
Qingyan would have been particularly resentful at this time.
Every year, she would come to Fengxian Hall several times, and she felt a little nervous looking at the wooden signs.
When the sun was shining in the sky, Fengxian Hall was completely shrouded in shadow.
There is no sunshine all year round, so entering the temple gives people an eerie feeling.
Qingyan knelt on the futon.
Next to her, Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen knelt.
The little girl had just knelt for less than half an hour before she began to move her knees slightly.
Fortunately, Yin Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen was reminded, and there were nuns standing on both sides.
They would turn a blind eye if they saw the young children moving their bodies.
As the sound of Buddhist scriptures reached everyone's ears, Kangxi's sacrificial activities were coming to an end.
Qing Yan found that her daughter was really tired and did not dare to move her stiff body.
When the whole sacrificial activity was successfully concluded, Qingyan quickly stood up, walked to Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen, and took his daughter directly into his arms.
"Mother, I can't walk anymore."
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Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked at Qingyan with aggrieved eyes.
He said before that worshiping ancestors was very easy, but he didn't expect that when it was time to kneel down, it felt really bad. .
Yin walked behind the mother and daughter, picked up her daughter, and ordered Su Lan and Su Zhu to help Qing Yan and walk to the carriage's position.
In the carriage, Yin asked Sulan to prepare a lot of ointment for her knees, and waited until Qingyan and Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen came back before applying the ointment first.
"Ama, I'm really tired.
Do you have to kneel for such a long time every time you worship your ancestors?"
Yiken asked, tilting his head.
Yin looked at Yi Ken'e lovingly, this little guy is really good.
"Yes, I have to kneel for such a long time every time."
Yin would only tell the truth and nothing else.
Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen has a flat mouth.
If she comes to worship her ancestors every year, she will definitely suffer.
"Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen, we are good children, right?"
Yin asked looking at her daughter.
"Yes."
Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen nodded.
Yin found that all his daughter's attention was attracted to him, so he quickly picked up the plaster on the side and slapped it directly on her knee.
Yin looked at Qing Yan who was hiding at the back, and his face instantly darkened.
Qing Yan didn't like taking medicine, and it seemed that he couldn't change it in this life.
"As a mother-in-law, shouldn't you be a good role model for the children?"
Yin asked Qing Yan.
Qingyan stuck out his tongue and quickly stretched out his knees, letting Yin do it himself.
Before, the children were not on the carriage, so she would definitely let Yin coax her into doing it.
The plaster was applied to the knees of mother and daughter, and Yin breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them would restrain themselves in order to prevent each other from seeing their embarrassing side.
"Mother, you are really brave."
Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen felt the burning pain on his knees, and his almond-shaped eyes were full of pain.
Qing Yan pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Yi Ken who was silently rubbing his knees.
"Is there any ointment?"
Qing Yan looked at Yin.
"Yes, what's the use of you?"
Yin wondered, hadn't the mother and daughter already posted it?
"Use another one for Yiken's forehead.
Master, you can use it too," Qing Yan said quickly when he saw that his son's knee was uncomfortable.
Yi Ken looked at Qing Yan, resisting the decision, but Yin directly opened his trousers and looked at Qing Yan.
"Post mine first."
Yin understood that Yi Ken'e would definitely need some mental construction time, so he directly told Qing Yan to post his first.
Qing Yan slapped twice, and the plaster was directly attached to Yin's knee.
Yiken tilted his head and looked at Yin's expression.
Now, Yin has been practicing for many years, and no matter what kind of injury he suffers, he will always have the No. 1 expression.
"Mom, I'll do it," Yi Ken'e made up his mind and said directly.
A smile appeared on Yin's face.
His son had really grown up and would start to imitate his every move.
"Let Amma do it for me."
Yi Ken'er still didn't believe in Qing Yan's skills, so he decided to let Yin do it.
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Poof Yin laughed, and Qing Yan's aggrieved face made him look particularly happy.
"Yin" Qing Yan was angry, "How did you ruin my image?"
Qing Yan was furious and glared at each other.
"Who said that?
It's just that Yi Ken trusts my skills more."
Yin also felt that Qing Yan was not yet proficient in applying plasters, and he really needed some courage
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