As morning approached, Qing Yan opened her eyes in a daze, and the swaying bed reminded her of where she was.
Last night, the carriage drove all night, and her wish to take a bath while setting up camp was not fulfilled.
She turned over and looked at Yin.
He was still sleeping.
Originally, when he learned the identities of Saito and Eshuo, he considered whether he should punish them to death so as not to keep hiding things from her.
"Si Si, let's get up."
Qing Yan pinched Yin's nose, trying to get Yin to get up.
He turned over and pressed her under him, leaning on her shoulder with his eyes closed.
"No, Su Pei will bring us breakfast at the grand meeting.
We can get up at that time.
During the march, Huang Ama will not let us go to pay homage."
Yin understood Kangxi's habits.
On weekdays, Qing banquets were rarely held She woke up at this time.
If she hadn't been too close to Kangxi and others, she would have slept until she woke up naturally.
She blinked her eyes in surprise.
During the day, wouldn't Kangxi meet with the ministers in Longjian?
"With E Niang by my side, Emperor Ama will not let anyone step into the dragon chariot," Yin replied with a smile.
When Yin was young, Kang news often mentioned that he would go to the Year of the Dragon to study for knowledge.
After he was ten years old, he was restricted by Kangxi.
He could not see Concubine Tong until he set up camp.
Otherwise, Kangxi would punish him severely.
With Yin suppressed, even Concubine Tong could not be seen.
"What?"
Qing Yan couldn't help but his eyes widened.
No wonder Yin was not very brisk on the Xingjun Road.
He had to sleep until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.
"He's jealous," Yin said with a smile.
Every time Yin and Kangxi appeared in front of Tong Lanya at the same time, Kangxi always came second.
When Yin was a child, Kangxi could still say that the child was in a small grade.
Lan Ya asked Yin first because she was worried about the child's well-being.
Now that Yin is married, Lanya still cares about Yin immediately. puff Qing Yan burst out laughing, turned over on the bed, and rubbed his belly.
In fact, Yin was very narrow-minded, and now it seems that he probably inherited it from Kangxi.
"Stinky girl, what are you talking about?"
Yin didn't want to admit that she was as petty as Kangxi.
In reality, he had to admit that he didn't want to have a naughty child like him when he was young.
He would often run to Qing Yan and ask for a hug.
"No, I'm wondering if our child will be like you."
She looked at Yin who had a look of enjoyment, squeezing his shoulders with her little paws, "In the mansion, I can watch you father and son fighting, so it should be the same."
Listen to the fun."
Qing Yan slapped his chest a few times, and she couldn't help but vomit in her heart.
I guess this guy had been against Kangxi a lot when he was young.
"Humph," Yin was unwilling to give in.
"How could my son be so naughty?"
Yin pinched her little nose.
If she was too naughty, her mother, Qing Yan, must have taught her.
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She has always liked to make trouble since she was a child.
Fei Yanggu was often helpless when he was noisy, and his complexion became even worse.
"Who says it won't happen?
Otherwise, your sons will be naughty kids too," Qing Yan said with a smile.
No one thought that the couple's joke would actually come true in the end.
Of course, this is a story for another day.
"Naughty boy" Yin muttered these words in his mouth.
Maybe he was also talked about by Kangxi when he was young.
"Master, breakfast is here."
Su Peisheng's voice sounded outside.
Yin opened his eyes.
The two of them used the floor in front of the screen as beds.
If they lifted the chain, their disheveled appearance would be seen by outsiders.
"Waiting outside now."
Yin packed Qingyan's clothes and threw the pillows and quilts on the floor onto the bed.
"Come in."
Qing Yan sat in front of the dressing table, tied her hair into a simple bun, and then threw the silk handkerchief into the water.
"My dear, come and have your meal first."
Qingyan rinsed his mouth with tea before starting.
Today's breakfast is still very rich, including the favorite dumplings of the Manchurian people, as well as millet and red date porridge, two or three plates of Su-style snacks, a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and two bowls of beef noodles in clear soup.
I prepared it in my room.
On the way, I had this beef noodles in clear soup.
It was full of flavor and easy to prepare.
It was an excellent meal.
"This sugar garlic is paired with beef noodles, it tastes good."
Yin also thinks it is very refreshing.
At his brother's place, he often uses some lo mein noodles, but this beef noodles is rarely used.
"Of course, I prepared it myself.
Our elder brother still has a few jars.
This time he came out and carried a big jar.
I don't know how many more there are."
Qing Yan pursed his lips and ate the beef noodles.
It tasted so good and the beef was so chewy. , hundreds of times better than modern beef noodles.
Yin's face turned dark, Xiaoguai liked making these snacks, and Huang Ama didn't give them much.
"Master, Shuda said, we will have hot pot for lunch."
Su Peisheng whispered at the door.
Qing Yan was stunned, eating hot pot here.
The two of them looked at each other, and Yin raised his eyebrows.
Why did Huang Ama lose the majesty of the emperor when he came out?
She, a little foodie, has directly infected many people, and this is not acceptable.
"Si Si, this is my first time."
Qing Yan was confused.
How could he make the bottom of a pot in this out-of-the-way place?
Yin could only nod, and Kangxi asked Li Dequan to come over and say, either he asked Qingyan to prepare it himself, or he wanted Qingyan to write down the list of the pots.
"Su Lan, you make a pot with four mandarin ducks, four tomatoes, and a mushroom pot, and make more ingredients."
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Qing Yan told Su Lan.
Fortunately, Su Lan was responsible for making the hot pot.
Otherwise, She had to get off the carriage and go to the special carriage in the dining room.
Su Lan quickly agreed.
There were two ice basins in the carriage, but in the cold jade of Qingyan, the carriage was cooler than ordinary people.
"Xiao Guai, you have so many."
Yin wondered why he had to prepare nine pots.
"There is a mandarin duck pot on the side of Huang Ama, two on the side of Ama and the Immortals, one on each side of the tomato pot, and a mushroom pot prepared for E Niang."
Qing Yan said them one by one, and Yin couldn't help but smile.
Little Fujin just knows how to live.
In addition to educating the loyal slaves, he also took good care of everything.
Not only the emperor, but also the eldest brother was taken care of.
"There are plenty of ice buckets in Huang Ama's chariot.
Big brother, where is Songri?
Erha is still young."
Qing Yan didn't want the little girl to be damaged by the heat.
"Don't worry, except that we use less ice here, the rest of the carriages have enough ice cubes."
Kangxi often joked, whose carriage Yin was in, he would definitely save ice cubes.
When Qing Yan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.
The name of Bingshan Four Four might become even more dazzling.
"Stinky girl, be careful when you think too much."
Yin gave her a bowl with a few slices of beef.
The imperial kitchen specially prepared beef for the little one.
There is also a sharp contrast between the couple.
One is a meat-free person and the other is a vegetarian
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