The corridor of the courtyard of Fengxian Hall was full of lamas. These people were rescuing the emperors of Fengxian Hall over and over again. The windows of the hall were open, but the sun could not shine on the altar.

As the whip sounded when the imperial chasing arrived, the princes began to line up in line in line. The prince stood in front, and Yin followed closely behind. The female family stood at the end of the line. The former Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen, looked forward with a worried expression on his face.

The Sanfujin looked at Qingyan's appearance and a smile appeared on his face.

"Fourth brother and sister, don't worry. Yiken'er and Hafeng are so smart. Even Emperor Ama praised us. No one wants our children!" The third concubine's voice was a little loud, and the women around him heard it, and Qingyan ignored her at all.

"Fourth sister-in-law, just take Hutulifeng Shengzalafen in front of me, Yikene and Hafeng will definitely hold on!" The fifth concubine gave the third concubine a quick look and comforted the Qing Banquet.

Qingyan smiled awkwardly. Ha Feng was young after all, and he came to such a place again. If the gloomy aura was too much, this guy would definitely not be able to bear it.

"My brother and sister, how old is Ha Feng? If something wrong happens when worshiping ancestors, I don't know if the emperor can really forgive him." Qing Yan's concerns made the five concubines different.

At the royal ceremony, the princes must follow the rules. No matter the size of the grade, as long as they are on the floor at the ceremony, they must abide by these rules.

The imperial van slowly drove into everyone's sight, and everyone knelt on the ground to pay their respects.

Kangxi took Li Dequan's hand and directly got off the imperial chase, walked to Yin's direction, and happened to see Ha Feng looking at Kangxi boldly, with a look on his face.

"Keep up!" Li Dequan's sharp voice did not make Ha Feng react anyway. He was held by the nanny and followed Yin.

In the hall, incense was lingering. Ha Feng's eyes had just entered, and he was looking at Fengxian Hall curiously. He was held by the kneeling nanny, and his big phoenix eyes began to look at the surrounding environment.

With the orders from the Minister of Rites, Kangxi and the princes all worshiped their ancestors according to the rules. They would be particularly resentful until this time of silence.

Every year, she comes to Fengxian Hall several times, and when she looks at the wooden signs, she feels a little nervous.

When the sun shines in the sky, Fengxian Hall is completely shrouded in the shadows. When you enter the hall without any sunshine all year round, you feel a gloomy feeling when you enter the hall.

Qingyan knelt on the cushion, beside him, kneeling at Hutulifengsheng Zalafen. The little girl had just knelt for less than half an hour and began to move her knee slightly. Fortunately, Yin reminded Hutulifengsheng Zalafen that the nanny stood on both sides. When she saw the young princesses moving their bodies, they would turn a blind eye.

As the sound of Buddhist scriptures came into everyone's ears, Kangxi's sacrificial activities were coming to an end. Qingyan found that his daughter was really tired and did not dare to move her stiff body.

When the entire sacrificial activity ended successfully, Qingyan quickly stood up, walked to Hutuli Fengsheng Zalaffen, and carried his daughter directly into his arms.

"Mom, I can't walk anymore!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked at Qingyan with grievance. He said that worshiping ancestors was very relaxed, but unexpectedly, when it was time to kneel down, it felt really bad.

Yin walked behind the mother and daughter, picked up his daughter, and ordered Su Lan and Su Zhu to walk in the carriage of Qingyan.

On the carriage, Yin asked Sulan to prepare a lot of ointment for knee application, and specifically applied ointment after Qingyan and Hutulifengsheng Zalaffen came back.

"Ama, I'm really tired. Do you have to kneel for so long every time you worship your ancestors?" Yiken asked with his little head tilted.

Yin looked at Yiken with a rare kindness. This little guy is really good.

"Yes, I have to kneel for so long every time." Yin could only tell the truth, and would not say anything else at all.

Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen flattened her mouth. If she came to worship her ancestors every year, she would definitely suffer.

"Hutulifeng gave birth to Zalafen, we are good kids, right?" Yin asked looking at his daughter.

"Yes!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen nodded. Yin found that all his daughter's attention was attracted by him. He quickly picked up the plaster on the side and directly pressed it on her knees.

Yin looked at Qingyan hiding at the end, and his face suddenly became gloomy. Qingyan didn't like taking medicine, and it seemed that he would not be able to change it in his life.

"As you, should you be a good example for the children?" Yin asked Qing Yan.

Qingyan stuck out his tongue, quickly stretched out his knees, and asked Yin to act in person.

Before, the children were not in the carriage, so she would definitely let Yin coax it to do it.

The plaster was put on the knees of the mother and daughter, and Yin breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them were together, so as not to let the other party look at their embarrassing side, and they would be restrained.

"Mom, you are really brave!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen felt the scorching pain on his knees, and his almond eyes were filled with pain.

Qingyan smiled and looked at Yiken while rubbing his knees silently.

"Is there any ointment?" Qing Yan looked at Yin.

"Yes, what's the use of you?" Yin wondered. Haven't both mother and daughter posted it?

"Use another one for Yiken, you can use it too!" Qing Yan said quickly as she looked at her son's knees feeling uncomfortable.

Yiken looked at Qingyan, and looked at this decision with a look of resistance, but Yin directly lifted his trouser legs and looked at Qingyan.

"Press mine first!" Yin understood that Yiken'er must have some time to build his mind, so he told Qingyan directly and posted his first.

Qingyan slaps twice, and the plaster was directly applied to Yin's knees.

Yiken tilted his head and looked at Yin's expression.

Now, Yin has been practicing for many years. No matter what kind of damage he has suffered, he will have the expression of No. 1.

"Mom, I'll do it!" Yiken 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 Ama come and help me post!" Yiken'er didn't believe in Qingyan's skills, so he decided to let Yin do it.

Puff!

Yin smiled, Qingyan's frustrated little face made him look particularly happy.

"Yin!" Qing Yan was angry, "How did you destroy my image?"

Qingyan was furious and his eyes were met.
Chapter completed!