“Your fourteenth uncle is slacking off.” Kangxi waved his hand, and the eunuch who wanted to test the poison dared not step forward, but looked at Liang Jiugong for help.
Honghui noticed their commotion and quickly ate a piece: "Mother had a lot braised, but Father took them all. Honghui only got this little bit."
What were simply peanuts were described by Honghui as some rare delicacy, and the grandfather and grandson quickly finished the whole bag, one after another.
Seeing that Kangxi was leaning back in his chair looking tired, Honghui moved his hands and said, "Grandpa, I've recently learned a new massage technique. Would you mind if I gave you a massage?"
"Why are you learning this?" Kangxi asked, somewhat puzzled. As far as he knew, Honghui's daily studies were not easy.
Honghui walked behind Kangxi and, seeing that he did not object, began to massage Kangxi's shoulders with force: "Teacher has been feeling lazy lately. His wife said that his old illness has flared up. When it's severe, he can only lie down, and lying down for too long will cause him to feel sore all over. When I go to see Teacher, I will massage him and make him feel more comfortable."
"Mr. Gu has also reached this age," Kangxi remarked. "He's getting old."
Honghui's grip remained firm: "Grandson doesn't agree with that. Whether someone is old or not isn't about their appearance but their mindset. Grandfather is absorbing new things every day, and being like grandson makes him young."
"Haha, you're good at coaxing Grandfather." Kangxi closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Seeing that Kangxi's breathing was steady, Honghui pressed on his chest for a while longer before quietly slipping out.
Liang Jiugong covered Kangxi with a light blanket, and his heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, slowly calmed down. Today had passed peacefully.
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