The Destiny of Going to Hell

The matter has been settled, and An Hui will certainly not take advantage of Qianlong's scandal.

"Since it has been confirmed that Princess Huanzhu is indeed the emperor's biological daughter, then everything can be done according to the emperor's wishes."

After saying this, Anhui slowly left.

As for why Xiaoyanzi's blood mixed with Qianlong's blood, it was because before An Hui went to the imperial study, she deliberately took a leisurely stroll in the corridors of the palace.

There is a special well in the imperial study, and the area around the well is closely guarded by guards. However, as the queen, Anhui was just walking around casually.

As she passed the well, she very covertly took out a small pill from her sleeve. The pill was made of alum and was round and smooth.

She threw the pill into the well with great speed. The pill disappeared instantly as soon as it entered the water, leaving only slight ripples on the water surface, which disappeared in a flash.

Since Concubine Ling and Emperor Qianlong both believe that Xiaoyanzi is the emperor's biological daughter, I naturally have to lend them a helping hand.

By fulfilling Qianlong's wish, am I not also the Bodhisattva who fulfills wishes?

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

She wanted to see how Xiaoyanzi and Yongqi could still love each other now that they were siblings.

Even if Yongqi believed what Xiaoyanzi said, and the two still chose to be together, wouldn't Qianlong feel resentful?

How did Xiaoyanzi's blood mix with his own blood?

It was Concubine Ling who prepared the water bowls.

Once the truth comes out, Concubine Ling will die.

When her little twelfth child turned six, he went to the prince's residence. During this period of time, she had the opportunity to rectify the atmosphere in Kunning Palace.

Afterwards, Qianlong happily took Xiaoyanzi to offer sacrifices to heaven, and proudly announced to the public that this was his Princess Huanzhu.

The procession for offering sacrifice to the sky was huge. Little Swallow sat upright on the gorgeous carriage, dressed in bright clothes and with sparkling pearls and jade on her head. She looked radiant and radiant.

Her face was full of joy and excitement, and her eyes were shining with excitement.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and both sides of the road were crowded with people. Xiaoyanzi looked at the curious and excited faces and couldn't help but greet the people happily.

She waved her hands and smiled as bright as the sun. Her lively and playful appearance drew cheers from the people.

Jinsuo and Ziwei happened to see Xiaoyanzi as well.

Jinsuo widened his eyes and looked furious, feeling that Xiaoyanzi had deceived his young lady.

She bit her lips tightly, clenched her fists, and her eyes were burning with anger.

Ziwei was crying so hard that her eyes were filled with tears. Her expression was so heartbreaking.

Her face was full of sadness and confusion, and she felt that this must be a misunderstanding.

She kept sobbing, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.

Later, by accident, the two met Erkang.

Erkang saw how pitiful they were and took them home.

When Mr. and Mrs. Fulun heard Ziwei's words, they looked solemn and looked at each other. Although they didn't explicitly say they didn't believe it, they didn't believe it completely either.

They arranged for people to stay in the mansion for the time being. Then Mrs. Fulun gave a look, and Fulun understood what she meant and secretly sent a letter to Concubine Ling in the palace.

This was the first time An Hui met Xiao Twelve.

The little child stood there, tugging at the hem of his clothes with his hands, looking very reserved.

After all, An Hui was too strict with him before, and all she talked about was rules, which made the child feel a little resistant.

An Hui slowly squatted down and looked at Xiao Twelve at eye level.

There was a rare tenderness in her eyes as she asked softly.

"Little Twelve, how was your study today? Are you hungry now? Do you want the Empress to ask someone to make you some cloud cakes?"

Although she speaks harshly, how could Anhui not care about her own children?

She remembers exactly what her children like to eat.

Facing the Empress Dowager’s genuine concern for him for the first time, the little child was so excited that he threw himself into Anhui’s arms.

"Mr. Ji praised me for doing a good job on my homework. Empress Dowager, I'm hungry and want to eat some shredded pork with soy sauce."

An Hui smiled dotingly, then picked up Little Twelve and walked to the table.

Xiao Twelve's face turned red instantly.

"Put me down, mother. I am too big to be hugged!"

This remark caused An Hui to laugh softly.

"No matter how old Little Twelve is, he is still a child in the Empress' heart."

An Hui brought honey water to Xiao Twelve, secretly putting some body-strengthening pills and wisdom pills in it.

Looking at the little child holding the cup and drinking his favorite sweet water, his eyes and eyebrows were curved with joy.

An Hui also felt happy, which was rare for her, and was filled with emotion.

Obedient children are indeed angels that heal people's hearts.

From today on, it seemed as if the previous rift between mother and son no longer existed, and they got along more and more harmoniously.

Yongqi would tell his imperial mother everything, and there were no secrets between the mother and son.

After hearing Little Twelve talking about how Sister Xiaoyanzi was always making a fuss in the study room, and how Yongqi and the two brothers Fu also made a fuss, An Hui turned around and admonished Little Twelve.

"Little Twelve, don't get involved in their affairs. Study hard and listen to the teacher, okay?"

Little Twelve nodded obediently, and An Hui rubbed his cheek.

When Concubine Ling received the letters from her sister and brother-in-law, she couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.

This little swallow is actually a fake!

This is a problem. She is now like yellow mud falling into her crotch. It must be shit if it’s not shit.

There was no other choice but to bring Ziwei and Jinsuo into the palace first and then see what happened.

She saw that the emperor was still very concerned about Xiaoyanzi. If she revealed something at the right time, it would not be just a bombshell, but a firework.

However, now that things have come to this, she has to maximize her benefits, right?

So, in her reply, she asked Ziwei and Erkang to cultivate their relationship, and then arrange for Ziwei and Jinsuo to enter the palace later.

The relationship between Ziwei and Erkang in the Fulun Mansion is developing rapidly.

The two of them looked at the stars and the moon, recited poems and songs, and soon they fell in love with each other.

An Hui felt sad when she saw the screen projection of 555. Could it be that Ziwei couldn’t even remember to observe mourning for her own mother?

Are you falling in love with another man so soon?

These days, Xiaoyanzi made a lot of trouble in the study, Xiaoshier's clothes were all dirty, and An Hui's face didn't look good either.

She really underestimated Xiaoyanzi's ability to stir up trouble.

An Hui was wearing a more ordinary palace dress. The light yellow clothes were fresh and elegant. She did not wear the solemn bright yellow clothes to show her status and nobility.

After all, no matter how noble one is, can one be more noble than the emperor?

She had chosen this dress carefully, which made her look less aggressive and more delicate and gentle.

After changing her clothes, An Hui walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When he arrived, Qianlong was worried about what Ji Xiaolan said about Xiaoyanzi.

When he saw Anhui coming, his eyes lit up.

An Hui's face is undoubtedly beautiful. Now paired with this fresh yellow dress, she is like a delicate flower, exuding charming charm.

That fragile look makes people feel pity for her.

Qianlong helped An Hui up and put his hand on her. "Why is the Queen here?"