The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

Qianlong said softly: "My dear, you can't get cold these days, and don't hug Mujun and Caixi.

Especially you can’t wash your hair these few days, wait until you get better.”

Hanxiang nodded, and her well-behaved look made Qianlong couldn't help but kiss her.

Then he held her gently in his arms, feeling each other's warmth.

Fu Zheng led his army across the vast grassland and after a long journey, finally arrived outside the border.

There, they met a large team led by Ali Khoja.

Fu Zheng looked at the crowd in front of him, feeling a surge of anticipation in his heart.

He knew that this meeting would determine the direction of many things.

When the two sides approached, Aisan came forward and said in not very fluent Chinese: "My name is Aisan, and I am waiting for the general here on the orders of Khoja.

General, you have worked hard on the journey. Please take a rest first, and then we will return to the Uyghurs together!"

Fu Zheng looked up at the sky, estimated the time, and nodded, "Okay, thank you Aisan Burke."

Aishan came to Fu Zheng, with a hint of curiosity and concern in his eyes. He couldn't help asking, "Is the princess doing well in your Qing Dynasty?"

Fu Zheng stared at Aishan and couldn't help but feel alert.

This young man looks to be only in his twenties and cares so much about Hanxiang. Could he also be one of the Queen's admirers?

Thinking of this, his tone became cautious: "Your princess lives well in the palace, and the emperor loves her very much."

After hearing Fu Zheng's answer, Aisan showed a gratified smile on his face.

"That's good. My wife has been missing the princess, so I wanted to ask you about the situation so that she can feel more at ease."

Fu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be just a simple greeting.

He responded with a smile: "The princess is treated well in the palace and she also likes life in the palace."

The two chatted for a while and got to know each other.

As time went on, Fu Zheng's troops began to move forward, heading towards the Uyghurs.

Two days later, they finally reached the Uyghur territory.

Ali Khoja personally welcomed Fu Zheng and ordered Monerdan to be imprisoned.

Then he warmly invited Fu Zheng into the camp and hosted a banquet for him to express his gratitude.

Fu Zheng sat at the banquet and talked with Ali Hezhuo to learn about the situation of the Uyghur people and their expectations for the future.

At the same time, he also reported the court's attitude and policies to Ali Khoja.

After the two finished talking, Ali Hezhuo stood up and enthusiastically invited Fu Zheng to

"Major General, we have specially prepared a grand bonfire dinner tonight. We hope you can attend."

His eyes were full of expectation and kindness.

Fu Zheng nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and stood up and bowed.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality, I feel honored and will definitely attend the meeting." His voice was firm and powerful.

As night fell, the bonfire party began.

The tribesmen sat around the bonfire, singing and dancing happily. They were dressed in bright traditional costumes, with happy smiles on their faces.

Ali Hezhuo smiled and said to Fu Zheng,

"This is the highest etiquette of our tribe to welcome guests. I hope the major general can enjoy this happy night."

Fu Zheng replied gratefully: "Fu Zheng is honored, thank you Hezhuo."

He was infected by the enthusiasm of his fellow tribesmen and felt particularly happy.

At this time, a beautiful young woman couldn't help but walk up to Fu Zheng and communicate with him in Uyghur.

Fu Zheng looked confused and at a loss.

Upon seeing this, Ali Khoja hurriedly explained: "This is Rena. She wants to ask you whether the princess is living well in your Qing Dynasty?"

As Ali Hezhuo finished speaking, the whole audience suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fu Zheng, eager to hear his answer.

Although they had heard some rumors about the princess in the Qing Dynasty, they had not received any definite news.

Now, they finally have a chance to see the situation for themselves.

Fu Zheng looked at the expressions on the tribesmen's faces and said loudly, "Please rest assured that your princess is living well in our Qing Dynasty.

The emperor dotes on her very much, and she is very happy and joyful in the Qing Dynasty"!

Some people who understood Chinese translated his words to other members of the tribe. After hearing them, the other members of the tribe finally felt relieved and began to cheer even more enthusiastically.

At this time, a young Uyghur girl came over, with longing in her eyes.

He asked softly, "General, can you help us bring something for the princess when you leave? We all miss her very much."

Fu Zheng smiled and nodded in agreement: "Of course, I will hand it over to the princess personally when the time comes, please rest assured."

After hearing this, the tribesmen smiled with joy and thanked Fu Zheng one after another.

And they continued to sing, laugh, dance, and the celebration lasted for a long time, until it gradually faded away late at night.

The next morning, the tribesmen woke up early and began to prepare gifts for the princess.

These gifts filled two whole carriages, representing the tribesmen’s deep blessings and longings.

When Fu Zheng saw Ali Hezhuo coming out and bowing to him, he said: "Hezhuo, I have important matters to attend to in the capital and would like to return first. What do you think?"

Ali Hezhuo raised his hand to interrupt him and said loudly to his people in Uyghur: "General Fu Zheng has brought back our Uyghur traitor Mengerdan.

He deceived the princess and even tried to hold her hostage to threaten us. What do you think we should do with him?"

When the tribesmen heard this, they were immediately furious and shouted that they wanted to execute Mondal.

For them, Mondan's deceiving the princess was a big violation of their law.

Now they are even trying to take the princess as hostage. This is simply intolerable!

Ali Hezhuo turned to look at Fu Zheng, and said with gratitude in his eyes: "General, why don't you stay for two more days.

Can you return to Beijing after you deal with the traitor Mondane?"

Fu Zheng thought about it and finally nodded: "Okay, then I will bother you for two more days."

In the imperial palace in the capital, Qianlong was sitting in the imperial study, handling government affairs, when suddenly a young eunuch walked in with a letter.

"Your Majesty, here is a letter sent from the border."

Qianlong took the letter and as soon as he saw the words on the envelope, he knew it was sent by Fu Zheng.

He immediately opened the envelope and read it carefully. After reading the letter, Qianlong finally felt relieved.

"Someone come! Go tell the Queen that Fu Zheng has arrived at the border and he must have met Lord Taishan now."

At the same time, in the Cining Palace, Qing'er was chatting with the Empress Dowager.

At this time, a palace maid came in and handed a letter to Qing'er.

"Princess Qing, someone sent you a letter."

Qing'er took the letter doubtfully and glanced at the envelope. She saw four big words "Qing'er's Dearest Letter" written on it. A sweet smile appeared on her face.

"Thank you. You can go down first."

Qing'er took the letter, walked to the old Buddha, bowed and said: "Old Buddha, Qing'er has something to do, I will go back to my room first."

The old lady smiled and nodded, and Qing'er turned and left.

Back in the room, Qing'er couldn't wait to open the envelope. Inside was a piece of white letter paper covered with dense handwriting.

Qing'er looked at every line of words carefully, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and her eyes sparkled with happiness.

The letter reads

"Dear Qing'er, it has been more than a month since we last parted. I wonder how you are?

I'm doing fine out there, but I miss you a little.

I am now in the Uyghur territory and I believe I will be able to return to Beijing soon.

When I return to Beijing, I will come to find you immediately and marry you. From now on, we will never be separated again.

Fu Zheng stayed".

Qing'er carefully folded the letter and placed it against her chest, her heart filled with anticipation and joy.