The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

Emperor Qianlong hurried back to Baoyue Tower and as soon as he entered the room he saw Hanxiang sitting in front of the window embroidering.

He walked up to her with a smile and asked softly, “Baby, you should have received the news, right?

Fu Zheng has now reached the Uyghur border, so I think he should have reached the Uyghur border by now."

Hanxiang put down the needle and thread in her hand, looked up at Qianlong, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

She nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Yes, when he comes back, he will be in time for his wedding with Qing'er. This way, the wedding doesn't have to be postponed any further."

Qianlong nodded with satisfaction and turned his gaze to the two little ones in the cradle beside him.

He asked gently, "Are they behaving well today? Are they making any noise?"

Hanxiang turned her head and looked at the child in the cradle, her eyes full of maternal love.

She said with relief: "Ruize is very well behaved and has been sleeping quietly, but Jingluo is a little naughty.

But this child is smart and although naughty, he still knows his limits."

Qianlong walked to the cradle, reached out his hand and gently stroked Rui Ze's little face, with a happy smile on his face.

He turned to look at Hanxiang and said jokingly, "When you have time, I want you to write to me and ask if Caixi looks exactly like you when you were a child."

After saying this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Hanxiang glared at him coquettishly and said with a red face, "My husband always makes fun of me."

Qianlong smiled and took her into his arms, saying gently: "My husband likes you so much that I can't express it. Looking at Caixi is like looking at you as a child."

Hanxiang hugged Ruize, looked at him tenderly and said softly: "From this perspective, Ruize is more like your husband. He doesn't cry or make a fuss and is easy to take care of."

Qianlong smiled and nodded, then looked at Ruize in Hanxiang's arms and Jingluo in the cradle beside him, his eyes full of fatherly love.

Then he noticed the needlework Hanxiang had placed aside and asked curiously, "Baby, are you making clothes for the two children?"

Hanxiang smiled and nodded, put down Rui Ze and picked up the needlework in her hands, continuing to sew the edge of the clothes skillfully.

She replied, "Yes, the two children grow fast, and the previous small clothes are no longer enough for them, so I plan to make a few new ones for them."

After hearing this, Qianlong felt a little jealous and said in a coquettish manner: "My dear, you haven't done anything for your husband yet, and you only think about your two children."

Hanxiang couldn't help laughing out loud and said angrily: "Didn't I embroider a purse for you?"

Qianlong looked dissatisfied and pouted, "I want the purse, but my husband wants the clothes you made now."

Hanxiang smiled helplessly and comforted her: "Okay, I'll make it for you when I finish making the children's clothes, okay?"

Qianlong then nodded with satisfaction and advised: "Don't work too hard, baby. There's no rush. Just take your time. As long as you can finish before the two little ones, it will be fine."

Hanxiang looked at the almost finished clothes in her hands and put them aside, then turned around and picked up a piece of ink-colored cloth to start cutting.

Qianlong couldn't help but grinning as he looked at her: "Baby really loves me the most."

After saying this, Qianlong became a little confused again: "Baby, don't you want to help your husband measure his size?"

Hanxiang said a little embarrassedly: "I already know my husband's figure, there is no need to measure the size."

When Qianlong heard this, his heart was boiling, and he whispered in her ear: "Your husband also knows your figure, my dear, it's so beautiful!"

Hanxiang blushed and didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head and worked on her tailoring.

Qianlong looked at the shy beauty and felt very itchy in his heart.

He reached out and snatched the cloth from her hand and threw it aside, then picked her up like a princess and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

Hanxiang was startled and struggled, "What are you doing, husband? Ruize and Jingluo are watching us!"

Qianlong ignored her and walked forward while holding her in his arms, turning back and telling the wet nurse to take the two little ones down.

Then he hugged Hanxiang in his arms and said with a sly smile: "It's okay now."

After saying this, without waiting for Hanxiang's reaction, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. His hands were not idle either, and he eagerly tore her clothes off.

Soon, their clothes were scattered all over the floor...

Hanxiang panted and pushed him: "Husband, wait a minute."

Qianlong kept moving: "My dear baby, let's talk later. Your husband misses you so much. Let your husband take good care of you."

Hanxiang was dazed by his kiss and gave up resisting.

After a long time, he carried Hanxiang into the inner room, looked at the kiss marks on her body, and possessed her fiercely again.

When Hanxiang woke up, it was already daybreak. Qianlong had finished his court session and was standing by her bed.

Hanxiang looked at him with red eyes and said: "My husband is becoming less and less compassionate to me now, and it hurts me so much."

Qianlong kissed her forehead and said: "My husband can't help it. Whenever I think of my husband in you, I can't help but want to possess you more deeply."

Hanxiang felt so ashamed when she heard him say that that she got up and had lunch before continuing to help him make clothes.

The Uyghur, Ali Hezhuo, sat in the first seat, looking down majestically. He ordered his men to bring Monerdan up.

The tribesmen's eyes were filled with resentment and hatred, and they wished they could immediately cut the man who deceived the princess into pieces.

They gnashed their teeth, and their hatred for Mondane grew stronger.

Ali Hezhuo looked at Monerdan who was brought up and said loudly,

"Mondan is the son of a traitor and has committed heinous crimes. He must be beheaded today to comfort our fallen warriors!"

His voice spread throughout the venue, making everyone feel the power of justice.

However, Mondan showed no fear at all. He stared at Ali Hezhuo fiercely.

He responded without showing any weakness: “My father may be a traitor, but so what?

What qualifications do you have to be the leader of the Uyghurs? If it weren't for the princess, the Uyghurs would have belonged to my father long ago!"

When Ali Hezhuo heard this, his face turned gloomy. After a moment of silence, he waved his hand to signal his men to tie Mondane to the pillar.

He turned around, faced his people, and said in Uyghur: "Merdan is right, the Uyghur people can be what they are today, it is indeed inseparable from the efforts of the princess.

However, the princess is also a member of our Uyghur people, and she shares the honor and disgrace with us.

Now, the princess has given birth to a little prince for the Qing Dynasty, and I have decided to hand over the Uyghur people to the princess. From now on, the Uyghur people and the Qing Dynasty will be friendly for generations and develop and prosper together. "

When the tribesmen heard this, they became excited and cheered one after another.

They shouted: "The leader is mighty!" "May the Uyghurs and the Qing Dynasty always have peace!"

The whole scene was very lively and everyone was full of expectations for the future.

Ali Hezhuo looked at Mondal expressionlessly and said coldly: "Someone come and chop off his head for me."

Hearing this, Mondan's eyes widened, but it was too late to resist. With a flash of the knife, his head rolled to the ground.

Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Fu Zheng bowed to Ali Hezhuo and said, "Ali Hezhuo, since the matter of Monerdan has been resolved, I will take my leave first.

There are still many important affairs in the Qing Dynasty waiting for me to deal with, and I also need to go back to prepare for my wedding."

Ali Hezhuo nodded slightly, then waved Fu Zheng to enter the tent.

After Fu Zheng walked into the tent, Ali Hezhuo took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

He also instructed: "General Fu, this is the letter I wrote to the princess. Please be sure to hand it to her personally."

Fu Zheng took the letter, placed it solemnly on his chest, and responded: "Don't worry, Hezhuo, I will definitely hand this letter to the princess personally."

After saying that, Fu Zheng turned and left the tent.

When the tribesmen learned that Fu Zheng was about to leave, they came to see him off spontaneously.

Fu Zheng looked at them gratefully and said sincerely:

"Thank you all for seeing me off. I have an important mission to accomplish and need to return to the capital as soon as possible. If I have the chance, I will definitely come to the Uyghurs again."