The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

The tribesmen nodded in understanding and watched Fu Zheng's team go farther and farther away until they disappeared.

Then, the tribesmen slowly left.

Fu Zheng led the army and marched day and night, and finally returned to the capital in the shortest time possible.

After returning to the palace, Fu Zheng first went to Baoyue Tower to meet Qianlong, and then took out Ali Khoja's letter and handed it to Hanxiang.

Hanxiang took the letter and said to him: "Young General, you have traveled a long way, please go back and have a rest first!"

Fu Zheng bowed and said: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Your clansmen have asked me to send you many things, which are all in the yard."

Hanxiang was so moved that she thanked him repeatedly and went downstairs.

Qianlong looked at Fu Zheng and asked with concern,

"Did you have a smooth journey to the Uyghur people? Did you encounter any dangers or difficulties?"

Fu Zheng replied respectfully,

“Your Majesty, there were indeed some insignificant mobs on the road, but they were all successfully captured by me and did not cause much impact.

In addition, Ali Hezhuo also stated that the Uyghurs will be managed by the Empress in the future, and hoped that the Uyghurs and the Qing Dynasty could coexist forever and live in harmony.

After hearing this, Qianlong nodded with satisfaction, patted Fu Zheng's shoulder gently and said.

"Very good! You have worked hard this time. You can go home to visit your mother later, and you should also hurry up to prepare for your marriage.

After all, the wedding date is approaching and there are still many things to be arranged.

However, before getting married, try to avoid seeing Qing'er again. After all, it has been said since ancient times that it is unlucky for newlyweds to meet before getting married."

Fu Zheng bowed to Qianlong and thanked him, then left the room.

At the same time, Hanxiang ordered her servants to put all the gifts sent by the tribesmen into the warehouse.

When she went upstairs again, she happened to see Fu Zheng walking out of the gate of Baoyue Tower.

Fu Zheng bowed politely to Hanxiang, then turned and left.

Hanxiang walked into the room and saw Qianlong sitting at the table.

She asked curiously, "Husband, have you finished talking with General Fu so quickly?"

Qianlong smiled, took her hand, and explained, “He just came back and must be exhausted.

So I asked him to go back and rest first, and take care of the marriage-related matters at the same time.

Other matters can be discussed later."

Hanxiang nodded in understanding and began to read the letter from her father.

The paper only read: "My dear daughter, Monerdan has been sentenced to death by your father. He can no longer threaten you, so you can rest assured.

Besides, Daddy has handed the Uyghur tribe to you, and inside it is a token from the Uyghur leader.

Daddy specially changed it into a ring you like, and you can pass it on to Mujun and Caixi if you want to.

Daddy is doing fine, don't worry."

Hanxiang looked at the words on the letter, and these words kept echoing in her mind, and she couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Seeing her like this, Qianlong reached out and took the letter from her hand, quickly read it, and then hugged her tightly.

Asked gently: "What are you thinking about, baby?"

Hanxiang slowly came back to her senses, leaned her head in Qianlong's arms, and shook her head gently, indicating that she had no special thoughts.

However, her eyes revealed a hint of confusion and bewilderment, as if she was still thinking about something.

Upon seeing this, Qianlong gently lifted Hanxiang's chin and let her look directly into his eyes.

Then he asked softly: "Baby, are you still thinking about the death of that Uyghur man? Hmm?"

Hanxiang looked at Qianlong's slightly jealous expression and quickly explained, "My husband, please don't misunderstand me. I just had a sudden feeling.

After all, I have known him for so many years, so it is inevitable that I will have some emotions."

Qianlong picked up Hanxiang and let her sit on him. He looked at her affectionately and said gently:

"My dear, remember, even if he dies, you can only have your husband in your heart, okay? You and your whole heart can only belong to your husband."

Seeing Qianlong's unhappy expression, Hanxiang took the initiative to kiss him with her red lips. Qianlong immediately took the initiative and deepened the kiss.

Qianlong held Hanxiang and moved to another place, from the stool to the table and finally to the room.

Hanxiang was also extremely passionate. Qianlong possessed her madly again and again until she was out of strength.

After helping Hanxiang clean up, he went to the hall to get the ring and put it on her before he fell asleep in her arms.

The next day, Hanxiang woke up and her cheeks blushed when she thought about what happened last night. She asked Gina to help her change clothes.

I inadvertently saw the ring on the middle finger and smiled knowingly. The Uyghur people will get better and better in the future, along with the rest of the tribes.

Soon it was the night before Qing'er's wedding. The old lady took out the Buddhist beads that she had treasured for a long time and helped her put them on.

"Qing'er, this string of Buddhist beads has been with me for many years. It was my dowry before I got married. Now I'm giving it to you. I hope you and Fu Zheng will live happily together for a long time."

Qing'er refused again and again: "Master Buddha, this is too expensive, how can I accept it?"

The old Buddha held Qing'er in his arms and said, "Silly Qing'er, you are my granddaughter, who else should I give these Buddhist beads to if not you?

If Fu Zheng treats you badly in the future, come to the palace and I will take care of it for you, or you can go to the emperor and sweetheart."

Qing'er was so moved that she burst into tears: "Grandpa...thank you! You are so kind to me"!

The old lady gently wiped away Qing'er's tears.

"Okay, stop crying. Tomorrow is your big day. You should be happy."

Qing'er nodded: "Okay, I understand, Mr. Buddha."

The old lady looked at Qing'er, her eyes full of love and reluctance: "Qing'er, you must be happy, do you understand?"

Qing'er nodded vigorously: "Master Buddha, I will definitely be happy, please rest assured."

The old lady smiled and said: "Okay, that's good."

Qing'er held Mr. Buddha's hand tightly and said, "Mr. Buddha, I will come back to see you often."

The old lady said with relief: "Okay, good children, I will wait for you to come back."

On this warm night, Qing'er felt the deep love and blessing of Mr. Buddha, and it also strengthened her determination to spend her life with Fu Zheng.

Qing'er couldn't help but lean on the old lady's arms to make a promise.

"I understand, Mr. Buddha, don't worry, I will live a good life with him and will come back to see you often."

The old lady patted Qing'er's back gently and said, "Be good, go to bed quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow!"

Qing'er nodded, then slowly closed her eyes.

She felt as if she was in a haze, and a familiar voice seemed to come to her ears, calling her name.

However, sleepiness came over her like a tide, and she could not resist it.

So she turned over gently and continued to indulge in a sweet dream.

The old lady stood beside the bed, gently shaking Qing'er's shoulders.

He said gently: "Qing'er, it's time to get up. Fu Zheng will come to pick you up in a while."

Qing'er was suddenly awakened by the shout. She quickly sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and found that it was almost dawn.

She hurriedly got up and let the palace maids burn incense and wash her.

Hanxiang had already arrived at the Cining Palace and enthusiastically helped Qing'er prepare everything needed for the wedding.

Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei also came. They were busy shuttling between the palaces, adding a festive atmosphere to Qing'er's wedding.

For a moment, the Cining Palace was bustling with activity and everyone was busy.

When Qing'er finally finished dressing up, Emperor Qianlong also came to the Cining Palace in person.

Everyone bowed to him and greeted him, but Qianlong kindly exempted everyone from the formalities and expressed his deep blessings and care for Qing'er.

Qianlong held Qing'er's hand and said earnestly, "Qing'er, today is your big day, and I have come specially to see you off.

If Fu Zheng treats you badly in the future, just come back to the palace and find me, and I will definitely take care of it for you."