The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

After hearing this, Cai Xi looked unconvinced and retorted with a pout.

"Father, what you said is not right. Mother belongs to me and my brother, not just you"!

Mu Jun also nodded repeatedly, indicating his agreement with his sister.

"That's right, mother also said that she loved me and my sister the most, but you always snatched me from us and didn't allow mother to hug me! I haven't been close to mother for a long time."

Qianlong was so angry that he laughed, with a smile on his lips and a hint of helplessness and pampering in his eyes.

Said: "Your mother said that she loves me the most! She just likes you, do you understand?"

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, as if he found the children's naivety amusing.

After saying this, Qianlong turned his gaze to Mu Jun again, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and spoke in a serious tone.

"How old are you? Do you still want my baby to hold you? Do you understand that there should be no physical contact between men and women? Do you know that your mother can only hold me?"

There was a sense of majesty in his voice, as if he was educating a disobedient child.

When Mu Jun heard this, his face turned red with anger. He pouted his lips and retorted unconvincedly: "I'm only three years old! Father, you are unreasonable."

There was a glint of grievance and dissatisfaction in his eyes, and he obviously felt that his father's words were unfair.

Qianlong looked at him sideways and responded with a smile: "You kid are quite good at talking back!"

There was a hint of teasing in his expression, as if he was teasing his son.

At this time, the old lady couldn't stand it anymore, and said with a smile: "Okay, you two father and son should stop bickering."

Her eyes were gentle and kind, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Then, the Empress Dowager looked at Qianlong and reproached him.

"Emperor, you too, you are such a grown man and yet you still bother with a child, it makes you look bad."

There was a hint of blame in her words, but more of it was care and tolerance.

Then, Mr. Lagerfeld asked curiously: "Are you here to pick up the two children? Where is your sweetheart?"

Her eyes looked around, as if expecting to see the cute little girl.

Qianlong replied respectfully: "My Queen Mother, Xiang'er is tired and is resting. I came here to take Mujun and Caixi back to Baoyue Tower."

His tone was calm but firm, making his intention clear.

The old lady looked at him with a reproachful look: "You are such a fool, you don't know how to be gentle with women at all.

My little sweetheart has been exhausted by you, so let Mujun and Caixi sleep here today so that my little sweetheart can have a good rest."

After saying that, she drove him away: "You should go back and accompany my sweetheart. You don't need to worry about me here. Just take good care of my sweetheart!"

Upon hearing this, Qianlong bowed to the Empress Dowager, touched the two children's heads, and strode out of the Cining Palace.

He also missed his baby. Such a short moment seemed like a long time had passed, and he felt empty inside.

In Baoyue Tower, Hanxiang woke up and did not see the subtle disappointment in Qianlong's eyes.

But before she could get up, she heard the door of the bedroom open. Hanxiang turned around and saw Qianlong striding towards her.

Seeing Hanxiang woke up, he reached out and hugged her: "Baby, are you awake? Are you hungry?"

Hanxiang shook her head, "I'm not hungry. Where did my husband go just now? I missed you when I woke up and couldn't see you"!

Qianlong smiled and said, "My dear, your husband misses you too.

Just now, my husband didn’t disturb you because he saw you fell asleep. I went to the Cining Palace to check on the two little ones.

They will sleep with the Empress tonight, so your husband will come back quickly to accompany you."

As he spoke, he gently stroked Hanxiang's face, his eyes full of love.

Hanxiang blushed slightly and said, "Husband, I'll be shy if you do this."

Qianlong laughed out loud, "Haha, my baby is easily shy.

However, my husband just likes to see you shy! Charming and tight, just like a little elf."

Hanxiang lowered her head and bit her lips lightly, feeling very sweet in her heart.

Qianlong gently placed his lips on hers and kissed her softly.

However, when his eyes inadvertently swept over her neck, he noticed that it was covered with dense kiss marks.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked the marks. A sense of satisfaction surged in his heart, but at the same time, his breathing gradually became heavy.

Hanxiang shrank her neck slightly, leaned tenderly on Qianlong, with a happy smile on her face.

She whispered, "Husband, I'm a little hungry!"

Qianlong's heart warmed when he heard her sweet voice. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his excitement.

Then he carefully helped her put on her clothes and carried her to the hall for dinner.

After finishing their meal, they strolled in the yard together, enjoying the quiet time.

As time grew darker, the two returned to Baoyue Tower.

Hanxiang asked Aunt Kang to prepare hot water and asked Gina to help get clean clothes.

Afterwards, she went into the bathroom to take a bath with Gina's help.

Qianlong stood outside, listening to the gurgling sound of water coming from the inner room, and couldn't help feeling his throat dry.

He recalled that Hanxiang's body was covered with traces of his presence, and the fire in his heart grew stronger.

But he knew that he had spent many happy times with her today and couldn't bear to torment her again.

So he resisted the urge and told himself to wait patiently.

He thought that tomorrow was Yihua's third-day baptism ceremony, and was worried that Hanxiang would be too tired, so he sighed deeply and tried to suppress the passion surging in his heart.

Qianlong suppressed the lust in his heart, and after Hanxiang came out, he couldn't wait to go to the bedroom to cool down.

Hanxiang watched Qianlong's departing back and knew that he was enduring a lot of hardship.

After thinking for a moment, she waved her hand to let all the palace servants leave, and then walked straight into the inner room.

Qianlong smelled a familiar fragrance, turned to look at Hanxiang, and said gently.

"Baby, didn't you just finish taking a shower? Why are you coming in again?"

Hanxiang walked to the bathtub, sat down, and answered with a smile.

"I know my husband is having a hard time enduring it right now, so I came in specially to help him calm down"!

When Qianlong heard this, his breathing suddenly stagnated, but he still turned his back and spoke.

"My dear, you are already very tired today, and your husband cannot bear to let you suffer any more.

You just stay in the room and wait for your husband, he will come to accompany you soon."

Hanxiang did not respond to him. She silently took off her clothes and slowly entered the bathtub.

When Qianlong heard the sound of water behind him, his heart beat faster and he couldn't help but turn around quickly.

When he saw the blue and purple marks on Hanxiang's exposed skin, his breathing became noticeably rapid.

Hanxiang swam slowly to Qianlong, hugged his waist, and asked in a seductive tone: "Husband, don't you really want me?"

As she spoke, she kissed his neck softly, and when she touched his Adam's apple, she bit it gently, as if exploring an unknown and mysterious area.

Qianlong was touched by this sudden stimulation and could no longer bear his inner desires and impulses.

He suddenly hugged her slender waist, his eyes flashing with a fiery light, and said viciously: "You witch, wait and see how your husband will deal with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qianlong couldn't wait to hug her tightly in his arms, and their bodies were closely pressed together.

With great passion he pressed his lips hard against hers in a passionate kiss.

Their breathing mingled and their heartbeats grew faster and faster.

The atmosphere in the bathroom became increasingly heated, as if the entire space was filled with sparks of passion.

As they kissed passionately, water splashed everywhere, forming beautiful ripples, and the water flowed over the ground, forming a crystal clear water stain.

By the time Qianlong carried Hanxiang out of the water, the water had already turned cold.