The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

Qianlong gazed at her confused and lovely appearance, his heart filled with pity and love.

After she finished her meal, Qianlong took a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.

Then he adjusted her into a comfortable position so that she could lean on him and rest better, while he leisurely enjoyed his breakfast.

When Mr. Lafayette saw the couple's intimate behavior, he felt a sting in his eyes.

Chen Bangzhi and his wife were even more stunned.

Seeing this, Mr. Buddha hurriedly explained.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. This is how the Emperor and Little Sweetheart usually get along. You'll just have to get used to it slowly."

Madam Chen said with envy, "I've long heard that the Emperor and the Empress are very affectionate. Today I see that their reputation is well-deserved, and it makes others envious."

The old lady's face was all smiles, and she couldn't stop laughing.

"The relationship between the emperor and his sweetheart is indeed enviable. Seeing how close they are, I am very satisfied."

Qianlong turned a deaf ear to her and just focused on eating happily with Hanxiang in his arms.

Only after he finished his meal did Hanxiang slowly wake up.

She felt extremely comfortable in his arms and couldn't help rubbing her little head against him again.

Qianlong's eyes became a little deeper when he looked at her, but considering that there were so many people present, he had to suppress his inner impulse and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I thought to myself: "What a nagging little devil, seducing people without even realizing it."

After a while, he asked softly, "Are you awake, baby?"

Hanxiang slowly opened her eyes and replied in a soft voice, "I'm awake, husband, where are we?"

Qianlong pinched her little nose lovingly and said softly, "Little Confused, we are at Chen's house, have you forgotten?"

Hanxiang's mind went blank for a moment, and when she reacted, her cheeks instantly became hot, like a ripe apple.

She quickly buried her head in his arms, not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, she was filled with shyness and nervousness. She was too embarrassed to see anyone!

When Qianlong saw her red ears, he felt pity for her.

He gently stretched out his hand and covered her face, preventing others from seeing her appearance at the moment.

There was endless tenderness in his eyes, as if he could squeeze water out of them.

At this moment, he just wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, protect her well, and not let anyone have the chance to see her beauty.

As time passed, Hanxiang felt that her face was no longer so hot and her mood gradually calmed down.

Finally, she slowly poked her head out of his arms.

Qianlong held her slender waist and walked slowly forward. He said softly, "Today, the four daughters of the Chen family are going to show their talents. How about we go and watch them together?"

Hanxiang nodded slightly and replied, "Okay, I also want to see other people's dancing!"

Qianlong stared into her eyes and said seriously and attentively: "In your eyes, your dancing posture is the most charming and no one can match it."

Hanxiang looked at him with a brilliant smile on her face, as beautiful as a blooming flower: "My husband only knows how to make me happy."

However, her heart was as sweet as honey, and the feeling of happiness spread in her heart.

Qianlong looked at Hanxiang tenderly and said affectionately, "My husband is telling the truth. In my husband's eyes, my darling is the best. No one can compare to her."

Hanxiang's face was filled with a happy smile, and she responded softly: "My husband is also the best in my eyes. I love my husband the most."

The last sentence was spoken quietly, so quietly that only Qianlong could hear it, and no one else could hear it at all.

When Qianlong heard Hanxiang's confession, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, his heart was filled with joy, as if he had turned into a young boy.

Seeing Qianlong like this, Hanxiang couldn't help but smiled and reminded him, "My husband, you are smiling so silly, please stop smiling. You are the king of a country, you must pay attention to your image."

Upon hearing this, Qianlong immediately put away his smile and returned to a serious expression, but his eyes were still full of love and doting: "My dear, you are right. Your husband only smiles for you."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of sweetness and happiness.

When the others saw the emperor and the empress whispering to each other as if no one was around, they consciously moved away from them, for fear of hearing something they shouldn't hear.

But she also silently sighed in her heart that the Emperor treated the Empress so well, making others envious.

By the time everyone arrived at the yard, the four sisters had been waiting there for a long time.

When they saw Emperor Qianlong and Empress Dowager Cixi, they immediately knelt down and saluted in unison, appearing extremely respectful.

Qianlong smiled and exempted them from the formalities, and personally helped Hanxiang to sit down, making them look particularly affectionate.

The old lady was carefully served by Qing'er and sat down. Her eyes revealed a majestic and kind light, as if she could see into people's hearts.

At this time, Zhihua walked to the center of the yard and began to dance gracefully.

Her figure was light and graceful, like a dancing butterfly, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw that she was holding a colorful ribbon in her hand, and as her dance moves changed, the ribbon drew beautiful arcs in the air.

At the same time, she was actually dancing and painting at the same time. Her movements were so skillful and her techniques were so advanced that it was amazing.

The other three sisters were playing the piano nearby. The melodious music matched Zhihua's dance moves perfectly, forming a beautiful picture.

However, Xiaoyanzi was not impressed by this. She had seen Hanxiang's four arts performance, which was truly stunning.

Therefore, she whispered to Yongqi: "I think Hanxiang's dance is more beautiful."

Yong Qi also covered his mouth with his hands and whispered, "Of course, the Queen's dancing style is unmatched. No matter how good others are, they are just imitating her."

Ziwei and Erkang sat aside, watching the performance, but seemed a little bored.

They had witnessed Hanxiang's amazing talent before. In comparison, the performance before them, although good, lacked that exciting novelty.

They smiled at each other, knowing in their hearts that, for them, no matter how many performances there were in the future, they would be no better than this, and it would be difficult for anything to surpass Hanxiang's position in their hearts.

Hanxiang was watching with great interest. She commented on Zhihua's dancing and paintings from time to time, with admiration gleaming in her eyes.

She whispered to Qianlong, "My husband, look, Zhihua's dance is really beautiful. This painting is also well done. The plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum each have their own style. It's really good."

When Qianlong heard this, his eyes never left Hanxiang's face. He responded perfunctorily: "Well, it's just that in my heart, it can't compare to the attractiveness of my darling's dance."

His tone was full of love and doting on Hanxiang.

When Hanxiang heard Qianlong's words, she glared at him coquettishly and then stopped talking.

Qing'er was also watching Zhihua's performance intently, silently comparing her dancing posture with Hanxiang's in her heart, and it was obvious that Hanxiang's was more stunning.

When the dance was over, Zhihua came over and bowed, saying, "Zhihua, thank you for your humility."

Hanxiang immediately clapped her hands and praised: "Miss Zhihua is indeed multi-talented. She is good at dancing and painting."

Her tone was full of sincerity and appreciation, which made Zhihua feel very happy and satisfied.

At this time, Mrs. Chen said modestly.

"Your Majesty, today's performance is just a leisurely work of the four sisters. It is not worthy of being performed in a formal place. Please just watch it casually."

Hanxiang smiled and said, "It's obvious that Miss Zhihua's dancing has been very well done. How can you say that it's not worthy of being in a formal place? Madam Chen is being modest."

Upon hearing this, the old lady agreed with Hanxiang's words. She waved her hand and smiled, "What my little sweetheart said is that since it is a work of the children in their spare time, it is even more precious.

I like it very much, you guys go ahead."

There was a kind and friendly tone in her voice, which made everyone feel very warm.