The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

He gently lifted the curtain, walked into the tent, and held Hanxiang tightly in his arms.

"Baby, were you scared just now?"

Qianlong asked in a low voice, his voice was gentle and magnetic, making people feel warm.

Hanxiang nodded, there was still a hint of fear in her eyes, but more of it was concern and worry for Qianlong.

She said: "I was very scared when I first saw my husband being surrounded, but luckily I got there in time."

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was still immersed in the tense atmosphere just now.

Qianlong gently stroked Hanxiang's hair and comforted her.

"Don't be afraid, your husband is here and won't let you get hurt."

His words were full of firmness and commitment, which made Hanxiang feel extremely reassured.

After saying that, Hanxiang couldn't help but kiss his lips. Her movements were gentle and shy, like a shy little deer.

Qianlong felt her passion, and a fire suddenly ignited in his heart.

He couldn't help but respond to Hanxiang's kiss, holding her tightly in his arms and bringing her closer.

Seeing that she was so proactive, Qianlong couldn't help but hold the back of her head and deepen the kiss.

Their lips caressed each other, their tongues intertwined, their breath blending into one.

Hanxiang's body gradually became soft, and her hands unconsciously grabbed Qianlong's clothes, feeling his warmth.

When both of them were breathing rapidly, Qianlong reluctantly let go of Hanxiang.

His eyes were full of lust and desire, and a satisfied smile played on his lips.

Qianlong began to kiss her all over, from her forehead to her cheeks, to her neck and earlobes.

His kiss was as gentle as the spring breeze, yet it carried an irresistible charm.

Every kiss made Hanxiang's heart beat faster. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sweetness and warmth.

Only such a kiss could soothe Qianlong's restless heart. He needed to express his love and gratitude to Hanxiang in this way.

Hanxiang was also intoxicated in Qianlong's arms, her face filled with a happy smile.

The next morning, the sun shone on the earth. Emperor Qianlong personally led the army and escorted Mengbai to a wide open space.

In full view of the crowd, the executioner raised his knife and the white head rolled to the ground, with blood splattering everywhere.

As this thrilling scene took place, Myanmar was officially incorporated into the territory of the Qing Dynasty.

Qianlong stayed at the border for a full half month. After handling various affairs, he set out on the journey back to Beijing.

Hanxiang sat quietly in the carriage, gazing at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, with endless emotion welling up in her heart.

The last time she came here, she was so concerned about her father's safety that she had no time to appreciate the beautiful natural scenery around her.

However, when I returned this moment, I found that people and things had changed, and everything that was once familiar had become strange.

After a long and arduous journey, a whole month later, they finally arrived in the capital and once again stepped into the magnificent Baoyue Tower.

Ruize and Jingluo had been waiting here impatiently. As soon as they saw Qianlong and Hanxiang, they immediately ran over.

Hanxiang originally planned to open her arms to welcome the children, but when Rui Ze was about to approach her, she suddenly stopped.

Hanxiang was surprised and was about to ask the reason, but she heard Rui Ze speak seriously.

"Mother, I am now a grown-up. I can no longer act like a spoiled brat in your arms like I did when I was little."

Hearing this, Hanxiang couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in her heart.

She walked up slowly, hugged Rui Ze gently, and spoke softly.

"Ruize, no matter when or where, in your mother's heart, you will always be the little boy who needs care and comfort.

What I saw today proves that you have grown into an excellent man. I am very pleased and proud of you."

After hearing this, Rui Ze's eyes became moist and he could no longer suppress his longing for his mother. He hugged Hanxiang tightly and choked with sobs.

"Mother, I really miss you!"

At this moment, the deep affection between mother and son is like warm sunshine, illuminating the entire room.

Hanxiang gently stroked his hair, her eyes full of love, and said softly: "Mother misses you all the time, and of course Jingluo."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hanxiang slowly loosened her arms that were hugging Rui Ze, and instead hugged Jing Tao tightly in her arms, gently kissing her cute pink cheek, and said with great emotion.

"My precious daughter Jingluo has grown into a graceful young lady without me noticing!"

Jingluo snuggled in her mother's warm embrace and responded softly, "Mother, you've been away from us for a whole year this time!

My brother and I are no longer children, and we really miss you.”

Hearing this, Hanxiang felt a deep sense of guilt and quickly comforted them, "It's all mother's fault for making you suffer.

But don't worry, I will never leave you for so long again, I will definitely stay with you more, okay?"

Jing Tao nodded sensibly, showing understanding and tolerance.

"We don't blame our mother. Knowing that she is safe and healthy is more important than anything else."

Hanxiang was so moved that her eyes filled with tears. She held the children's hands tightly, not wanting to let go for a long time.

After a while, Hanxiang stood up and went to the Cining Palace to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager.

When he saw Hanxiang and the others return, Lao Foye was overjoyed and said with a big smile on his face: "Oh my, my little sweetheart is finally home!

"Have you ever been bullied while traveling outside for so long?"

Hanxiang smiled and shook her head, and replied: "Thank you for your concern, mother. With my husband accompanying me and taking good care of me, I am fine. You don't have to worry."

After hearing this, the old lady was very pleased. She reached out and gently stroked Hanxiang's hair, saying with concern.

"That's good, that's good..."

As he spoke, he began to tell her about the affairs of the palace: "Zhihua, that child, really makes me worry less.

So, I have specially selected an excellent marriage for her. The man is the Third Prince Yong'an.

You know, the Third Prince is already 26 years old and he hasn't even married yet!

In this way, after Zhihua gets married, she won't have to worry about any troubles like concubines or maids.

Moreover, Yongan is a low-key and reserved person, and he and Zhihua are a perfect match made in heaven!

Besides, I have already decided on an auspicious date - the third day of March next year, what do you think?"

When Hanxiang heard this, she couldn't help but look at Zhihua beside her and responded softly.

"That's great, mother. Your vision is always unique and accurate."

There was a relieved and kind smile on the old lady's face.

"Hahaha...seeing that each of you is so happy and content, I feel much more at ease in my heart!"

Hanxiang then comforted him, "Master Buddha, please be at ease.

I believe that in the days ahead, we will surely be more successful and prosperous. As for you, just enjoy the joy of having grandchildren."

The old man smiled and nodded, expressing his agreement, but there was still a hint of expectation in his tone: "I hope it is true as you said..."

After that, the old man insisted on inviting them to stay and have dinner together.

When night fell and the lights came on, Hanxiang had just finished serving the old Buddha and helped him to go to bed. Then she slowly returned to Baoyue Tower where she lived.

Along the way, she pondered secretly, and clearly felt that the old man's health seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. She couldn't help but feel an indescribable sadness and melancholy in her heart.