The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

Qianlong had been silently guarding her by the bed, his eyes, which were once bright and lively, were now filled with scarlet bloodshot.

Hanxiang gazed at Qianlong in front of her, her heart filled with reluctance and attachment.

She raised her hand with difficulty, gently stroked his haggard face, and gave soft instructions in a voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"My dear husband, you must be good and take good care of yourself... Only in this way, I can rest in peace even if I die..."

After hearing these words, Qianlong felt an unbearable pain in his heart.

He hugged Hanxiang tightly in his arms and let out an extremely angry roar.

"Where are those damn imperial doctors? Where have they gone? Get out here, all of you! If you can't save the Empress, I will make sure you all die with her!"

Hanxiang also felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard Qianlong's excited words.

She tried to calm down and continued to comfort him.

"My dear husband, please don't blame those imperial doctors... My time is coming, and I will need you to take care of us in the future. Please make sure to raise our children, Ruize and Jingluo, carefully..."

Before she finished her words, her eyes slowly closed, and the hand that was originally stroking Qianlong's cheek gradually and weakly slid down.

Qianlong felt her hand falling and immediately grabbed it and placed it on his face, tears rolling down his face.

Rui Ze and Jing Lu came running like the wind, their faces filled with anxiety.

They came closer and saw their mother lying quietly in Ama's arms. They couldn't help but feel anxious. They gently shook her body and shouted in a crying voice.

"Mother, please wake up! We are here, please open your eyes and look at us, okay?"

However, all they got in response was a heartbreaking silence.

Qianlong's eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul. He hugged her tightly in his arms and muttered to himself.

"Mujun, Caixi, please stop making noise. Your mother is just too tired and fell asleep. Don't disturb her..."

His voice was low and hoarse, revealing endless sorrow and despair.

At this time, Vina and Gina also hurried into the room. When they saw the tragic scene, their legs went weak and they knelt down on the ground at the same time. Tears flowed out like a broken dam and they bid her farewell in sobs.

At the same time, after hearing the news, the old lady hurried to the Half Moon Tower in a hurry.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, the grief-stricken cries of Mu Jun and Cai Xi reached her ears, like a sharp sword piercing her heart, making her feel as if her heart was being cut by a knife, and her body trembled involuntarily.

She suppressed the severe pain in her heart and slowly moved to the bedroom.

I saw my son holding his little sweetheart in his arms, motionless, like a sculpture.

The imperial doctors and palace maids around all knelt on the ground in unison. The whole scene was solemn and sad.

The old man walked closer with a staggering step, stretched out his trembling hands, and gently stroked the little sweetheart's snow-white cheek.

When her fingertips touched the icy skin, she could no longer hold back her tears, which flowed down like pearls from a broken string.

After a long time, the old Buddha tried to calm her surging emotions, looked at Qianlong with a firm gaze, and spoke softly.

“Emperor, the sweetheart has passed away. Let’s have her dressed up quickly so that she can rest in peace.

If her spirit in heaven could sense this, she would not want to see you so depressed and lonely."

After saying this, she sighed deeply, her eyes filled with endless compassion and love.

After hearing the bad news, Qianlong's eyes turned red instantly and tears welled up in his eyes.

He suppressed the great grief in his heart and waved his hand to drive everyone out.

After everyone left, Qianlong slowly walked to her side, gently bent down, and kissed her forehead affectionately, as if he wanted to convey his endless love and attachment through this action.

Then, Qianlong gritted his teeth, tried hard to suppress the heartbreak that surged like a tide, and carefully changed her into the gorgeous and solemn court dress of the queen.

Every movement was so gentle, for fear of waking her up from her sleep.

Then, Qianlong picked her up step by step with difficulty, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, slowly walked out of the bedroom, and finally placed her in the carefully prepared coffin.

At the same time, Ziwei and others who were far away got the news and immediately rushed to Baoyue Tower without stopping.

When she saw her lying quietly in the coffin, Ziwei could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart and burst into tears.

The crying sound echoed throughout the room, making people feel sad and cry.

Rui Ze and Jing Tao, who were standing by, both knelt down in front of her coffin, crying their hearts out and gasping for breath.

They knew very well that from now on, they had lost their beloved mother forever, and the pain was like being pierced by thousands of arrows and was unbearable.

Xiaoyanzi, who was usually lively and cheerful, was now crying so hard that she almost fainted.

Because Hanxiang had been caring and loving to her when she was alive, Xiaoyanzi felt extremely confused and helpless now that Hanxiang had passed away suddenly. She didn't know how to face life in the future.

Yongqi hugged her tightly and comforted her softly.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyanzi. You still have me by your side. I promise that I will treat you twice as well from now on.

I swear now in front of the Queen's coffin that if I break my oath, may God punish me!

If the Queen knew how sad you were, she would not be able to rest in peace even in her grave."

After hearing these words, everyone was deeply moved and shed tears of emotion.

In an instant, a heavy and sad atmosphere filled the imperial city, and everyone's heart was shrouded in a thick haze.

Not only that, there was a solemn and dignified scene inside and outside the imperial city.

Every household spontaneously hung up white lanterns to express their deep condolences to the Queen.

People prayed silently, hoping that this virtuous queen would have a good journey and ascend to paradise soon.

The next morning, many court ministers and noble ladies came to Baoyue Tower, mourning and keeping vigil for the Queen with heavy hearts.

Lord Fu and his wife were filled with remorse, blaming themselves for not noticing the Queen's discomfort in time, which led to today's tragedy.

They slowly knelt down, leaned forward, and bowed deeply and respectfully towards the solemn coffin.

Their eyes were filled with endless regret and deep self-blame, as if shrouded in a heavy haze.

The Queen suffered such misfortune in order to save their grandson... Thinking of this, they felt even more guilty and felt that they had no face to face the Emperor and the Crown Prince and Princess.

Rui Ze opened his lips slightly and comforted softly.

"Master Fu, Madam Fu, please don't be too hard on yourselves.

All of this was a decision made by my mother herself. She couldn't bear to see such an innocent child like Dong'er's nephew lose his precious life due to smallpox.

That's why I went to save Dong'er without hesitation and without looking back."

When Ziwei heard this, she could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart. She threw herself into Ruize's arms and hugged him tightly. Tears burst out like a flood, and she cried heartbreakingly.

Since yesterday, Qianlong has remained silent. He has not spoken a word and has not even eaten a grain of rice.

He just sat there quietly, staring at the coffin in front of him, like a sculpture guarding his deceased lover.