The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

The old lady said she was taking a rest, but in fact she was just hiding behind the curtain and eavesdropping.

Fu Zheng looked at the direction where Mr. Lafayette left and felt a little nervous. After all, this was his first time being alone in a room with a girl.

He took a deep breath and then spoke to break the silence.

"Princess Qing, my name is Fu Zheng. I am twenty years old, I have no concubines at home, and I don't have any bad habits.

I am usually very straightforward and I like to speak my mind directly. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

Qing'er listened to his self-introduction and couldn't help but feel a little curious about this man.

She looked up at Fu Zheng, and their eyes met. Fu Zheng felt like his heart was about to jump out.

"Young General, please speak up if you have anything to say. There's no need to hide it," Qing'er said.

Qing'er also wanted to hear what he had to say.

Fu Zheng took a deep breath, as if to release all the words that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time:

“To be honest with you, I fell in love with you at first sight since the moment I first met you in the palace with the old Buddha.

However, I still lack the courage to express my feelings to Gege."

His eyes were firm and sincere, as if he wanted to see Qing'er's true thoughts through her eyes.

Qing'er widened her eyes and looked at Fu Zheng in surprise.

She never thought that this seemingly calm man would express his love so frankly.

Fu Zheng continued:

"Today, when the Emperor asked me in the Qianqing Palace whether I was willing to marry the princess, I agreed without hesitation.

But I know very well that marriage is not something that can be decided on one's own, and I also need the princess's consent.

So, I wonder what the princess thinks about this matter?"

His tone was sincere and gentle, making people feel his seriousness and persistence in this relationship.

Qing'er's face turned red instantly, like a ripe apple.

She lowered her head, not daring to look Fu Zheng in the eye. But her heart was beating like a deer in her arms, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

She had never experienced such a straightforward confession and was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Seeing that Qing'er did not answer, Fu Zheng thought that she was not satisfied with this marriage. He quickly explained:

"Princess, I realized this matter too hastily, but the world can bear witness to my love for you.

If the princess is not interested in me, I will not force her." After saying this, a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

Qing'er looked up and saw the disappointment in Fu Zheng's eyes. She couldn't help but feel soft in her heart. She said softly, "General Fu, this matter is of great importance. Can I think about it?"

Fu Zheng nodded, showing his understanding. He knew Qing'er needed time to think about their relationship, so he stopped pushing her.

After a moment of silence, Fu Zheng slowly stood up and said goodbye, leaving Qing'er sitting there alone, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

The old lady came out from behind the curtain, looked at Qing'er's sad face and asked with a smile:

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Are you interested in Fu Zheng?"

Qing Er was startled by what the old Buddha said, and quickly waved her hands and said:

"Old Buddha, what are you talking about? I have only met Fu Zheng once, so how can I talk about whether I like him or not?"

The old Buddha laughed and said:

"Then why have you been sitting here in a daze? Isn't it because of Fu Zheng?"

Qing'er blushed slightly and explained hurriedly:

"Master Buddha, I was just thinking about something, it's not because of Fu Zheng!"

The old Buddha smiled without saying anything, patted Qing'er's hand gently, and said earnestly:

"Qing'er, Fu Zheng is a good young man. He has made great achievements in battle at a young age, and he is also an upright and kind person.

If you like him, you might as well try to date him. "

Qing'er lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her head and said seriously:

“My Lord, I know Fu Zheng is a good man, but I haven’t decided yet whether to accept his feelings.

After all, marriage is a matter of life and death, and I need to consider it carefully."

The old man nodded and said with satisfaction:

“Well, it’s good that you think so.

However, life is always full of variables. If you meet the right person, don't let him/her go easily! "

Qing Er smiled slightly and said gratefully:

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Lafayette. I will consider this matter carefully."

The old man smiled and nodded, then turned and left the room.

Qing'er continued to sit there, lost in deep thought...

As soon as the old Buddha returned to her bedroom, she couldn't stop smiling and was secretly happy in her heart.

She thought to herself that what happened today was really interesting, and she must find an opportunity to tell her sweetheart about it tomorrow.

She believed that the sweetheart would be very interested in this story.

Thinking of this, Mr. Buddha couldn't help but laugh out loud.

On the other side, Fu Zheng had also returned home.

As soon as he entered, he saw Dong E standing at the door, anxiously waiting for his return.

Seeing that Fu Zheng had finally returned, Dong E immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously:

"How was it? Did you meet Princess Qing? How did you two talk? Did the Old Buddha say anything?"

The series of questions left Fu Zheng overwhelmed.

Fu Zheng sighed helplessly, looking at his anxious mother in front of him, and felt a headache.

He gently patted Dong E's shoulder and comforted her:

"Mom, please don't be so anxious! I just got back. Can we go inside first and talk slowly?"

As he said this, he pulled Dong E into the house, trying to calm her down.

Dong E is disappointed with his failure to make good use of his talents

"How can mother not be anxious? How old are you? You hide away when I tell you about getting married.

Now that the Emperor finally wants to grant you a marriage, you are still hiding it. Do you want to make your mother anxious to death?

Fu Zheng patted Dong E's hand and comforted her softly:

"Mother, don't worry about this matter. Your son will be successful on his own."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a hint of determination and confidence flashed in his eyes.

Dong E looked up at her son and felt a surge of relief in her heart.

She knew that Fu Zheng had always been a child with his own ideas. Once he decided on something, he would do his best to fight for it.

Fu Zheng continued:

"Since Qing'er has taken the initiative to jump into her son's pot, why should she give it up?"

His voice was low and powerful, as if expressing his determination to his mother.

When Dong E heard this, she couldn't help laughing.

She knew her son and knew that once he made up his mind, he would not give up easily.

Moreover, she also believed that Fu Zheng had enough ability and wisdom to handle this matter.

Fu Zheng added:

"You just wait to hold your grandson. For Qing'er, a son is a must."

There was an unquestionable determination in his eyes that could not be ignored.

When Dong E heard this, her eyes lit up.

She has always hoped to have a grandson sooner, and now hearing her son say this, her expectations have become even stronger.

She believed that Fu Zheng would definitely give her a lovely grandson or granddaughter.

The next day, the old lady found Hanxiang and told her everything that happened between Qing'er and Fu Zheng yesterday.

When Hanxiang heard these words, her eyes sparkled, and one could seem to see the excitement in her heart.

She kept asking Karl Lagerfeld various questions, as if she wanted to know more details.

In the end, she even lamented why she didn't see this scene with her own eyes.

Emperor Qianlong shook his head helplessly when he saw Hanxiang so excited, but a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

He thought Hanxiang's reaction was cute and his heart was filled with her.

Seeing that Qing'er had found her own happiness, Hanxiang couldn't help but plead with the old Buddha:

"Mother, you see Qing'er has found her own lover now. But Xiaoyanzi and the others have been married for such a long time and they still haven't chosen a good date?

Do you think it would be a good idea to let the lovers finally get married?"