The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"I am the Empress of Emperor Yongzheng. From the first wife to the Empress, we were very respectful to each other at the beginning, but later we became disgusted with each other. If my Hui'er was still alive, my father and I would not have come to this point. I just listened to my father's words, taught Hui'er well, managed the harem, and was careful to behave myself. But my Hui'er left me. How can I not hate him?"

A pale-faced woman in palace dress with hateful eyes told the woman about her life.

"That Li relied on my master's favor and became arrogant. She intercepted my favor many times. After I became pregnant, she wanted to give birth to a eldest son. I was afraid that she would take my son's position as the eldest son, so I took drugs to accelerate labor and gave birth to Hui'er. Poor Hui'er, because I gave birth to a child at a young age and he took strong drugs, he was weak since he was born. He had to take drugs when he was so young. I hated Li and I hated myself, but my Hui'er was only six years old and he passed away. He coughed up blood and told me that he was not in pain."

Ulanara said in a soft voice with regret, "From then on, I no longer managed the affairs of the mansion with my heart. I hated to see those concubines fighting wantonly and harming their offspring. The master questioned me for being a vicious woman, harming their offspring, and being unvirtuous and unkind, and he never listened to my explanation."

"Hahahahahahaha, my Hui'er is gone, and my heart is dead. My position as queen is like a tombstone in the palace, no one cares and no one dares to provoke me."

Ulanara forced herself to smile softly. She had a gentle face, like a quiet orchid, but the lines between her eyebrows made her look a bit shrewd, and she looked at people with resentment.

"What is your wish?" Song Qingyin asked gently.

Ulanara said softly without hesitation: "I want my Huier to grow up healthy and inherit the orthodox lineage. I also want to give birth to many children to accompany me and live happily."

Song Qingyin nodded and said, "You can have children, but you have to know how many you want."

Ulanara thought for a moment, then said tentatively, "I want nine or ten, is that ok?"

Song Qingyin shook her head, "You have other wishes. To have so many children would cost you a lot, even your soul. Are you willing to do that?"

Ulanara said softly and firmly, "I do!"

Song Qingyin said softly, "So your wish is to give birth to ten children including Honghui, and let Honghui become the emperor, and the rest of the children live happily for the rest of their lives, right?"

Ulanara nodded softly, "If possible, please take care of my mother's clan. My mother's clan has been suppressed because I have caused my master's dislike. I hope they will not suffer any malicious attacks."

Song Qingyin nodded. Saving Honghui was easy, let alone protecting her mother's family.

Ulanara smiled softly, as if she had already seen such a scene, and her whole body relaxed.

"Don't you have any requirements for me to pamper you?" Song Qingyin asked finally.

Ulanara shook her head softly, "I just want my child to grow up healthy and happy, and Hui'er to inherit the throne. It doesn't matter what the master likes. As long as I don't make any mistakes, he won't abolish me."

Song Qingyin nodded, and a contract appeared out of thin air, signaling Ulanara to sign her handprint.

Ulanara Rouyin couldn't wait to press the hand seal, closed her eyes contentedly and lay in the river of time.

"Good girl, go to sleep. Everything will be there when you wake up." After Song Qingyin said this, she also lay down in the river of time.

After a dizzy spell, "Host, we're here." The quick-travel system 996 said briskly.

Song Qingyin, or Ulanara's soft voice.

Song Qingyin was sitting in her boudoir at this time, a maid was dressing her up, she closed her eyes and thought for a while, she had just been awarded to the fourth prince Yinzhen as his wife, and was preparing to get married at home. She thought in her mind, "Tongzi, prepare some beauty pills, body-building pills, and fertility pills, and take care of your body first."

Tongzi's clear boyish voice returned, "Okay, host."

Song Qingyin opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. She was fourteen years old, with fair skin and a beautiful face. She was pretty but not gorgeous. She was a delicate little beauty, but the corners of her eyes were upturned, which made her look a bit shrewd and calculating. Song Qingyin retracted her gaze and turned back to tell her maid Liu Qing, "I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen and get some cakes."

"Okay, Miss." Liu Qing bowed respectfully, took the task and walked away quietly. After taking the beauty pill, Song Qingyin's originally shrewd eyebrows and eyes became gentle and spiritual. As the days go by, her appearance will gradually become more beautiful and delicate.

"Miss, the red bean cakes prepared in the kitchen are being heated up, and they look just right." Liu Qing came over. Liu Qing was lively, young, and greedy, and was a maid that Ulanara's mother had personally given to the young master.

During the few days she was waiting to get married at home, her father tried every means to teach her how to be a qualified wife and a qualified concubine of a prince. In fact, Yinyin wanted to say that these rigid rules had bound Ulanara's life. It was not only necessary to understand the rules, but also to be flexible. Otherwise, the fourth master would not have favored the agile and charming Li.

In the 31st year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, the fourth prince Yinzhen married his first wife. Many nobles in the capital came to congratulate him. The crown prince also showed up on behalf of His Majesty to show His Majesty's appreciation for the fourth prince.

The Fourth Prince was only a 17-year-old boy at this time, and he was calmly toasting to all the princes and guests. He felt a little excited about being newlywed, which meant that he had already started a family and a career. He was very restrained, but he was not yet as expressionless as he would be when he later became emperor, and there was a hint of joy between his eyebrows.

Yinyin wore a phoenix crown weighing more than ten kilograms on her head, sitting in a festive red sedan chair, listening to the noisy gongs and drums outside, and slowly stepped into the backyard of the palace from the main gate. The music gradually faded away, and under the guidance of the etiquette nanny, she was led by the dowry maid and the nanny to get off the sedan chair. Because it was the standard for the Fourth Prince's wife, the sedan chair was very spacious, and she didn't feel tired after sitting for a long time, but her shoulders were sore from the heavy crown.

Under the guidance of the etiquette nanny, Yinyin came to the main bedroom. At this time, there was only Yinyin sitting on the bed in the backyard, and the guards and servants standing guard in the yard. They were waiting for the Fourth Prince to finish the banquet with the guests and lift the bride's veil. If it was in accordance with the moral code, there was also a step of taking off the original veil.

Yinyin, who had been sitting at the head of the bed, couldn't stand it anymore. After waiting for nearly an hour, she felt her neck was going to break. She lifted the veil, but there was no one waiting in the room. The nanny and the maid were guarding the door. The phoenix crown could not be taken off, but it could be leaned against the bed to reduce some of the weight.

Yinyin touched the bed and found that it was full of hard dried fruits and longans. She picked up the dried fruits on the inner side and put them aside, then leaned her head back and let out a sigh of relief. If she heard any noise, she would immediately stand up and sit upright, thus maintaining the image of a gentle and virtuous lady.

They waited until late at night, when the noise in the front yard gradually died down. Voices greeting the Fourth Prince came from outside the door. The nanny guarding the door knocked on the door frame alertly to remind her young lady that the Fourth Prince had arrived.

Yinyin hurriedly straightened her sitting posture, adjusted the wrinkles on her clothes, and tried her best to keep her image meticulously original. The etiquette nanny holding a silver tray followed the Fourth Prince into the newlyweds' boudoir and stood by the bed waiting for the prince to lift the veil.