The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Qingyin turned sideways and bowed, "Your concubine Nian Shilan pays homage to the Tenth Lady."

The Tenth Lady was a little surprised, "Have you seen me?" If she had seen me, it would be impossible for her not to have an impression of such a beauty, she thought with a puzzled look on her face.

Qingyin smiled lightly, "I have never met the Tenth Lady, but I once loved Mongolia very much, so I remembered the Tenth Lady's name."

"I see. But my sister is actually the concubine of Prince Yong. It's fate. Why don't we go together?"

Qingyin looked at the Tenth Lady, whose face was full of anticipation, and nodded with amusement.

The two of them came to an open bamboo forest in an intimate manner. The clear stream was just up to their knees. The sounds of unknown birds mixed with the fragrance of bamboo and flowers were in their ears, making people look relaxed.

The carefree Tenth Lady took off her shoes, rolled up her skirt and stepped into the water. The cool and stimulating feeling made her shiver. Her eyes lit up and she enthusiastically invited Qingyin to join in.

Qingyin was somewhat moved, so she comforted Songzhi and Dongmei and joined in.

Seeing Qingyin sitting there with her, the Tenth Concubine diligently patted the pebbles on the ground for Qingyin, and was extremely happy. She was of high status, and her peers were all the legitimate wives. Don't think that she couldn't see that the legitimate wives looked down on her because she was from Mongolia. Their eyes were full of contempt, and they spoke to her as if giving her alms, as if she was happy to talk to them. Now she finally met a beautiful woman who was both to her liking and beautiful, and she finally had someone she could talk to.

There was nothing beside the stream, but the two girls of similar age were still talking happily. Although most of the talking was done by the Tenth Lady and Qingyin was listening, both of them were very happy, especially the Tenth Lady who was very bored after coming to the Qing Dynasty. She talked enthusiastically about everything from the flowers she saw in Mongolia to various families in the east and the west, such as the story of a cat replacing a prince, favoring a concubine and killing the wife, etc.

Qing Yin was stunned when she heard this. She had to admit that this Tenth Lady was quite good at catching gossips. She asked curiously, "Where did you get this information from?"

Being stared at by Qingyin's beautiful eyes full of curiosity, Shifujin's mind became even more confused, and her desire to share increased greatly. She even forgot her master's careful instructions. She looked a little nervous, looked around carefully, and made sure that there was no one else. Then she whispered in Qingyin's ear with a sly look: "This is what our prince told me."

Seeing such a wretched Tenth Lady, Qingyin almost pushed her away. However, the moment she heard the content, she was really shocked by the couple. They were truly a match made in heaven. Who would have known that the always serious Tenth Prince would be a person who loved to gossip everywhere? Qingyin widened her eyes slightly.

Looking at the surprised Qingyin, the Tenth Lady winked and said with a smile: "Alan, you have to keep it a secret for me. He will kill me if he knows that I told the secret."

Looking at the funny Tenth Lady, Qingyin smiled and nodded.

The two chatted happily. This hunting party lasted for three days, and they also agreed to go out for a walk together every day. The servants cleaned the place reserved for the women to hang out and it was very safe. Apart from some harmless animals like rabbits, there would be no other ferocious animals.

Yinzhen returned to Qingyin's tent empty-handed. Looking at the empty figure in his arms, he hesitated and stopped at the door, not daring to go in. Qingyin, who had just returned, happened to see this.

She asked curiously, "Are you looking for me? Why don't you go in?"

Hearing the familiar soft voice coming from behind, Yinzhen's body froze. Thinking that Qingyin had seen his stupid hesitation at the door, his face turned red, then white and red again. He turned his head and said with a flattering smile, "Shilan went out to play? If you need anything, I'll bring it to you."

Qingyin looked at the man suspiciously, until Yinzhen's palms began to sweat. Then she asked, "Why are you so nervous, Master?"

Holding Yinzhen's hand, he walked into the tent. Normally, if Shilan was so charming and enthusiastic holding his hand, Yinzhen would be filled with joy. However, Yinzhen felt guilty today because he had left the child with his father. He was happy but also flustered. He hugged Qingyin and sat on the bed. He squatted in front of Qingyin, lying on Qingyin's back like a big dog that had made a mistake, and said, "Shilan, the child has been left with my father. If you can't bear to let him go, you can hit me. But don't hit me in the face, because my father and the others will see it."

Thinking something serious had happened, the serious Qingyin looked at Yinzhen, who lowered his head guiltily, with a complicated expression, and stretched out her slender white hands to directly ruffle Yinzhen's hair, "I thought that the master had done something. Pei'er staying with the emperor is a blessing that no one else can enjoy. I am so happy that I can't blame the master."

Yinzhen raised his head suddenly, and only when he saw the genuine joy in Qingyin's eyes did he feel relieved. He said sincerely: "Although Fupei is doing well with the Emperor, this is the first time he has left your side in such a long time. I am worried that you will be sad."

Qingyin didn't say anything else, but just gave Yinzhen a kiss.

The kiss on the forehead left immediately, but it seemed to still carry the unknown fragrance of its owner, which was light but extremely pleasant. Yinzhen's eyes dimmed instantly and his throat felt a little itchy. Looking at his fair and tender wife who had a little more charm than before, Yinzhen pounced directly on the sweet and soft Qingyin, and uttered a few words hoarsely, "Shilan, we..."

"No, Master, I haven't washed yet." Yinzhen didn't use any force, so Qingyin simply pushed away the hot and tall body that was pressing on her. Today, she went to the stream to play with the Tenth Lady for a while. Although her feet were not actually dirty, Qingyin always felt that her shoes and calves were a little sticky and she wanted to wash them. If there were no conditions, it would be fine, but when there were conditions, Qingyin would not compromise. She sat up and glared at Yinzhen who had messed up her hair, waiting for the servants to bring her water.

Yinzhen felt aggrieved, but he didn't say it.

Yinzhen, who was glared at, worked hard and diligently to call people to bring water and set water. When everything was ready, Qingyin looked at a tall figure standing at the door without moving, and his face darkened, "Why doesn't the master go out?"

"I, I'll help Shilan wash."

"No! Master, get out now."

"Okay, you really don't want me?"

"No need, please get out now."

Seeing that he was about to make Shilan angry, Yinzhen finally walked out reluctantly. However, Yinzhen, who was only separated by a tent, could still vaguely hear the ambiguous sound of water coming from inside in the cold wind. His face was full of heat, and a few drops of wet water fell on his hands, causing him to shiver.

Dongmei, who was standing outside, looked at Yinzhen in shock: "My Lord, you have a nosebleed!"