The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

The robbed Qingyin and Guoluo Minghui and other girls ran to a quieter place, and the young and pretty girls couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The girls looked at each other with the same expression. No one knew who started it, but the laughter spread one by one as if it was contagious. At this moment, regardless of whether they had the same status or not, the girls seemed to be united in their thoughts, which was warm and lovely.

"It's terrible to have too many women!" After laughing a lot, several people started chatting. Fu Cha Yuebin, who was the most quiet, couldn't help but say with fear.

"I didn't expect that someone as bold as a rat like you would dare to say such words. Fu Cha Yuebin, you are not that timid!" Guo Luoluo Minghui said with a smile.

Qingyin glanced at Guo Luoluo Minghui without any meaning, and Guo Luoluo Minghui became obedient.

Looking at Guo Luoluo Minghui, who became obedient after Qingyin looked at her, Fucha Yuebin suddenly felt that this arrogant Princess Minghui was not so fierce and difficult to get along with. She looked at Qingyin dependently, her eyes full of trust.

Lin Mengya and Lin Heyu were not as cautious as before, because Qingyin and the other person were already able to talk to Guo Luoluo Minghui freely. However, due to their status, they were obviously more talkative to the more shy and introverted Fu Cha Yuebin. Guo Luoluo Minghui, who noticed this, glared at them with disdain, and started chatting with Qingyin again while hugging her.

Qingyin was unable to open the gift during the day, so she returned to her room at night. Lin Mengya and Lin Heyu went to bed early after some activities, so Qingyin also had time to deal with the gift properly.

The gift box was opened to reveal a small bottle of perfume, the color of which was somewhat similar to that of gardenia, but there was a hint of other unknown fishy smell. The smell was not strong and was covered by the perfume and was not easy to detect. If Qingyin had not had a keen sense of smell and a cheat, it would not have been difficult for her to fall for it.

Qingyin looked at the system's detection: Three-cleft grass, the flower juice is extremely poisonous, contact and sniffing for too long will corrode the skin and produce pus cells, commonly known as rotten face. Qingyin raised an eyebrow and looked at the bottle of perfume that was carefully poisoned. If it comes to the re-election, someone will be restless. Unfortunately, some unknown people have been arranged in this Chuxiu Palace, and she can't touch this bottle of perfume.

Qing Yin sat cross-legged on the bed, supporting her smooth chin. She was not anxious about the person who poisoned her, but who was the person arranged by Chuxiu Palace? She hadn't seen anyone since she came to the selection, right? She didn't know if this person was good or bad, but so far he really hadn't made a move on her. She would deal with it when the time came, Qing Yin thought, and lay down again, pulled up the quilt, and fell into a sweet sleep.

The next day, Qingyin looked at her hands and saw that they had been replaced with a clean perfume. The scent was still similar, but the poison was long gone.

Qingyin blinked her eyes. Where did this kind-hearted snail girl come from to change her perfume? This person in the dark had good intentions.

Yinzhen, who pretended to be the Ninth Prince but was actually Miss Tianluo, looked at the poisoned perfume in front of him with a fierce look in his eyes, "Find out who is so bold as to put his hands on Rou'er."

"It's the prince!"

A few days later, Qingyin heard the news that a concubine was dragged away because she was very sick. Fucha Yuebin said to Qingyin sadly: "A Qian was such a good person, but she was unlucky enough to get a serious illness. She got a serious illness at this critical moment, and she will probably miss the re-election."

Guo Luoluo Minghui put her hands on her hips and said, "You idiot, just come and say yes. I think that girl named A Qian must be full of jealousy towards you, and you are still praising her like a good person, haha."

Fu Cha Yue Bin was a little confused, "Why is she jealous of me?"

"Forget it, fools have their own luck." Guo Luoluo Minghui glanced at the overly naive Fu Cha Yuebin, then looked at Qing Yin to wash his eyes.

Qingyin looked at the weird way the two people got along with each other, one scolding and the other listening, and both were quite happy. Qingyin felt helpless, but soon someone broke the atmosphere of Chuxiu Palace.

The eunuch walked in with a smile on his face, "Where is Lin Qinrouge? The emperor has an order!"

Hearing the sound, Qingyin walked over.

The girl has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, skin as white as jade, and thick black hair tied into two simple buns, which makes her look more lively and beautiful, like a dream.

Qingyin leaned forward slightly and knelt to receive the order. Following Qingyin's action, the people behind him also knelt down.

The young eunuch also knew that the person kneeling in front of him was the legendary Princess Qin Rou, and he was shocked by her breathtaking beauty. However, based on his years of habit, the eunuch still read out the imperial edict rationally.

Eunuch: "The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims that Lin Qinrou, a daughter of the Lin family, is gentle and virtuous, with a kind and elegant heart... She will be made the Ninth Prince's concubine on a chosen day, and Lin will be raised as a branch of the Manchu Red Banner. I decree this."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. I, your servant Lin Qinrou, am here to receive the order. Long live the emperor." Qingyin stood up to receive the order. Her movements were neither humble nor arrogant, and she was extremely calm.

In the eyes of the eunuchs, this newly promoted ninth concubine was indifferent to honor or disgrace. Although she was originally of humble status, her demeanor was something that these century-old aristocratic families could not cultivate. Moreover, with her appearance, she might be able to become a legitimate wife in the future, so she still had a lot of blessings in the future.

Thinking of this, the eunuch's attitude towards Qingyin was basically the same as that towards the emperor. He did not dare to look at the face of this beautiful concubine any more. After finishing the imperial edict, the eunuch was not in a hurry to leave. He stopped in front of her and lowered his head to remind her:

"Concubine, since you have been granted marriage, you are different from other concubines. If the emperor is still alive, you can temporarily live in Concubine Yi's Yikun Palace and wait for the day of the marriage before moving out. Concubine, please get ready. I will be waiting for you at the door."

"Thank you for the reminder, father-in-law." Qingyin thanked the father-in-law gratefully, and asked Zeng Li to take out the silver prepared by Lin's father and put it in the father-in-law's hand.

Thanks to Qingyin's appearance, Lin's father was unusually generous and gave Qingyin a lot of silver. Qingyin was always generous when it came to rewarding servants, and the heavy purse also made the smile on the father-in-law's face more genuine.

After the eunuch walked out of the door, the concubines gradually surrounded him. Regardless of whether their blessings were real or fake, everyone felt much happier. With one less strong competitor, their future had more possibilities.

Thinking of this, the smiles on their faces became more genuine. In addition to the concubines who regarded Qingyin as their rivals, there were naturally people who were truly happy for Qingyin. Guo Luoluo Minghui and Fu Cha Yuebin were actually among them. Their eyes were surprisingly bright. One was happy because her good friend was getting married to her cousin, and the other was simply happy for her good friend's good marriage. Of course, there were also the two sisters Lin Mengya and Lin Heyu who took advantage of the situation and won without any effort. They were reluctant to see their good sister leave, but were also happy and envious of her marriage, but overall they did not have any bad thoughts.

The main reason was that Qingyin's appearance and personality were far superior to theirs. The two of them had already lost all their confidence and had no fighting spirit to compare with Qingyin. After all, they were in the same boat. If Qingyin was good, they could also stick with him.

It is the same now. With the flag raised, they can get a good marriage even if they fail, and they will like Qingyin even more.

Qingyin had no objection to the love between the two of them that was tainted with interests. If interests were used well, even if one changed their hearts one would have to consider the consequences carefully. Who could say that superficial love that could last a lifetime was not genuine?

After simply packing up her things and saying goodbye to Minghui and the others, Qingyin took Zengli and Zhimeng out of Chuxiu Palace, where they had stayed for almost a month.

The sunlight shines through the leaves and falls on Qingyin's smooth face, leaving sparse spots, like a dream.

Qingyin was also a little dazed until she saw the eunuch just now. Then she came to her senses, smiled at him calmly, and embarked on a new journey.

Along the way, Qingyin also wanted to figure out who the person arranged in Chuxiu Palace came from. It was probably the ninth prince Yinzhen, but she didn't know when he saw her. Qingyin was a little confused.

In the Yikun Palace, Concubine Yi dressed in gorgeous clothes, waiting with curiosity and nervousness for Princess Qinrou, who had directly fascinated her son and nephew.

He Lu looked at the slightly nervous Concubine Yi and found it somewhat amusing, so she tried to comfort her own Concubine.

"My lady, I think Princess Qinrou has a good personality. Your lady will like her."

"Well, I hope so." Children are all debts. That day, her son Yinzhen ran into her palace excitedly and said a lot of things. He said that he had no idea about the throne, and that finding a wife of humble status would not only help him avoid the attention of the emperor, but also that Princess Qinrou was beautiful, and he also gave birth to beautiful children, and their future children would definitely be more beautiful, blah blah blah. This long string of nonsensical words really convinced her.

As a concubine who had been favored by the emperor, she had some understanding of Kangxi. The emperor, in the final analysis, attached great importance to power and material benefits. Now the emperor favored the prince, but it was not certain that he would continue to favor him in the future... and she knew her two children very well, but she also understood them to a certain extent. Xiaowu was in poor health and his intelligence was just average, while Xiaojiu was smart but also loved to play. His mind was always on making money. It was fine to let him make money, but making him the crown prince would definitely be a daydream. To be honest, she had never thought of letting her children compete for the throne.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. Concubine Yi said a few perfunctory words to Yinzhen, but her attitude had obviously softened a lot. Of course, Concubine Yi felt that she definitely did not change her mind because of her handsome grandson. Well, absolutely not!

Back to today, Concubine Yi, wearing a dark purple cheongsam, sat at the top. She planned to take a good look at Lin's personality. It would not be good if she was just beautiful but too stupid. Thinking of this, Concubine Yi's expression became more serious.

"Your Majesty, Princess Qinrou is here." He Lu walked up to her and reminded her.

"Let her in."

Looking back, Bai Meisheng smiled, and the Sixth Palace had no color.

Concubine Yi was stunned. At this moment, she understood why her son was so determined to marry Lin Qinrou, who came from a humble family.

Concubine Yi was born into the Guoluo clan, with a good family background. She was also educated. When she was young, she didn't like studying and hid away from school to read a book of miscellaneous notes about Yang Guifei. A poet described her as "her smile was so charming that all the beauties in the harem pale in comparison." She was still young at that time and believed the description in the poem. She happily ran to her brother to show off, but her brother said it was just an exaggeration and was fake.

She was very sad at that time. Later, when she grew up and entered the palace, she also felt that the poem was false. But now she was in a trance, looking at the stunning beauty who seemed to have walked out of the poem, thrilling and fascinating.

If Yang Guifei looked like this, it's no wonder that the poem describes her like this.

Concubine Yi stared blankly at the woman in green below, while Qingyin also looked at her future mother-in-law, Concubine Yi, from the corner of her eye. As expected of Concubine Yi who gave birth to the beauty Lao Jiu, the queen also had a gorgeous appearance. Although she was a little older, her body was mature like refined red wine due to the years, and it became more fragrant as time went by.

Concubine Yi was stunned for a long time, so He Lu reminded her: "Madam, the tea is cold."

"Oh, yes. Hey, Lin, get up quickly. Since you have been granted marriage by the Emperor, just stay in Yikun Palace with peace of mind. If you need anything, just tell He Lu or me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qingyin smiled sweetly, her thick eyelashes hitting her face, making her look even more obedient.

At this moment, Concubine Yi found Qingyin more and more pleasing to the eye. Looking at this stunning face, Concubine Yi's eyebrows and eyes revealed some joy. No wonder Yinzhen immediately jumped into the bowl when he saw her. I have to say, it's really a good job! Thinking of the beautiful and lovely grandson in the future, Concubine Yi looked at Qingyin with even more burning eyes.

As for her nephew Xu Yili whom she had forgotten about, she could only say sorry. They couldn't control such a pretty girl, so let his son come. Concubine Yi covered her mouth and smiled, letting He Lu personally send Qingyin to the most spacious room.

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In the previous dynasty, the story of the Ninth Prince marrying a beautiful girl from a county magistrate as his concubine was also widely spread. Except for the Crown Prince who was involved, the other princes were shocked. Yinzhen was of high status. Did the Emperor hate Yinzhen by marrying him such a concubine? Should they stay away from Yinzhen? The princes who thought too much distanced themselves from Yinzhen.

Yinzhen was also happy and at ease, and didn't care about those brothers who were cunning.

At night, Li Desong looked at Yinzhen, who was wrapped in black, and fell into confusion, "Prince, Prince, what are you doing?"

"Can't you see? I'm going to meet your future mistress." Yin'er's handsome face was filled with smiles, and all the negative energy in his body disappeared, leaving only sunshine.

Li Desong was puzzled, but he could only support it.

Thanks to Concubine Yi, the dinner was completely different between the concubines' meals and the favored concubines' meals. In addition, as the mistress of the palace, Concubine Yi had her own small kitchen. She also loved spicy food, so she and Qingyin happened to eat together.

Because of their similar tastes, the two strangers got along better. Seeing Qingyin enjoying herself even when eating, Concubine Yi liked her even more.

After happily finishing dinner with Concubine Yi, Qingyin also returned to the room.

The lights were on in the dark night, and the bathtub was carefully maintaining the most comfortable temperature for the human body. Qingyin took off her clothes and soaked in the entire bathtub, revealing a bit of her fair shoulders. The maids blushed as they massaged the future concubine. The heat rolled up, and the white jade was stained with a charming blush.

Yinzhen climbed in through the window and walked into the house. He thought Qingyin was already asleep. Looking at this erotic scene, Yinzhen did not care about the possibility of being discovered. He covered his nose and lowered his head and ran out of the house in embarrassment.

"Ah, Ninth Prince!" a maid in blue exclaimed.

"Ninth Prince?" The man ran too fast and Qingyin couldn't see him clearly. From his blurry face, she could only tell that he should be quite handsome.