The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"Who is that?" The youngest prince, the Twentieth Prince, couldn't help but exclaimed.

The Eighth Prince is friendly in appearance, kind and has many friends. His reputation is much better than that of the rebellious and irritable Ninth Prince, so many more princes are willing to participate in the Eighth Prince's marriage.

The youngest one is Concubine Yi’s son, the 20th Prince (made up). The fourteen-year-old prince still has a rather immature face. Although he grew up in the palace and is mature, he is still not as good as the adult princes standing next to him. It was he who made the admiring exclamation.

After he raised his question, Yinsi, who was standing next to him in a red wedding robe, also got the answer - Lin Qinrou.

No wonder the Ninth Brother was determined to marry a low-status concubine's daughter from a remote area. No wonder he refused the Emperor's request to marry a legitimate wife. No wonder... No wonder. They didn't expect that they, the self-righteous people, would become the laughing stock. The Ninth Brother was really lucky.

Everyone looked at the focus of the crowd with shock or jealousy.

The strangest ones among them were indeed two young men. Baotai, with his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, sat upright, his eyes fixed on Qingyin. The wine glass in his hand had already been crushed by excessive force, cutting his slender fingers and revealing some hideous flesh and blood. However, he seemed to feel no pain as he looked at the couple who were like a perfect match with the Ninth Prince.

Another person at the same table who had an odd expression on his face was Rong Ying, who was as gentle as jade. The young master of the famous Guwalja clan, who was known as the Jade-faced Young Master, seemed to have lost the cover of his gentle mask at this moment. His expression as he looked into the distance was terrifying and heart-wrenching.

Fortunately, everyone's attention had already been focused on Qingyin in the distance, and no one could notice anything unusual about the two noble young men from the capital.

Over there, Qingyin looked at Yinzhen who followed her wherever she went, and said helplessly: "Master, don't you go and talk to the other princes?"

"It's okay, you can talk to them anytime. Every second you spend with Rou'er is a second lost." Yinzhen whispered close to Qingyin's ear.

Qingyin blushed and glanced displeasedly at Yinzhen who was not serious outside.

From the outside, it seems that the Ninth Prince and his concubine have a deep and extremely sweet relationship.

Everyone was even more envious of the Ninth Prince who had won the possession of such a stunning beauty, while some people were heartbroken and drank alone.

Qingyin couldn't drive Yinzhen away, so she had to let him follow her. Perhaps because of Yinzhen's warning look, the other princes did not come forward, and the other guests naturally did not dare to approach the beautiful concubine by passing the princes.

She couldn't see her good friend Minghui at the wedding, but she ate a lot of delicious food at the banquet. With Yinzhen's protection along the way, Qingyin only needed to pick out the food she liked and she would be able to go back soon.

Yinsi, dressed in a red robe, looked at Yin'er's gentle and careful back without raising his eyes, as if he did not notice that one of his brothers had left.

The younger Twentieth Prince couldn't help but ask, "Why did Ninth Prince take Little Sister-in-law away so quickly?"

"My little sister-in-law is so pretty. Brother Nine is so lucky."

It was really lucky. The brothers standing by seemed to be still chatting about the happy event of the starling, but what they were thinking in their hearts, I am afraid only they themselves knew.

A day later, after the Eighth Prince's marriage was over, the beauty of the Ninth Prince's concubine also became known.

Qingyin received countless invitations in the palace, but she agreed to fewer of them, maybe only about a hundred at a time.

Even so, the invitations sent to Prince Chaohe's palace were piling up like snowflakes, and a trend of whoever would be honored to invite Concubine Lin to the throne had emerged in the capital, and Qingyin's reputation spread further and further.

The girl sat upright on a reclining chair, plucking the strings of a musical instrument with her delicate hands. Beautiful music flowed out from her fingertips, making people mesmerized by the sound.

It was too hot outside these days, and Qingyin didn't want to go out. Later, Yinzhen heard from somewhere that she could play the guqin, so he specially found an exquisite guqin. The craftsmanship of this guqin was excellent, and even the sound of the surface was carefully carved into exquisite magnolia patterns. The sound of the strings was warm, strong, loose and pure, and perfect. She would play from time to time when she was interested, so that the whole yard was often surrounded by beautiful music.

However, the one who enjoyed it the most was probably Yinzhen, who appeared frequently. Because of his personality, Kangxi assigned him very few official duties, allowing him to spend more time with Qingyin.

It was the same today. I saw Yinzhen walking in excitedly with a treasure chest in his arms, with a smile on his face.

"For you." Yinzhen was very happy. The more he got along with Rou'er, the more he realized how precious the treasure he had obtained by chance was. His liking for Rou'er started with her appearance, but it was not limited to her.

Qingyin stopped what he was doing and looked at the treasure chest curiously: "Master, what is this?"

During this period, Yinzhen went everywhere to find good things to give her. There were all kinds of strange and eccentric things, but their common feature was that they were beautiful and precious.

Thinking of the uniquely beautiful magnolia flower that Yinzhen gave her last time, Qingyin was a little curious about this gift.

Seeing Qingyin's curiosity, the cold and handsome man placed the box in front of Qingyin with tenderness in his eyes and opened it carefully. Inside was a complete set of ruby necklaces and matching hairpins and bracelets, inlaid with some plump black pearls. In the sunlight, they shone with a unique dazzling light, a mysterious and luxurious beauty.

"If you don't like it, just leave it or throw it away." Fearing that she wouldn't like it, he didn't tell her how hard it was to find such big rubies and black pearls. He just said lightly that it was okay to throw it away.

"Why throw away such beautiful jewelry!" Qingyin glared at the wealthy Yinzhen unhappily, and looked carefully at the jewelry in the box. No matter how old a girl is, she may not be able to refuse such shiny and beautiful jewelry, and Qingyin is no exception.

"Master, help me put on the hairpin." The girl lowered her head, revealing her slender white neck. A few strands of her smooth black hair fell disobediently on the man's nose, and waves of fragrance wafted into his nose.

"Master, hurry up."

Qingyin looked at the man who was staring at her stupidly and couldn't help but urge him.

Yinzhen finally came to his senses and gently inserted the ruby hairpin into the girl's bun. His movements were extremely delicate, as if he was afraid of hurting the girl below.

The girl wearing the ruby hairpin is extraordinarily bright and extremely gorgeous, like a flower blooming in blood. Her enchanting beauty, coupled with her pure eyes, the two contradictory temperaments are clearly reflected in the girl, who is mysterious and beautiful.

"Does it look good?" Qingyin shook her head gently and asked Yinzhen.

"It's very beautiful." Yinzhen was very happy. Part of this set of jewelry was made by him personally. For this set of jewelry, the stingy Ninth Prince spent countless jewels to make this set of headdress that could be considered beautiful.

Looking at Qingyin wearing the jewelry he made, Yinzhen felt extremely satisfied.

Gradually, stories of the loving relationship between the Ninth Prince and his concubine began to spread in the capital.

It’s just that some people are pushing the rumor that the Ninth Prince is not worthy of the concubine, and these people are so firm that many of the Ninth Prince’s fans and passers-by are confused.

Kangxi didn't understand either. When he heard the news, he felt a little bit indescribable.

Could it be that his own son, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, is not as good as the concubine's daughter of a county magistrate? How ridiculous!

However, thinking that this was actually a rumor spread among the people, he didn't want to be too serious about it. Besides, no matter what, the marriage was arranged by him, and Lin didn't do anything wrong. He couldn't just lose face.

However, he was also somewhat curious about this Lin. It was rare for Lin to come up with such a statement.

After the summer, Qingyin also announced that she was pregnant.

Not to mention how happy Yinzhen was about to become the father, Concubine Yi of the Yikun Palace was so happy that she took out some treasures and sent them to the Prince Heqin's Mansion one after another.

God knows how she could bear not to invite people into the palace when her daughter-in-law is so pretty. Isn't it because she is looking forward to the arrival of her beautiful grandchildren? Thinking of the beautiful face that looks like their mother, Concubine Yi couldn't stop smiling.

As Yinzhen's first child, Kangxi also gave him a series of rewards.

Qingyin looked at the warehouse full of things and lowered his head in thought. It was impossible to get rich just by accepting gifts.

"What's wrong, Rou'er?" Yinzhen put his arm around Qingyin's shoulders and asked in a low voice.

"Master, His Majesty and Mother gave too much."

"What's the big deal? I'll build you another one."

"Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"

Qingyin looked at the anxious Yinzhen in front of her and laughed, "Master, it's only been two months, I don't feel anything, it's the same as before."

"How can it be the same? You are not alone now."

"Okay, okay, Master Steward."

Seeing Qingyin becoming more and more lively in front of him, Yinzhen held Qingyin in his arms and went back to the room to rest with satisfaction.

Zeng Li and the others on the side were watching the sweetness between the prince and his master with smiles on their faces.

In the future, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet held every year would be attended by all court officials, concubines, and royal relatives. Since there was no legitimate wife in charge of the Prince's Palace, Qingyin, the concubine, would naturally have to go as well.

In the harem, Concubine Yi, dressed in a dark purple robe, was putting on makeup with excitement on her face. Thinking that she would soon see her beautiful daughter-in-law, she carefully changed into a slightly more colorful makeup. It was rare for her to dress up so carefully. Looking at the strange yet familiar makeup in the mirror, Concubine Yi was a little dazed.

The last time seemed to be ten years ago. At that time, there was a fierce fight in the harem. The little girl Arou also came at a good time. Several of their old rivals had calmed down and lost the desire to fight. Otherwise, the concubines at that time were all fighting fiercely. Thinking of the little girl in red who accompanied her at that time, Concubine Yi's eyes darkened.

She is so old, yet she still thinks of all this. After applying the last touch of bright red lipstick, Concubine Yi smiled gently.

There was no new queen in the harem, and the task of hosting banquets was handed over to several high-ranking concubines.

Because there were so many people, the servants who were in charge of arranging the banquet had already been busy working, especially the cooks in the imperial kitchen, whose smoke never stopped coming out.

Qingyin, who had woken up early, opened her sleepy eyes and was carried by Yinzhen in a daze. She washed and wrapped herself in thick clothes. After a long time, she woke up in the carriage.

Lying on her back in the man's arms, with her head resting on his arm, Qingyin whispered with concern: "Master, does your hand hurt?"

Yinzhen shook his head slightly, looking at Qingyin lying in his arms with heartache, his eyes full of tenderness. His wife had not gotten up so early since she became pregnant. She must not have gotten enough sleep today. He would find a reason to go back early and let Rou'er sleep for a while. The man thought about it and said gently, "It's okay. Your husband is full of strength. Go to sleep. I'll call you when I get up."

After hearing what Yinzhen said, Qingyin blinked her still sleepy eyes. Ancient medical skills were limited, and Xiaoyue could only tell that she was pregnant, but didn't know if she was carrying multiple babies. Qingyin looked at the quadruplets displayed on the system and closed her eyes slightly. She didn't know if this time there was a baby who loved to sleep in. She felt sleepy all day long and never got enough sleep.

Since there was still some time left, Qingyin couldn't suppress her deep sleepiness and fell asleep again.

An hour later, Yinzhen gently woke up his sleeping wife, and considerately fixed her makeup, then he shook his numb arms and thighs imperceptibly.

Many people had already arrived at the banquet. Qingyin and Yinzhen were not considered to be early, but the group of people who had seen Concubine Lin's beauty always stood at the door as if nothing had happened, looking forward to the arrival of the Ninth Prince and others.

Those who heard the rumors noticed that something was wrong with them and began to stare vaguely in the direction of the gate.

The one who was least likely to believe in the rumors was probably Guaerjia Yuqi. Ever since that conversation with her father, she had forced her father to come to the banquet this time, just to see how beautiful the legendary Concubine Lin was and to get the Ninth Prince to take her as his concubine.

Let the Ninth Prince see with his own eyes how inferior his concubine was, and how she was not at all comparable to her, a lady from a famous family. Guaerjia Yuqi looked into the distance with full confidence. This time, she specially wore a pink cheongsam that suited her best, which made her look delicate and fragile. She attracted the attention of many people along the way, and being stared at made Guaerjia Yuqi even more confident.

Guaerjia Deheng, who was standing aside, frowned slightly and glanced at Guaerjia Yuqi who was unwilling to give up. Fortunately, with her last warning, she had behaved a lot more honestly. He simply brought her to the banquet to make her give up.

Everyone at the banquet had different thoughts, undercurrents were surging, and they were all looking at the door in the distance.

As expected, Qingyin did come.

Stunning beauty, so beautiful that the moon can hide and the flowers can be ashamed... a series of beautiful words can be used to describe the beauty in the distance. Without the eunuch's announcement, everyone knew that the woman in the Ninth Prince's arms was the most popular Lin family recently - Concubine Lin.

My goodness, the difference between people is so huge. People who have never seen immortals just think that the immortals in the sky are like Concubine Lin, with unparalleled beauty.

No wonder the Ninth Prince dotes on his concubine so much.

It turns out that there are truly stunning beauties in the world.

Everyone loves beauty, both men and women. No matter what the court officials and women thought before, they all stared at Qingyin reluctantly, and even when their eyes became dry, they were unwilling to look away.