The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Yinzhen stood aside, not caring at all that his own father had ignored him. He grinned and said, "Father, Hongzheng and the others have been making a fuss about missing you these days, so I sent them in. These are the books they are studying, so I will leave first."

Kangxi was so happy with his little grandchildren that he waved his hands casually and ignored Yinzhen who was standing beside him.

When he came to his senses, he found the book box in front of him and his six little grandchildren looking at him eagerly.

Damn, this brat, he even left the child to him.

Liang Jiugong smiled respectfully and saw that Kangxi showed no sign of being angry. He put the book box away neatly.

Ever since the arrival of the six little grandsons, the Qianqing Palace has become extremely lively.

Kangxi did not have so much time to indulge in other sorrows. With several beloved grandchildren accompanying him every day, he was not so angry and his spirits were much better.

Some princes thought that they had won Kangxi's favor through their children, so they followed suit and sent their own children to the palace.

Kangxi looked at his grandchildren who were somewhat timid in front of him and felt a little angry, but he still held back and let the curious Hongzheng and others take them to play together.

He liked Hong Zheng and the others because of their looks, their simple love and their courage. On weekdays, his grandchildren and sons did not dare to play in front of him. Only Zheng Er and the others were brave enough to be intimate with him. And from their sincerity, it can be seen that they really like and care about their elders. How can he not favor these grandchildren? But this does not mean that he can accept anyone who comes. Whatever is on his mind can be sent to him. His sons are really too ambitious. Kangxi's eyes darkened.

After a day, no prince dared to send anyone to the palace.

Although Hongzheng and his friends were disappointed that their older brothers and younger brothers did not come, they had many brothers and no shortage of playmates, so they put the issue out of their minds after a few days.

In October of the 59th year of the Kangxi reign, Qingyin gave birth to her last daughter, Aqina. The birth of the little princess was amid everyone's anticipation and blessings.

Hongzheng, Hongxun and others cherish this little sister who is so much inferior to them very much, and they pamper her in every possible way.

Yinzhen and Qingyin both loved their youngest daughter very much. Aqinna did not grow up astray in such an indulgent environment, but instead became a gentle and brave princess.

On November 13, the 61st year of Kangxi's reign, Kangxi passed away in Changchun Garden. In the same year, the fourth prince Yinzhen ascended the throne and changed the reign title to Yongzheng.

The boys Hongzheng and Hongxun, who were brought up by him personally, cried very sadly and sent Huang Mafa on his final journey.

Because of Huang Mafa's death, several people seemed to have grown up and become much more stable.

Qingyin had no way to counsel the children on the issue of life and death, and just gently touched their heads.

The children were raised very well by Kangxi, but because of Qingyin's existence, they had more tenderness, that is tenderness towards the people and towards fairness. Although they were in high positions, they still fulfilled their responsibilities.

This time, Yinzhen was no longer close to the Eighth Prince, but instead became much closer to the Fourth Prince. He even helped Yinzhen to ascend the throne.

But his help was not in vain. Qingyin looked at Concubine Yi who was taken out of the mansion with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Qingyin also stayed in this world until he died of old age. Those children continued to move forward on their own paths, and none of them said they would abandon their duty of justice. Qingyin was very pleased.

As soon as Qingyin returned to the system space, the system hugged her calf and said, "Hey, Yinyin, congratulations on coming back."

"As expected of the great host of this system, no task is too difficult for the beautiful Yinyin."

Qing Yin raised her eyebrows slightly. What bad things did this damn system do? "Why, what did you do again?"

The system laughed dryly and said, "Hehe, as expected, nothing can be hidden from Master Yinyin."

"Well, it's Yinyin. I snatched a super good task from thousands of tasks. Honghong (other systems) asked me to buy it, but I didn't agree. I just wanted to leave this task to my great and beautiful Lady Yinyin."

"Tell me what the mission is. Don't say anything else. I don't want to hear it." Qingyin said lazily, and it was unclear whether she wanted to accept it or not.

The system observed silently and said tentatively, "Yinyin's world this time is different. It involves the fairyland. However, the forces that cannot be violated in the mission are definitely not allowed to exist. This time the mission is Lin Daiyu in Dream of Red Mansions. Just protect Lin Daiyu's life and avoid Jia Baoyu."

"The wish-granter, Lin Daiyu, also known as the Crimson Pearl Fairy, has issued a large number of rewards. As long as you complete them, they will all be yours, Yinyin."

Qingyin was not tempted by the system. She asked calmly, "How many people failed?"

"Hey, not many, maybe just a few hundred people."

With so many people, it is indeed difficult to complete the mission involving the fairy world, but it is also true that high risks and high rewards are present. Qingyin touched his chin, thinking that it is not impossible to do.

As soon as the system saw Qingyin's action, it knew that she had an idea. It flew in front of Qingyin and said, "Hey, Yinyin, this task would be a difficult problem for others, but it would not be difficult for us Yinyin. Otherwise, Yinyin, let's take it."

Qingyin thought about it for a while and felt that it was okay to agree.

"Okay, let's go."

Looking at Yinyin walking towards the River of Time, the guilty system trembled slightly. It seemed that he had not yet told Yinyin that this identity was random, but this would not affect Yinyin, right?

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After a period of darkness, Qingyin felt an itchy throat without opening his eyes, followed by a violent cough. Blood spilled on the ground, revealing a sense of desolation.

Opening his eyes, Qingyin felt exhausted and something that shouldn't be there. His eyes froze. "Shit, didn't the dog system say that identities are random?"

The body was obviously seriously ill. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, which was pungent and unpleasant. Qingyin looked around. The simple décor and low-key yet luxurious decorations in the inner room revealed the complexity of the person's identity.

Qingyin struggled hard to get a bronze mirror near the bed and barely saw the face of the body. It was a handsome face with a long beard, but it couldn't hide the pale complexion. The face was thin due to illness and had sunken cheeks, which exuded a lifeless aura. The good-looking face was also greatly diminished.

Based on the skin and bones, Qingyin guessed that this body was not too old, probably around 26 years old at most.

Qingyin slowly swallowed the system's beauty pill and fitness pill, then closed her eyes, ready to accept the memories of this body.

After a while, Qingyin felt the pain in her chest eased a lot and opened her eyes again. Unexpectedly, she traveled to Lin Ruhai, the biological father of Lin Daiyu, who saved the wisher.

"Sir, you're awake." A cute little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes and said in surprise.

From her memory, Qingyin knew that this was the little refugee girl that Lin Ruhai and Jia Min (Lin Daiyu's mother) had picked up before. Jia Min named her Chun'er, hoping that she would always be spring in the future.

Unfortunately, fate is true. Jia Min died of illness not long after giving birth to Lin Daiyu. Now Lin Ruhai has also embarked on the same path. In a family without a master, these subordinates and maids who could be considered Lin Ruhai's confidants also had a good end. In Lin Ruhai's memory of his previous life, the little girl named Chun'er in front of him was raped by a playboy after Lin Ruhai left. Chun'er had a strong character and she hanged herself to avoid this absolute humiliation.

Looking at the cute little girl in front of him, with a youthful innocence on her face, Qingyin couldn't help but soften her eyes.

Qingyin tried to sit up, but just as she raised her upper body, she was about to fall back onto the bed due to exhaustion.

Chun'er reacted quickly and immediately supported Qingyin.

Most of his strength was unloaded on the petite Chun'er, and Qingyin looked a little ashamed.

The adults were so healthy before, they could do everything from riding a horse to shooting arrows, but now they even have difficulty getting up. Chun'er casually wiped away the tears from her face.

"My Lord, you are weak. Just tell us what you want to do, but don't try to do anything yourself."

Qingyin helplessly looked at Chun'er, who looked desperate and sad as if she was about to die. The weakness she felt just now was just because she underestimated the recovery effect of the fitness pill. However, she estimated that if she had come a little later, the condition of this body would have been even worse.

"Let Ansheng come and wipe it for me." Since she was wearing the body of a man, Qingyin quickly followed the local customs and asked the servant to serve her. She didn't want to let a little girl take care of her current body.

Ansheng was a servant who had always followed Lin Ruhai. He was loyal to Lin Ruhai. Hearing Chun'er's words, he came in quickly.

Qingyin felt helpless facing the same red eyes as Chun'er, but they would understand after a long time.

An Sheng looked worried, but his movements were careful and quick. He soon brought the hot water and wiped Qingyin's face and neck clean.

When he finished wiping, Chun'er, who had just left, came in with a bowl of medicine. Ansheng helped Qingyin sit down, "My Lord, it's time to take the medicine."

Qingyin suddenly thought of the sentence "Dalang, it's time to take medicine."

This action is exactly the same as now, but the purpose is different.

Seeing the worried expressions of the two, Qingyin looked at the bowl of simple and extremely black medicine in front of her with deep affection. If she told them that she was well now, would she not have to drink the medicine? Qingyin secretly glanced at the two of them, seeing their eyes that seemed to want to feed her.

Sighing slightly, she frowned and planned to drink it directly.

But the moment she took the medicine, Qingyin almost vomited. The strong bitterness and a strange taste rushed into the sky. Her face instantly turned ugly, but she forced herself to drink the bowl of medicine.

Chun'er handed over a candied fruit in time. The candied fruit made of red dates, with a strong date fragrance and a hint of sweetness, quickly diluted the bitterness in his mouth. Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief. He closed his eyes, pretended to be extremely tired, and let the two leave.

Lin Ruhai liked quietness and was always like this even when he was sick. Chun'er and Ansheng both understood this very well and quietly retreated tacitly.

Qing Yin was the only one left in the spacious room.

Qingyin also thought carefully about her plan. Now Lin Daiyu had been sent to the Jia Mansion by her original body and had stayed there for two years. The original body fell ill this time and managed to survive, but she was always sick, so she died early after a few years.

She is still the Imperial Censor of Salt Inspectorate. She asked for leave from the Emperor this time because of a serious illness. She does not have to resume her post when she recovers.

The position of the Salt Inspector is not an easy one. Although she is honest, this job is not simple. Several princes have their eyes on this position. The reason why she was seriously ill was not due to the involvement of these ambitious princes. So she had to get rid of this dangerous job.

After all, her mission was to be Lin Daiyu, not to be the emperor's most outstanding minion. Qingyin patted the quilt lightly with her fingers. This job was not difficult to get rid of. She could push it away by saying that she was weak. However, if she wanted to be a backer for her daughter Lin Daiyu, she had to show some performance in front of the emperor. After thinking it over, Qingyin closed her eyes and planned to rest for a while.

The root of the disease in this body is still too serious, and her sleeping will be more conducive to the recovery of this body.

But before going to bed, Qingyin took a pill to cure the disease. You deserve it if you pretend to be sick.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning. It was not yet bright, but I could see some shadows of tree branches through the window, and it was all foggy.

Qingyin felt her throat was dry and itchy, and her lungs were not so painful anymore. She said in a low voice, "Chun'er, bring me a cup of hot water."

Hearing the noise, Chun'er got up in a daze, put on her clothes and poured water.

After drinking a cup of hot water, Qingyin felt relaxed all over and felt much more comfortable.

"My lord, you coughed less yesterday, so I'm sure you'll get better soon." Chun'er's face was no longer sleepy, and she spoke happily.

Qingyin smiled and nodded, not disturbing the little girl's happiness.

She put down the teacup, and Ansheng came in with a table of breakfast.

The hot rice porridge is served with a few plates of crisp and refreshing cold dishes. The minced meat and vegetables are mixed in the rice porridge with rich rice aroma, which is both fragrant and nutritious.

Qingyin quickly ate half a bowl of food. Looking at the adults with great appetites, Chun'er and Ansheng smiled brightly on their faces.

Especially when the palace doctor came in, "My lord, you are indeed much better now, but you still need to take good care of yourself and not overwork yourself."

Chun'er and Ansheng listened with great seriousness.

Qingyin listened quietly at the side without saying anything. She couldn't stay sick all the time. The best way to get rid of her position as the Salt Inspector was to get seriously ill.

But now, compared to the serious illness, the most important thing is to take good care of this body. To be honest, Qing Yinren has had this long beard and sticky sweat on his body for a long time.

That night, Qingyin shaved his beard, took a bath, and changed into a plain green robe. He leaned against the yard and flipped through the poetry collection in his hand, looking extremely relaxed.

Lin Ruhai was the only person in charge living in the Lin Mansion. Because her condition had improved, everyone in the Lin Mansion seemed to have been injected with energy and became more active. It was not like when she first came, when all the servants in the Lin Mansion were in a depressed mood.

In just one month, with the effects of the beauty pill and the disease-curing pill, Lin Ruhai's already handsome face became even more handsome, and his face was surprisingly white, but not the ugly grayish white. Instead, it was like transparent white porcelain under the sun, so white that even the thin blood vessels on his face seemed to be visible. His figure was also much thinner, but it did not detract from his beauty. He was like a night-blooming cereus that quietly bloomed in the night, with an extremely fragile beauty. Anyone who looked at it would doubt whether it was a flower bloomed with life, absolutely gorgeous with a hint of death, which made people pity and admire it.

No matter whether people in the Lin family believed it or not, they slowly accepted this face of their master over the course of a month.

Although Qingyin no longer coughs as violently as her original self, Chun'er, Ansheng and the others are even more worried about the adult. Every day they think about making some rare and delicious food to feed the sick and beautiful adult. Although the adult looks good in this state, it is really heartbreaking.