The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Measuring the time, Qingyin felt that it was time to resign to her boss. She should let those people fight for the position of Salt Inspector. She just needed to take good care of her only daughter.

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The emperor is now called Kangxi, and he is in his forties, strong and healthy. He is not only tall, but also has a very good-looking face. (I checked the Dream of the Red Chamber and found that His Majesty is Kangxi. If there is any mistake, please correct me.)

In the palace, Kangxi received a letter from his confidant Lin Ruhai. His deep eyes were slightly stunned. "Ruhai has been here for a month, right?"

As one of His Majesty's confidants, Liang Jiugong knew that His Majesty was talking about Minister Lin Ruhai, the Imperial Censor of Salt, and he said respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty, Minister Lin has been ill for a month."

Is he well? He is coming to see me, Kangxi pondered, remembering the last time he saw Lin Ruhai, he looked very ill, his eyes slightly filled with joy, he really valued Lin Ruhai, Lin Ruhai was honest and upright, he had always been loyal to him, he knew his limits in everything he did, he was relieved to put him in the position of Salt Inspector, the only thing was that Lin Aiqing was not in good health, he hoped that Lin Aiqing was well, so that he wouldn't have to arrange someone else.

As Emperor Kangxi held a high position, he did have feelings for Lin Ruhai, but that was in the sense of seeing him as a useful tool. As a natural emperor, he was naturally emotional and would not care about too many things.

So Kangxi didn't know that Lin Ruhai would give him a big surprise tomorrow.

At the Lin Mansion, Qingyin sent a letter to her boss, the emperor, informing him in advance that she would be returning and meeting the emperor, and she was also ready.

The next morning, Qingyin changed into her original court dress. Although she did not need to attend court, she had to wear court dress when entering the palace to see the emperor.

The green court dress was a bit loose, and when worn on Qingyin it further highlighted her thin body. When the wind blew, her extremely thin waist was outlined, and coupled with her white and transparent face, it was even more heartbreaking.

Amid Chun'er's reluctance and worry, Qingyin waved and got on the carriage to the court.

The Lin Mansion was built on West Street, a remote and sparsely populated area in the capital. But precisely because of its remoteness, the courtyard covers a large area. Sitting in the simple carriage, Qingyin could clearly feel the experience of the number of carriages increasing, then arriving at the imperial city, and then becoming less again.

Two hours later, the carriage stopped at the Donghua Gate of the Imperial Palace. All court officials had to get off the carriage at the palace gate and then walk to the court or meet the emperor. Qingyin also had to get off the carriage at this time.

She had set out early, and the sky had just brightened. The early morning glow on the horizon was reflected in the azure sky, which was incredibly beautiful.

The guards standing guard around the palace gate were burly and vigorous, staring at anyone who might or tried to approach with sharp and serious eyes.

But at this moment their eyes were a little broken, and no expression could be seen on his dark and handsome face, but the earlobes that were slightly covered by the hair were flushed red. The handsome guard who came up to question him had an uncertain look in his eyes and did not dare to look closely at the adult who had just got off the carriage.

The man in the green court robe obviously held a high official rank, but it was a miracle that such an incredible appearance was unknown to the imperial guards.

"Please don't be nervous, sir. I'm just checking your identity."

Qingyin looked at the guard who was stuttering while speaking and said, "I'm not nervous, but you are nervous."

Qingyin didn't say anything, but just quietly glanced at the guard who was questioning her.

The guard felt ashamed when Qingyin looked at him, and his face felt a little hot. He was somewhat grateful for the guard training in the past few days, which had tanned his face, otherwise the embarrassing things that happened today would have been revealed to this upright adult in front of him.

Qingyin smiled gently, "It's okay, it's only right to ask about your identity, this is my court badge."

The guard took a quick look, especially the name listed - Lin Ruhai. He remembered it clearly. Looking at Qingyin walking away, he was worried. This gentleman looked so poorly, how could he walk?

The eunuch who was sent to pick up Minister Lin Ruhai thought the same thing. Looking at Minister Lin Ruhai walking in front of him, his face was full of difficulty. He followed Qingyin nervously all the way, fearing that this beautiful and fragile Minister Lin Ruhai would fall down before reaching His Majesty's Qianqing Palace.

The first impression the father-in-law had of Lin Ruhai was that he was beautiful yet fragile. Although it is not a good word to use to describe a man, it is the most perfect description for Lord Lin Ruhai. He has willow-shaped eyebrows and thin eyes, and his face is surprisingly pale. The only color that can set off his face is a little powder on his thin lips, but that is also much lighter than the color of his own body and than that of normal people. His whole body is so pale that there is not a trace of blood, which makes people feel distressed.

The young eunuch secretly looked at the adult, his cheeks felt a little hot, and there was curiosity and pity in his eyes.

The Qianqing Palace is comfortably and neatly decorated, with all kinds of luxurious decorations showing off their presence in a very unpretentious manner. A faint scent of dragon musk is burning in the palace, floating in the space, highlighting the supreme status of His Majesty.

Qingyin smelled the faint cold fragrance as soon as she entered the palace. His Majesty was indeed wealthy and powerful. He even used the most luxurious dragon musk in the northwest as incense.

"Your Majesty, I, Lin Ruhai, am here to see you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health." Qingyin knelt and bowed, not daring to look at Emperor Kangxi who was sitting on the rosewood dragon carving above.

Emperor Kangxi, who was in his prime, lowered his eyes and turned his head to look over casually, but the figure below made him show some doubts, which was rare.

Is this Lin Ruhai?

The man kneeling below was too thin, so his blue court robe was obviously too big for him. His kneeling posture revealed his slender waist, which was rare for a man. His broad shoulders and long legs made his waist look even thinner, and inexplicably charming, making people wonder if they could hug him completely with just one hand.

Emperor Kangxi was slightly distracted. It seemed that Lord Lin had lost a lot of weight due to his illness, but why did he look like he hadn't recovered yet?

But he was distracted for a short time and quickly reacted, "Get up."

Qingyin received the grace and returned to her seat after giving thanks.

Only then did Emperor Kangxi see clearly the face of his confidant who had just returned from a long illness.

It doesn't look like an ordinary person, but more like a snow lotus blooming in the winter snow, trembling and radiating the beauty of life, and then dies silently with the arrival of spring.

The beauty of death is overdrawn, gorgeous and fragile. Just the slightest movement makes people want to hold him and help him.

"Lin Ruhai?" Emperor Kangxi couldn't help but ask.

Qing Yin lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes hitting her overly pale face, casting a little shadow. She pretended to be herself and smiled faintly, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Emperor Kangxi was so stunned by the beauty in front of him that he could not utter a word.

The handsome minister who looked like a sick beauty in front of him lowered his head as if disappointed and dared not speak anymore.

This person will become more beautiful even if he is sick? Emperor Kangxi wanted to treat this person as an imposter, but whether it was habit or the shadow of the former Lin Aiqing, he could tell that the person in front of him was Lin Ruhai.

Emperor Kangxi cleared his somewhat hoarse throat and asked with concern: "Ruhai, how are you feeling lately? How about I call the imperial physician to come and take a look?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The court doctor said that I am fine now." Just after he finished speaking, Qingyin's throat itched and he couldn't help coughing. He hastily turned his head and the warm blood spilled to the side. The bright red blood fell on the clean and tidy ground, which was shocking. (Qingyin changed to "he" later)

Is this what you said? Emperor Kangxi looked at Lin Ruhai in shock, and quickly supported the minister who was a little weak after vomiting blood.

"Send it to the imperial doctor quickly."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Liang Jiugong, who had been staring at this scene, looked at Lin Ruhai who was vomiting blood with a look of shock. Hearing the order from His Majesty, Liang Jiugong quickly retreated.

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Majesty." Qingyin smiled bitterly. There was still a little blood at the corner of her mouth, but it made her face even more beautiful.

Although the situation was not right, Emperor Kangxi really wanted to say that Lin Aiqing now had a face that made people want to destroy and pity her. Even though his sexual orientation was female, he couldn't help but be obsessed with this face.

How nice it would be if Lin Aiqing was a woman, Emperor Kangxi thought. The person in his arms was too thin. Although smaller than him, her bones were obviously different from those of a woman. While waiting, a light fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose. He moved his nose unconsciously. The fragrance was very light, like morning beads hanging on fallen leaves in the sky just waking up, fresh and elegant, very charming.

The closer you are to the person under you, the stronger the fragrance becomes.

When the imperial physician arrived, Kangxi seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He asked his servants to take Lin Ruhai, while he stepped aside.

Lin Aiqing's face now is really enchanting, and people of normal gender are a little confused by him.

Because of the embarrassment just now, Emperor Kangxi turned his head slightly and didn't look at Qingyin again.

Qingyin pretended not to notice and pretended to be weak, covering his eyes and looking at the imperial physician Jiang who was taking his pulse.

Jiang Lin, Imperial Physician Jiang is a handsome young man. Although he is surprised by the good looks of the man in front of him, the astonished Jiang Lin obviously still has his sense of propriety and rationality in front of the emperor. With red ears, he feels Qingyin's pulse.

A minute later, a hint of sympathy and compassion flashed in Jiang Lin's eyes.

Kangxi was not blind. He knew that his beloved minister Lin Ruhai must be in poor health.

Jiang Lin looked at the crowd and was obviously hesitant, not knowing whether he should say it in front of the patient.

Qing Yin understood his hesitation, and he smiled and said, "Doctor Jiang, just tell me directly. I know the limits of my own body."

Seeing that the patient was supportive, Imperial Physician Jiang no longer hesitated, "This lord's pulse is weak, and the beating is intermittent. He must have been extremely tired before, and his yang is weak and his body is weak, and his vitality is deficient. If... he doesn't rest and recuperate well, I'm afraid he won't be able to live for a few more years."

Kangxi had not expected that Lin Ruhai's health had deteriorated so much, and the imperial physician avoided his gaze and spoke in a tactful manner. He was afraid that if he was kept in nursing now, he would not live long. When Kangxi heard the word "extremely tired" mentioned by the imperial physician Jiang, he consciously thought of the days when Ruhai had worked diligently for him over the years. If it were not for him, how could Ruhai be so exhausted at such a young age.

Thinking of this, the look in Kangxi's eyes when he looked at Qingyin became even more gentle and distressed.

Qing Yin, who was being stared at, was afraid that people would notice the interest in his eyes, so he lowered his head. However, this made people misunderstand that he was a terminally ill person who was sad to know his condition.

Kangxi was one of them. He looked at the trembling imperial physician Jiang with a threatening look. He said in a deep voice: "As long as Ruhai is taken good care of, he will get better."

Imperial Physician Jiang wanted to tell the truth that even if this lord took good care of his body, it would be difficult to recover, but he was stared at by His Majesty and shuddered, and quickly changed his words: "Take good care of Lord Lin's body, and prepare some precious medicinal materials, and his vitality will be restored."

"Go find Liang Jiugong for any herbs you need. Don't be restrained. Treat Mr. Lin well."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jiang Lin was a little surprised. After all, Lin Ruhai was just a subject of Your Majesty. He didn't expect that Your Majesty would be so generous.

Jiang Lin and Liang Jiugong looked at each other, and finally stole a glance at Lin Ruhai who was still lying beside them.

Well, it’s no wonder that His Majesty is so generous. With Lord Lin’s appearance, no one can help but feel sorry for him. He is really too pitiful.

Looking at the busy Imperial Physician Jiang, Qing Yin's expression changed slightly, "Your Majesty, why do you have to pay so much for me? I am only taking my time with my body. I have failed your Majesty's trust. I can no longer do my best for you..."

"Ruhai, don't talk about those official duties. Just focus on recuperating in the palace. It will be the same if I give this position to someone else." Emperor Kangxi interrupted Qingyin. Now with the blessing of her appearance and the thick filter, he saw Qingyin as a candle that was desperately burning its life to light up for him, pitiful and cute.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding, but I still want to take her back home to raise her. I have a daughter named Lin Daiyu. My wife left when she was young. I was busy with official duties, so I asked my wife's grandmother to take care of her. But now I want to..." Qingyin lowered his eyebrows, his face without a trace of emotion, but his tightly clenched hands and slightly sad tone revealed his thoughts.

Emperor Kangxi understood what Qingyin was thinking without him having to finish speaking.

Aiqing must have felt that he had a terminal illness and wanted to spend his last moments with his only daughter.

Since her name is Lin Daiyu and she is the only daughter of Lord Lin, let’s give her a title.

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Two hours after entering the palace, Qingyin successfully brought her daughter the title of Princess of Le'an County, the responsibilities she had pushed away, as well as the imperial physician Jiang Lin and several precious medicinal materials that she had packed back and returned to the Lin Mansion.

At the Lin Mansion, Ansheng and Chun'er were also waiting at the door, expecting their parents to come back.

Accompanied by a burst of noise, a bunch of shelves and carriages appeared behind, obviously compared to the one carriage in the morning.

An Sheng was able to recognize the adults’ carriage by the mark on his own carriage and ran out eagerly.

The convoy stopped at the Lin Residence. Qingyin was basically supported by Jiang Lin as he walked down. As he was weak all over, he leaned his whole body on another person. The scent that seemed to be mixed with blood kept drilling into the man's nose.

Jiang Lin embraced the weak Lord Lin with some embarrassment but also some enjoyment. The too thin waist always gave people an illusion that he had the power to firmly control this body. Jiang Lin, who came from a family of imperial physicians, suddenly understood why a group of young men from aristocratic families were so fond of men's affairs.

It was not until Ansheng and Chun'er took the weak adult from Jiang Lin's arms with anxious faces that Jiang Lin helped them support Lord Lin somewhat stiffly.