The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"Zhao'er, tell me, why are you so stupid? What will happen to your mother if you are gone?"

Seeing that he was about to be drowned by his mother's tears, Qingyin helplessly wanted to reach out and wipe them for her.

Fortunately, Concubine Zheng seemed to have noticed the worry in her daughter's eyes. She simply took out a handkerchief and wiped it, then said, "Zhao'er, if you don't want to, mother will go and persuade your father. When your father is no longer angry, he will definitely not let you go because he loves you so much."

Concubine Zheng was obviously a little panicked when she was comforting her daughter. Perhaps she almost lost her only daughter. This wise mother lost some of her IQ and just wanted to comfort her daughter.

Qingyin gently tugged at the corner of Concubine Zheng's clothes and shook her head slightly.

Concubine Zheng, who had been in a trance, woke up. Looking at her daughter who seemed to be rejecting her, Concubine Zheng bit her lip and said, "Zhao'er, don't you want me to go find your father?"

Qingyin nodded, her eyes revealing some concern.

This also made Concubine Zheng unable to hold back her tears, and she held Qingyin's little hand again, "My poor Zhao'er, how can you hurt me, wuwuwu..."

Qingyin helplessly looked at Concubine Zheng who started crying again.

Fortunately, another concubine came to visit later. Concubine Zheng was probably proud of herself and didn't want to show her vulnerability in front of her old rivals. She stopped crying and tidied herself up. Apart from her slightly red eyes, nothing else could be seen.

The other concubines in the palace also wanted to find out more or had other plans. After seeing the weak Qingyin for a few times, they were afraid of disturbing their daughter's rest. So Concubine Zheng only let people see Qingyin from a distance and then sent them to the side courtyard to deal with her.

Qingyin also secretly mixed beauty pills and health pills into a bowl of medicine brought by the palace maid and took it.

Listening to the faint sounds coming from next door, Qingyin also felt a little sleepy and fell asleep.

This was the scene that Concubine Zheng saw after she finished her conversation. Her pale and weak daughter was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her breathing was barely audible. Concubine Zheng could not help but sit down and gently rub her daughter's head before quietly leaving.

In the palace, the news that the eldest princess had hanged herself was widely spread. Although Emperor Xuanwu blocked the news at first, too many people saw it, and the masters of the palace, both big and small, still knew the news.

In the Eastern Palace, someone revealed the news to Crown Prince Aisin-Gioro Xuance.

The handsome and elegant prince chuckled, as if he took the news as a joke. He looked up at the handsome man with clear eyes sitting opposite him and said with a smile: "Ah Huai, do you think my elder sister's behavior is partly due to you?"

The prince chuckled and teased the man opposite him, without any concern for his sister in his tone.

The man opposite was teased directly by the prince, but he was not moved at all. His eyes were still clear, but his well-shaped eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he could not accept what the prince meant.

"Your Highness, please don't embarrass me. Your Highness, the Princess is a precious lady, so how could she do anything for me?"

What the man meant was that it had nothing to do with him.

When the prince heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Ah Huai is really heartless. This eldest sister of mine has been running around for you for the past few days and has sent you many gifts, but Ah Huai just said that it's a world of difference. I really should ask all the daughters of the capital to see your face and see who dares to cry and want to marry you."

Lin Huai's expression remained unchanged as he calmly sat opposite the prince. As the legitimate son of the Left Prime Minister who had served in two dynasties, he had been the prince's companion since childhood. He grew up with the prince and they had a deep relationship. They were not only monarch and subject, but also good friends.

Lin Huai was very familiar with the prince's bad taste and his love for gossip about trivial matters. Although Lin Huai did not understand the prince's hobby, he was always aloof and had gotten used to the prince's teasing. As long as he responded with a blank expression as before, the prince would naturally let it go because he had no reaction.

Sure enough, after a while, the prince felt that gossiping about his friends was boring, so he stopped.

After bidding farewell to the Crown Prince, Lin Huai returned to the carriage without showing any emotion. Even though he had a hand in the eldest princess' marriage, he still did not feel any remorse.

As a politician, there are only interests.

In Huayun Palace, when Qingyin woke up again, she found a little palace maid of about twelve or thirteen years old lying beside the bed and carefully applying medicine on her neck.

The little girl, who is still studying in modern times, stared at the horribly shaped neck with a focused look as she carefully applied medicine to the princess bit by bit.

But before long, the little girl seemed to realize that the owner of this body had woken up, and she immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She squinted her eyes, not daring to look directly at the eldest princess who was said to love to punish servants and maids. Her sight only stayed on the position of the eldest princess's chest and chin. At this time, she could only see her thin, light pink lips pursed, and one or two strands of soft black hair hanging down from her temples.

Somehow, it adds a touch of frail beauty to this princess, who is said to be extremely unruly.

"Princess, I didn't mean it. I came to change the medicine for you." The little maid explained incoherently.

Qingyin lowered her eyes and looked at the palace maid who was almost frightened to death. She pursed her pink lips and said, "She didn't look scary this time. Why was this little palace maid so scared?"

Qingyin sighed in her heart, and raised her slender arms slightly. Her white pajamas slipped off quietly, revealing half of her skin as white as jade, exuding an inexplicable charm.

Qingyin gently pulled the little palace maid's hand towards her neck, and pointed slightly with her other hand.

The little maidservant Ah Hua seemed to understand something and suddenly calmed down. She knew that Her Royal Highness had a neck injury and could not speak for the time being. She asked hesitantly, "Your Highness, do you want me to continue applying the medicine?"

Qingyin nodded, and the little palace maid was obviously relieved when she learned of her master's wish.

She continued to apply the medicine to Qingyin carefully and gently, but during this time, Ah Hua vaguely felt that Her Royal Highness the Princess was not as unruly and vicious as the rumors said. Curious, she quietly turned sideways and raised her head.

When she caught a glimpse of the rumored Princess, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The woman beside him was tall and slender, with thick black hair that was scattered straight or messy on her body. Her small face was the size of a palm, and her facial features were soft and flawless. Her eyebrows were not too thick or too clear, but very suitable for her. Her delicate eyes were tightly closed, revealing her curly and thick eyelashes, a delicate and upturned nose, and pink lips that looked pitifully without any vibrant color. One can tell at a glance that she is still sick.

In the eyes of the little palace maid, the girl with the white bandage on her neck seemed to have an indescribable feeling, which made her unable to help but look at her again and again, as if her mind was drawn away a little.

Ah Hua couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. In the end, she could only bandage the eldest princess's wound as gently as possible with a strange reluctance in her heart, and then she retreated lightly.