The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

One hand firmly held the fat boy who wanted to get closer.

Chen Wangsheng looked at the little fat brother with a slightly disdainful look on his face as he cried with snot and tears, and casually glanced at the young subordinate who was following him, his meaning was very clear.

Mo Li's face darkened. He was well aware of his master's cowardly nature, so he reluctantly took out his handkerchief and handed it to the young master who was crying miserably below him, "Young master, wipe your tears."

"Oh, thank you Brother Xiaoli." The little fat boy was well educated. Even though he was still crying, he did not forget to thank Mo Li.

He casually took the handkerchief and wiped his face carelessly. Noticing that his nose felt a little uncomfortable, the little fat boy took the handkerchief that was already wet with tears and blew his nose hard. Then the clean handkerchief looked completely dirty.

Just like that, the little fat boy didn’t notice this yet, and he looked at Mo Li obediently and said, “Brother Xiao Li, here, your handkerchief.”

Mo Li: "..."

It’s hard to explain. I don’t know why a general, who is a normal person, gave birth to such a fussy eldest master, and also gave birth to such a young master who doesn’t care about anything?

However, after spending a long time with the elder young master who was as pretentious on the outside as on the inside, Mo Li still had a good impression of the naive younger young master, and said in a very good manner: "Young master, just keep it, I still have more."

As for this handkerchief that fooled the young master's tears and snot, he would never want it in his lifetime.

Chen Wangsheng looked at the actions of his close subordinates and silly and dirty little brother and sneered "Ha". However, even such an ironic action, performed by the young man who looked like a banished immortal, was full of fairy spirit, just like the compassion of an immortal.

Mo Li's face darkened silently. Having stayed with the eldest young master for a long time, he already knew how dark the young master's heart was beneath his sage appearance. He guessed that the eldest young master's laugh did not have much good intentions.

The little fat boy didn't know that his elder brother was laughing at him in his heart. After seeing his familiar relatives and getting comfort from Brother Xiaoli, his mood improved a lot.

This time he entered the palace with his elder brother and father, because his father and elder brother had recently won another victory. His Majesty invited his father and elder brother to the palace to discuss state affairs. He insisted on coming because he wanted to see his little aunt who had taken good care of him in the past. His little aunt entered the palace and became a concubine.

Dad couldn't persuade him, so he told His Majesty, and His Majesty agreed. This time he got lost because after meeting his aunt, he took his little palace maid sister with him. Someone called him away for something, and he got scared while waiting, so he left on his own, and then he got lost. After that, he met a princess...

Chen Wangsheng looked at the fat kid who had finally stopped crying, and finally spoke: "How did you get lost again? Haha, Chen Qingming, I don't know what's going on in your little head? You can't even remember the way to your own home, and you dare to run around in the palace."

The fat boy was so dejected after being scolded that he said aggrievedly, "But I'm afraid... after the little palace maid who led the way left, I'll be alone."

Seeing the fat boy who usually only knew how to laugh happily become depressed, Chen Wangsheng no longer wanted to continue scolding him. However, he was afraid that the fat boy got lost this time because of someone in the palace. Thinking of the little palace maid who left, Chen Wangsheng narrowed his eyes dangerously. If someone dared to bully his brother, Chen Wangsheng, he had to "toast" her a glass.

"Chen Qingming, who sent you out?"

When this was mentioned, the little fat boy could no longer care about being autistic. His eyes lit up: "She is a very beautiful, very beautiful fairy sister!"

Chen Wangsheng: “…”

Suddenly I understood the subordinates' speechless attitude towards the fat boy.

Mo Li's mouth twitched when he heard the little fat boy's voice. Thinking of the familiar face of the palace maid who had just sent the young master away, he reminded: "Young master, the palace maid just now was the head palace maid beside the eldest princess. She should be the eldest princess."

"The eldest princess?" The eldest princess who was said to be very willful.

Chen Wangsheng glanced at the direction where the palace maid left from a distance. The princess remembered it and he would return it for the fat boy in the future.

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Over the past few dozen days, the scars on Qingyin's neck have healed a lot. At least the injured neck can now speak a few brief words. However, due to the injury, her voice has become a little hoarse and magnetic, but it also adds a hint of coldness.

The servants of Huayun Palace also gradually discovered that their eldest princess had become more and more beautiful since some time. No, it should be since she was injured. The eldest princess's already beautiful appearance has become even more unattainable and beautiful.

In the past, people knew that the eldest princess was arrogant and domineering, and thus ignored her good looks. But now, people are captivated by the graceful and elegant eldest princess at first sight. Even if it is just a casual reprimand, people are no longer afraid, but honored, as if it is their luck to be punished by such a beautiful eldest princess.

If the servants could notice the changes in the eldest princess, then Concubine Zheng, who came once a day, would be able to notice the changes in her daughter even more.

Concubine Zheng looked at the girl who was a beautiful sight even when she was just sitting on the chair. She felt happy and sad at the same time. She was naturally happy to see her daughter becoming more and more beautiful, but she was also heartbroken to see that such a beautiful daughter was about to marry to the grassland.

Qing Yin asked curiously to her mother who suddenly seemed a little depressed, "Mother, what's wrong?"

The girl with snowy skin and black hair looked at her with worried black eyes. The concern of such a beautiful woman was something that no one in the world could refuse. Concubine Zheng looked at Qingyin worriedly and said, "Daughter, you are so beautiful now. Why don't you go to see your royal father? Maybe he will change his mind. I'll beg him again, and maybe you won't have to go to the grassland."

"Mother, it's okay." Looking at her mother who was a little panicked, Qingyin sighed softly.

"Mother, my marriage is decided by the Emperor. How can the Emperor's words be changed so easily?"

It's not that Concubine Zheng didn't know this truth. She had understood it long before she entered the palace. But this was the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to. How many princesses who married to the grassland would have a good ending? Concubine Zheng looked at Qingyin with a timid smile: "What if?"

Qingyin smiled lightly and said nothing.

But Concubine Zheng had already understood the truth, and looked at Qingyin with sad eyes: "My Zhao'er..."

Looking at the crying Concubine Zheng, Qingyin gently hugged this fragile mother: "Mother, don't be afraid, the grassland is not scary. With my daughter's current appearance, do you think the Khan will not like my daughter?"

Looking at her daughter who was so beautiful just sitting there, Concubine Zheng's tears stopped in her eyes. She said dryly: "But the conditions on the grassland are poor..."

Qingyin smiled gently: "Mother, I don't think anyone would be willing to let me suffer."

The smile made the beauty's face even more charming. Concubine Zheng, who was overwhelmed by her daughter's stunning beauty, was speechless and her sadness disappeared immediately.

Yes, her daughter is so beautiful now that even she, a woman, can't help but look at her again and again. Which man is willing to reject such a beautiful wife and treat her daughter badly? In that case, it's just that her daughter married to a place far away, so there's nothing wrong with it except that she can't see her.

After much thought, Concubine Zheng found that there was nothing wrong with her daughter marrying to the grassland.

Looking at her mother whose thoughts were drawn away by her, Qingyin chuckled and prepared to give her a hard blow to completely dispel her worries. She held her mother's hand and said, "Mother, I have great ambitions. People say that only men can become the crown prince and ascend to the throne. I think this is unfair. Why can women only become princesses through marriage? I don't want this. I also hope to see the scenery on the top of the mountain. The grassland is my chance."

Concubine Zheng was completely stunned by Qingyin's words, which were full of meaning. "Zhao'er, you are joking, right?"

Qingyin said nothing, but just looked at Concubine Zheng seriously.

Concubine Zheng was speechless and understood the determination in Qingyin's eyes.

"Okay, my Zhao'er has great ambitions, and mother will help you as much as possible."

As a mother, Concubine Zheng did not discourage her daughter from pursuing her ideals no matter how difficult they were. Her first thought was to support her.

Looking at Concubine Zheng, who was thinking about how to help her, Qingyin smiled and hugged her: "Mother, I will come to pick you up when I am safe."

Concubine Zheng had tears in her eyes: "Yes."

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Although Emperor Xuanwu in the Yangxin Palace did not pay attention to his daughter who was about to hang herself because he was holding his breath, he also neglected the favored Concubine Zheng.

But he couldn't just give up on his eldest daughter, whom he had spoiled for so many years.

Emperor Xuanwu glanced at the eunuch He Peisheng, who was leisurely (not really) grinding ink in the hall, and thought of his unhappiness for so many days. He was so angry that he shouted, "He Peisheng, why don't you hand me the ink quickly."

"Yes, Your Majesty." He Peisheng respectfully handed the well-ground ink to Emperor Xuanwu, and there was nothing wrong with the rules.

Unfortunately, for the emperor who is high above everyone else, everything he finds fault with is a problem when he is unhappy.

Emperor Xuanwu was so angry that he said, "You are so slow that you have lost the quota for this month."

He Peisheng, the eunuch who had followed His Majesty for so many years, knew very well why His Majesty was picking on him. He quickly put on an expression as if he was unlucky and the sky was falling. He heaved a sigh of relief only after he saw that the anger in His Majesty's eyes had lessened a little.

But he still couldn't help complaining in his heart that His Majesty was obviously angry with Princess Chang and Concubine Zheng, but he had to vent his anger on a servant like him. It was really an undeserved disaster for him.

In just one morning, He Peisheng, who had been taking care of Emperor Xuanwu, seemed to be exhausted.

It was not until he could let his apprentice take a break that He Peisheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, Emperor Xuanwu had made him feel anxious before he left. "How is the princess doing recently?"

He Peisheng almost died, and his heart was in a state of trepidation. Fortunately, the eunuch who had served the emperor for many years was very mentally strong and quickly realized which princess His Majesty was talking about.

He Peisheng bowed his head respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, I heard from the people below that the eldest princess has recovered very well and can speak now. I also heard that the eldest princess is no longer so resistant to the grassland. It seems that the eldest princess has understood your majesty's intentions, and Concubine Zheng has not cried as much as usual in the past few days."

He Peisheng told in detail what the secret guards had observed about the Princess and Concubine Zheng in the past few days.

The more Emperor Xuanwu listened, the more his brows relaxed.

Since Zhao'er is not as willful as before, that's not bad.

"But? The eldest princess has changed a bit..." At this point, He Peisheng hesitated, not knowing whether he should tell His Majesty.

"What changes?" Emperor Xuanwu was a little curious, but he couldn't figure out what his daughter had done. Could it be that she had done something strange again? Thinking of this, Emperor Xuanwu couldn't help but frown.

When He Peisheng saw His Majesty's face, he knew that His Majesty had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "The secret guards said that the princess has become more and more beautiful in the past month for some reason."

Emperor Xuanwu listened to this and looked speechless.

"Zhao'er is only sixteen years old now and is still growing. Isn't it normal for her to change? Do you need to tell me that?" Besides, there is nothing to report about becoming beautiful.

Emperor Xuanwu did not care about this and stopped He Peisheng from saying anything else.

He Peisheng had a premonition in his heart that His Majesty would regret this news.

When the secret guard came to report to him before, he said that if His Majesty was not informed of the princess's appearance, His Majesty would definitely regret it.

But now it is clear that His Majesty does not care about this news. If he goes up to him and says something again, he will definitely be punished. After thinking it over, He Peisheng decided to find an opportunity to talk to His Majesty later.

In Huayun Palace, although Qingyin explained to her mother the reasons why they had to go to the grassland and convinced her, she could not convince her mother about the relationship between her and Emperor Xuanwu.

Concubine Zheng was also born into a noble family. Although she had a gentle personality, she also had the pride of a girl from a noble family. She was very upset about her daughter becoming a victim of an arranged marriage, so she insisted on having a fight with Emperor Xuanwu.

Qingyin felt sorry for her and didn't say that it would be more beneficial for her to establish a good relationship with Emperor Xuanwu now. Even without the care of the Emperor, she could still stand on the grassland.

Concubine Zheng has been in a much better mood these days looking at her beautiful daughter in Huayun Palace. She has also found pleasure in dressing up the doll and picked out all kinds of beautiful clothes to send to Qingyin's palace. This "doll" is Qingyin. The last time she was dressed like this, she was her original childhood self.

Qingyin was afraid that Concubine Zheng would be sad, so she didn't spoil her fun. Perhaps it was the cooperation of the doll that made Concubine Zheng no longer feel sad.

The only joy I have all day is dressing up my beautiful daughter.

These days, Huayun Palace seems to be the same as before, yet there seem to be many differences.

At least the palace maids and eunuchs in Huayun Palace showed a lot more sincerity in taking care of the master who was about to leave.

The summer of the 31st year of Xuanwu was fruitful, but this ancient city that raised a wealthy princess was about to send away the princess who had grown up on this land since childhood.

The convoy coming to pick up the eldest princess from the grassland marriage alliance is about to arrive. A banquet will be held in three days to take her daughter away. When the news reached Concubine Zheng's ears, it seemed as if only one day had passed since she started dressing her daughter up yesterday.

Concubine Zheng couldn't help but feel dazed. She had clearly accepted it in her heart, but why did she feel bitter in her mouth?