The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Duan Heng, who had been ill for three days, finally woke up. His lips were pale, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were depressed, but he no longer wanted to go to the palace.

The old butler didn't know whether this was good or bad for His Highness, and could only shed tears for his master silently.

In the imperial palace, Qingyin finally had her own bedroom. Emperor Yongqing carefully selected the Qiyue Palace, which was spacious and close to the Dongji Palace.

The emperor's attitude towards Qingyin in the past few days was quite submissive, which melted the hearts of this ignorant little country girl.

Although I still don’t know how to like it, my attitude is much better than before.

Emperor Yongqing was overjoyed and gave out a large number of rewards with a wave of his hand.

The next time Qingyin heard news about Duan Heng was from the Fifth Princess, who told her that he had left the capital. The Fourth Prince asked to stay at the border to guard the land of Datang.

Emperor Yongqing agreed.

The two sat in the small pavilion and talked.

Qingyin propped her chin up with her arm, a trace of worry flashed across her eyes: "Will Duan Heng be injured?"

Duan Qinxue secretly looked at Qingyin, who was dressed even more beautifully after entering the palace, and comforted her in her heart: "It's okay, Fourth Brother is a lucky person, nothing will happen to him, don't worry, Ah Hua."

The last time she saw Sister Ahua, she was still thinking that Sister Ahua was so beautiful that she was prettier than the most beautiful concubine in the palace. She didn't expect that when she saw Sister Ahua for the third time, she had already become the emperor's concubine.

Fortunately, Sister Ahua does not have that kind of feeling for Fourth Brother, otherwise Sister Ahua would be very sad.

Duan Qinxue was thinking about it, and her arm unconsciously rubbed the beauty Qingyin again, hehe, beauty is so close.

I really want to move back to the palace from outside the palace.

Duan Qinxue buried herself in Qingyin's arms, her nose filled with the faint fragrance of Qingyin's body. Woohoo, the emperor is so lucky, Duan Qinxue thought enviously.

With a slight turn of his eyes, he saw a familiar face hiding in the corner, "Hey, Xiao Ba, what are you doing here!"

Hearing the voice, Qingyin turned sideways.

The eighth prince, Duan Yiyun, the later villain who hid his ambitions and secretly caused a lot of trouble for Duan Heng after Duan Heng ascended the throne?

The boy, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old, had grown most of his height, but his face still had a slight baby fat, fair skin, and rosy cheeks. However, there was a gray mark on his clean face, which made him look a little funny. At this moment, he was looking at him shyly.

"Your son Duan Yiyun pays respects to my virtuous stepmother and fifth sister,"

Seeing the boy, who was only a few years younger than her, calling her stepmother, the girl felt a little uncomfortable and hurriedly asked the boy to stand up.

"Get up."

Then Qingyin and Duan Qinxue saw clearly that Duan Yiyun was holding a white and clean fur ball in his arms. The little ball was spinning around with its innocent big eyes, staring at Qingyin, and called out in a coquettish voice: "Meow~"

"Raccoon slave!"

Qingyin and Duan Qinxue's eyes lit up when they looked at the kitten. What a cute kitten.

Duan Yiyun looked at the girl whose eyes lit up, his lips curled slightly, revealing the dimples on both sides of his cheeks, and smiled shyly: "This is my little white. Little white is lively and likes to run around everywhere. I don't like to restrict its temper, so I have to come to see Little white every day."

"If you and Fifth Sister like it, you can hug it. Xiaobai is very well behaved."

Hearing this, Qingyin and Duan Qinxue's eyes showed some excitement.

What's wrong with kittens being more lively? That's the nature of cats.

Wanrou looked at the excited empress and hurriedly tried to stop her, "My empress, this kitten is a wild animal and can't understand human language. What if it scratches you..."

"What's there to be afraid of? How can a kitten hurt me?"

Qingyin said nonchalantly, interrupting Wanrou's words.

"But my lady, if you hurt yourself in the slightest, His Majesty will kill us servants."

Hearing this, the girl's mood dropped, but she still said firmly: "Okay, actually I don't really want to hug a kitten that much?"

Watching the conversation between the palace maid and Consort Xian, Duan Yiyun lowered his eyes to hide his gaze, and an innocent smile spread across the corners of his mouth: "If the palace maid is afraid of hurting Consort Xian, why don't I hold Xiaobai and Consort Xian can touch it."

"Is it okay?" Qingyin's eyes lit up again.

Staring at Wanrou, with the Eighth Prince's matchmaking, danger would hardly happen. Wanrou softened her heart at the expectant look in the Empress' eyes, "Then I'll ask the Eighth Prince for help."

"Yeah, you're welcome." The boy smiled shyly.

Holding Xiaobai, he moved closer to Qingyin and Duan Qinxue.

The beautiful little white cat was about two or three months old, with fluffy fur like a cotton ball and deep blue eyes, which made it incredibly cute.

Qingyin couldn't wait to stretch out her fair and slender hand to stroke the kitten. The kitten seemed to like this beautiful woman as well. It made a purring sound of enjoyment in its throat. The red tongue in its mouth gently licked the girl's hand, leaving a layer of sparkling water on her skin.

The young man with his head lowered greedily and almost obsessedly licked the little stepmother in his peripheral vision. Looking at the kitten licking those delicate jade hands, Duan Yiyun wished he could become that kitten and lick his little stepmother's hands carefully and cleanly.

How lucky! Fourth brother can actually stay with little stepmother for so long, while people like them can’t even have the time to accompany her.