The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

After returning to the palace, although the two imperial doctors did not need to meet Huang Taiji, the eunuch of the Qianqing Palace still had to ask about their work.

The two imperial physicians sat in the carriage back to the palace, feeling lost. Compared to the imperial physician Hu, who was sitting as still as a mountain, the younger imperial physician was less cautious. He couldn't help but ask the imperial physician Hu, "Imperial physician Hu, do you think we should tell the father-in-law about the Borjigit family's wife?"

Doctor Hu raised an eyebrow, "Doctor Jiang, do you think there are too few things to do?"

Doctor Jiang frowned and asked in confusion, "What does Doctor Hu mean by this?"

Doctor Hu sighed: "Xiao Jiang, you are still too young. Who are we in this palace?"

Doctor Jiang replied blankly, "Imperial Doctor?"

Doctor Hu's mouth twitched. This Xiao Jiang, if it weren't for his good medical skills and some family connections and luck, it would be difficult for him to find such a naive colleague in the palace.

"Bah, not only are we imperial physicians, we're also Han Chinese. Look at the Imperial Medical Bureau, aren't those Manchu and Mongolian physicians of higher status than us? This palace isn't like other places. Since this Borjigit wife has already left the palace, she no longer has any relationship with the imperial concubines. If you insist on speaking out again, what will the imperial concubines think?"

Doctor Jiang suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Doctor Hu! If I had told anyone about this, I would have gotten myself into big trouble."

Doctor Hu looked at Doctor Jiang, who was frightened by his casual words, and his eyes twitched slightly. Then he reminded Doctor Jiang again, only talking about the illness and nothing else, and pretended to be tired and closed his eyes to take a nap.

In fact, Doctor Hu did not completely deceive Doctor Jiang.

As imperial physicians, they should stay out of some matters.

But there was one thing he didn't finish saying about Mrs. Borjigit, which was that if their Khan really wanted a woman, it didn't matter if they were married. But Mrs. Hailanzhu had been married before.

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Yehenala Mansion.

With the instructions given by the two imperial doctors before they left, Qingyin's illness has basically improved, and Maya has also relaxed her instructions to Fu Jin to take medicine three times a day, gradually changing it from three times and then twice to once.

Qingyin finally walked out of the door, waiting for the day when she no longer had to take medicine. No, she couldn't leave yet, because her original body was still in confinement. Although she no longer had to take medicine, she still couldn't take a bath and had to stay in the house.

Qingyin: "..."

She feels sorry for herself.

But no matter how many times Qingyin asked Maya for permission to take a bath, this silly girl, who always followed Qingyin's wishes and was determined to become the number one maidservant beside Qingyin, never agreed once.

Maya Lang has a heart of iron.

After reluctantly rejecting her wife's particularly beautiful eyes, the little maid wanted to run away every time she served Qingyin and watched Qingyin speak.

Qingyin: "..."

Forget it, forget it, I won’t make things difficult for this little maid.

A month, which was neither short nor long, finally passed during Qingyin's recuperation.

On the day she was discharged from confinement, Qingyin happily asked Maya to bring several buckets of hot water and finally took a bath.

The moment she came out of the bathroom, Qingyin was wearing a simple white nightgown, with her long black hair dripping down her shoulders. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with energy, but just a glance from her made people feel as if something was on fire, making them feel uneasy and their face flushed.

The maids in the room were all women. When they looked at Qingyin, they couldn't help but blush and felt a little envious.

The leader is so lucky to have such a beauty like Fu Jin.

All the maids who were not noticed thought so, not to mention Maya, who had been taking good care of Qingyin these days and was mainly swept by Qingyin's gaze.

A layer of redness appeared on her dark skin, which could not be concealed even by her skin color. She stared blankly at Fu Jin who came out of the bathroom and looked at her lazily.

"Fujin?"

Qing Yin glanced at her gently, her tone intimate. The red mole at the end of her eye was steamed by the heat, appearing more distinct and revealing more desire. "Why, don't you recognize me?"

Maya's head was hot, and her voice was as quiet as an ant as she murmured, "Of course I know her."

……

After enjoying the fun of teasing the little maid, Qingyin, under the attentive care of the maids in the room, wiped her hair and changed into a new dress, a slim-fitting Manchu dress with a peony pattern.

The Manchu clothing that used to look old-fashioned now looks difficult to pull off on Qingyin, paired with the jingling and brightly colored jewelry and pearl hairpins. However, on Qingyin, who already has delicate and fair facial features, it loses that sense of vulgarity and acquires an indescribable beauty and grace.

It is like a beautiful jade carefully nurtured by thousands of soils and rivers, polished to be fine and exquisite, filled with the charm of the most vivid flowers in the world, with natural aura and natural beauty, making people want to carefully put the most precious treasures in the world into the hands of the beauty, just to get a shallow smile from her.

Several maids dressed up the concubine as usual. When they finished one work at a time, they saw the fully dressed concubine. Even the maids who "created" the work were stunned.

Did they really dress this up themselves?

Many Manchus have dark skin, and the way ordinary wives dressed in the past actually made them look a bit old, but those situations... were not suitable for their wives.

Mrs. Fujin is so, so beautiful.

Her skin was as silky and white as goat's milk, and her facial features were indescribably beautiful. They were already stunning even without any make-up, but what they didn't expect was that after Fu Jin dressed up, her appearance would be even better.

It can be seen that there is some truth in the saying that people rely on clothes and Buddhas rely on gold.

Several maids opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of amazement.

Qingyin was amused by them. She covered her mouth and laughed softly a few times. The aloofness and coldness disappeared, and there was a more lively and amazing feeling.

"Okay, let's go out. I also want to visit the place where I will be staying in the future."

As Qingyin spoke, her brows slightly frowned again. A layer of melancholy appeared on the beautiful and charming brows, which almost broke the hearts of the maids who saw it.

Maya knew that Fu Jin was thinking about the two princesses in the palace and the previous events. She frowned, tried to make a look at her colleagues, and said, "Fu Jin has just arrived, it's time for her to take a good look at our Yehenala Mansion."

She tried hard to think of anything in the mansion that might attract Fu Jin. After a while, she remembered that the mansion's mare had recently given birth to two foals. Her eyes lit up, and she diverted Qing Yin's attention and said, "A mare in the mansion's chief's paddock just gave birth to foals. The foals are one white and one red. They are very healthy, with smooth fur. Fu Jin, why don't you go and take a look?"

Qingyin asked in surprise: "There is an enclosure in the mansion?"

"Yes, the paddock isn't too big, but it's big enough for a few laps. If you like, you can try riding a horse. If not, you can try a pony."

"Yes, Fu Jin, that little horse is very handsome, with big eyes. I heard that it is a descendant of the Ferghana horse."

……

Hearing Qingyin's interest, several maids couldn't help but use a few simple words in their minds to praise the ponies in the paddock, as if they were afraid that Qingyin would recall the sad things in the palace.

Qingyin: "..."

There was a hint of happiness in her eyes. These little maids were so cute.