The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

A young couple wearing lake green court robes walked in.

The tough and handsome man among them was familiar to everyone. Wasn't he Lord Nan Chu, the highly respected minister of state to the Emperor?

What was surprising was the woman holding Nan Chu's arm. She was wearing a Manchu dress of a similar color to Nan Chu's court dress. The woman's hair was tied into a bun, and she wore a lake green gemstone hairpin of the same color as her clothes. She also had a pair of green pearl earrings on her ears. When the woman walked, the hairpins and earrings on her ears swayed, and the bracelets and jewelry also made crisp sounds. This sound seemed to be integrated with the woman's temperament.

The ultimate beauty and the ultimate dream appear on such a woman wearing a lake green tolerant flag dress. It seems that one can instantly see a mysterious dark green lake in the middle of the remote and quiet forest, reflecting the bright and cold moon in the sky.

It cannot be touched or touched, but there is a bright red mole at the corner of the woman's eye. When she raises her eyes and turns away, the look that seems to be caring but also seems to be coldly treated makes people confused. They only remember the red mole at the corner of her eye, which makes people covetous.

Tali stared at the stunning woman in the distance, and couldn't help but tug at her father's robe. "Who is that?"

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There were many such questions, but they were soon answered by the man with a familiar face next to the stunning woman.

"That woman walking so intimately with Minister Nan Chu must be his wife."

"Are you talking about the one the Emperor gave the Eastern Palace's wife to, Nan Chu?"

"Of course."

"The Emperor is willing to give such a beauty to Nan Chu? Does the Emperor value Master Nan Chu so much?"

"No, why would he do that? If I had been born a few years earlier, would I have gotten her..."

Such dark thoughts arise one after another in those young officials who are young and self-confident about their talents.

All these covetous, envious, amazed... eyes were cast on Qingyin and his wife. No, Nanchu only accounted for a small part of them, but there were still a large number of young men and girls who were envious and jealous.

Nan Chu: "..."

Hey, these brats haven't even grown all their hair yet, but they're still coveting other people's wives.

Nan Chu displayed his usual cold and fearful aura, and glanced around warningly, successfully reducing most of the attention on Qing Yin, except for some foolish and obscure gazes.

After seeing the appearance of Nanchu's wife, Prince Yu knew who the sweetheart of his subordinate Dunjie was.

Prince Yu looked at Sergeant Dunjie, whose expression had changed drastically since Qingyin came out. He patted Dunjie on the shoulder and said with a complicated expression: "Dunjie, if you like Nanchu's wife, it's no wonder, but Nanchu's wife is not someone you can covet."

Dunjie drank a glass of wine, his eyes darkening: "I know, I just want to be with her quietly."

Prince Yu listened and drank a glass of wine as well.

This Lord Nanchu is so lucky. His brother is willing to give such a stunning beauty to Nanchu. He is his biological brother and has won so many battles for him. Why didn't Huang Taiji give him such a stunning beauty?

A flash of jealousy flashed across Prince Yu's eyes.

But his eyes were always fixed on Lady Zhalute, who was sitting quietly and gently beside Nan Chu.

In the crowd, another Fourteenth Prince, Dorgon, was also looking at Qingyin.

Looking at Qingyin's beautiful and cold face, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. Thinking of Bumbutai in the palace, he suppressed the throbbing and said guiltily: He likes Bumbutai, so how could he like someone else.

It was like talking to himself, or like trying to convince himself.

After repeating this several times and calming his heartbeat, Dorgon deliberately stopped looking at Qingyin in the crowd.

Prince Yu glanced at his brother Dorgon who was pretending to be calm.

Didn't his brother say that he liked Bumbutai in the palace? Now that he has seen Lady Zhalute, he has changed his mind.

Haha, he's really good at pretending.

When Huang Taiji arrived with his concubines and children, he felt that something was wrong with the banquet.

Everyone seemed to be looking at a certain place absentmindedly?

Huang Taiji frowned. What happened at the banquet?

What abnormal things have Duoduo and the others done again?

Huang Taiji looked at Duoduo and his group of generals, who were also the main figures in this celebration banquet.

Prince Yu drank quietly, and the strange and familiar generals behind him also looked normal. Oh, no, a little bit, their faces were all red. No, it shouldn't be just them, all the young men and women at the banquet seemed to have red faces.

Huang Taiji keenly noticed something unusual and began to search for the source of it.

The right side is normal, the middle is normal, the left side is normal... No, who is the woman next to Nan Chu?

Huang Taiji's pupils dilated when he saw the strange yet faintly familiar beautiful woman beside Nan Chu.

How could there be such a woman, even more beautiful than Hai Lanzhu? No, compared with that woman, Hai Lanzhu is simply not comparable.

Compared to Huang Taiji, Maliqi, who was walking behind with her younger sister Xinyu, recognized her mother earlier than the emperor.

Also because Qi Yue reported to her, her mother would attend the banquet with Lord Nan Chu.

So Mary got up early today and took her three-year-old sister Xinyu, who had never seen her mother, to see her mother whom she had not seen for a long time.

Perhaps it was because of the blood relationship, coupled with the diligent daily interactions with her elder sister Mary, Xinyu trusted her sixth sister very much.

She obediently let Marici hold her hand and sit with her.

Maliqi took her with her and quickly remembered the location of Lord Nanchu mentioned by the palace maid. She followed that direction and whispered to Xinyu in her arms: "The lady sitting over there is our biological mother."

Xinyu looked in the direction her sister was going. When she saw Qingyin's extremely gentle gaze and exceptionally beautiful and dazzling appearance, her mouth opened wide: "Is that our mother?"

Marychi stared blankly at Qingyin in the distance, looking at Qingyin whose eyes were still gentle and full of longing. She tried hard to recognize her mother from Qingyin's vaguely familiar facial features. Besides, even if she didn't recognize her appearance, the familiar eyes were enough for her to recognize her.

Even when she was wronged in the palace, she didn't cry. But when she saw her mother, she seemed to have returned to the child who had her mother to rely on. Her nose felt sore and her eyes reddened slightly. With a little tear in her voice, she said to the little sister in her arms, "Yes, that's our mother."

Xinyu was sensitive enough to sense her sister's sadness. She woke up from the surprise of seeing her mother and discovering that she was a stunning beauty. Her chubby little white hand gently patted her sister's back, just like her sister cared about her and patted her back when she was afraid of the dark. She comforted her, "Sister, don't be sad. Look at our mother. She is so beautiful!"