The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Chapter 468 Finale

That night, Hai Lanzhu, who had applied the ointment, was awakened by her personal maid Pei Lan. She was surprised to find that the person in the mirror looked much more radiant and her skin had obviously improved a lot.

Hailanzhu cried out in surprise, "Peilan, give me the ointment again. I want to apply it again."

Peilan hesitated, "My Lady, didn't the imperial physician say to apply this ointment daily for two days, with a period of time between applications?"

Hai Lanzhu didn't care. "What's the big deal? It's good for my skin if I apply it more often."

"But Madam..."

"Besides, I will punish you for disrespect." Hai Lanzhu said impatiently.

Peilan didn't dare to say anything more and handed the ointment to Hailanzhu.

After applying that layer of ointment, Hai Lanzhu felt that she had become much more beautiful, whether it was a psychological effect or something else.

In the past few days, she used the ointment for several days in a row, and her face became as beautiful and fair as when she was young. Huang Taiji also seemed to love her as much as when he was young, and he went to Guanju Palace much more often.

It was okay for the concubines who had sons, but those young concubines who had just entered the palace and were as fresh as flowers couldn't help but feel jealous. It was obvious that Concubine Chen had always been favored by the emperor, and now she had become more beautiful for some reason and attracted the emperor again. Now, Concubine Chen was the only one in the palace who was favored.

Due to this resentment, several people couldn't help but find Queen Zhezhe's Qingning Palace and complain to her.

In Qingning Palace, Zhezhe sat upright, took a sip of hot tea, and looked at the young concubine below without revealing any expression.

"Your Majesty, I am not jealous of Your Majesty, but Your Majesty is really going too far."

"It turns out that the Emperor visits Empress Chen more often, so it's normal that the concubines in the palace are less favored."

"But now, the Emperor has only gone to see the Concubine Chen. How are these sisters of mine supposed to survive?"

Zhezhe felt annoyed as she listened to the complaints of these young concubines, but she still maintained the dignified demeanor of a queen.

She cleared her throat, and the complaining concubines stopped and stared at her expectantly.

Zhezhe angrily scolded sternly: "Harem, where the emperor goes is his wish. Can you force the emperor's wish to go to you?"

"Your Majesty, I am so terrified. That's not what I meant..." The young concubines knelt down in panic.

Zhezhe looked at her timid concubine, a look of satisfaction flashing across her eyes, and the anger on her face turned into kindness. She said, "I also know your intentions, but no matter how you scheme against Concubine Chen, it will not work. If you really want to gain the emperor's favor, then go to the emperor and show your skills."

Several concubines looked at each other in confusion as they listened, and seemed to understand something, their eyes rolling.

But deep down, he subconsciously felt a strong resentment towards Concubine Chen.

"Yes, Queen, I understand."

"Ah."

The queen on the stage did not miss the looks of these concubines, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"But as for the emperor, I will also go back and talk to him about it."

"Yes, thank you, Her Majesty." Hearing that the Queen would speak to the Emperor on their behalf, several people couldn't help but show a look of gratitude.

After these concubines left, Zhezhe couldn't help but look a little relaxed.

The nanny behind Zhezhe looked at the Empress with heartache, "Your Majesty, why do you have to interfere between the Concubine Chen and the Emperor for these concubines? If you interfere, it will only make the Emperor resent you for nothing."

Zhezhe smiled and said, "Mammy, if it was in the past, it might be so, but now, the emperor has met with Zhalute's people, how could he really favor Hailanzhu?"

"Concubine Chen, I don't know what tricks Hai Lanzhu used to seduce the emperor again. This is courting death."

Zhezhe said this meaningfully, with a sharp gleam in his eyes.

Hai Lanzhu, her niece, once relied on the emperor's favor to suppress her, the queen. Isn't it time for her to pay back those debts?

—

Golden Luan Palace.

It was rare for the queen to come to see him. Huang Taiji frowned, but did not stop her from coming in.

Huang Taiji was processing memorials when he heard footsteps outside and asked softly, "How come the Queen has time to come to me?"

Zhezhe, dressed in a light yellow Qipai, walked in slowly with a dignified smile on her face. "No, the sisters usually like to come to the emperor's place. I don't want to disturb the emperor and the sisters in the palace, so I come less often."

Huang Taiji glanced at her and said, "You are honest."

"Tell me, what is it that you came to see me for?"

"Your Majesty is wise." Zhezhe praised.

Huang Taiji didn't pay much attention to Zhezhe's casual compliment, and Zhezhe naturally understood her importance in the emperor's heart.

She suddenly became slightly worried and said to Huang Taiji: "I didn't want to disturb the emperor, but the sisters in the harem came to me, so I had to come to the emperor."

Hearing this, Huang Taiji paused holding the memorial in his hand and asked, "A concubine in the harem is looking for you?"

Huang Taiji finally set his eyes on his dignified queen.

A hint of irony flashed through Zhezhe's mind. Their Majesty would only take her, the Queen, seriously when there was really something going on.

"Yes, the emperor has been going to Guanju Palace these days, so Concubine Shu and the others came to my Qingning Palace..."

The queen didn't say anything else, and Huang Taiji understood what she meant.

He knew that he had been favoring Concubine Chen in Guanju Palace these days, which had aroused the jealousy of other people. Huang Taiji looked a little embarrassed. In front of his wife, Huang Taiji felt a little uncomfortable because he favored only one person, which caused resentment from other women in the harem.

"Yes, I understand."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

Zhezhe left the throne room.

The nanny behind her looked at her master with a little confusion, "Your Majesty, is that all you have to say?" The emperor had not yet said whether he agreed or not.

Zhezhe chuckled, "That's enough, Mammy."

In the Jinluan Palace, Huang Taiji, who was alone, realized after being reminded by Zhezhe that he had been to Guanju Palace as often as when he was young in the past few days. He felt a little strange in his heart.

Thinking of Hailanzhu's suddenly beautiful face and the faint fragrance on her body in the past few days, Huang Taiji did not suspect that Hailanzhu, whom he had doted on for many years, would harm him. He just felt that Hailanzhu had been deliberately using some beauty recipes and trying to please him recently. After all, she was not as aloof and cold and beautiful as before.

Huang Taiji felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and suddenly thought of the wife Zaruut whom he had sent away.

If it were her, she would now look like a fairy high and mighty.

When Huang Taiji was thinking about Qingyin, Doji was also thinking about Qingyin. After conspiring with Nanchu, Doji met Nanchu again late at night.

"Everything is normal in the palace."

Nan Chu nodded, "Okay, let's continue with the plan."

"Ah."

Doji paused for a moment and didn't leave.

Nan Chu looked at him suspiciously, "?"

Doggie met his gaze and asked with difficulty, "Is she okay?"

This "she" is obviously his wife.

Nan Chu sneered, but suddenly his smile turned genuine, "Of course. By the way, my wife is pregnant. Maybe you can ask for a cup of wine to celebrate my child's full moon in the future."

Doji: “…”

Doji fled in panic.

Nan Chu looked at his back, sneered a few times, then turned around and prepared to go back to take a shower and continue to warm the bed for his wife.

—

The months flew by.

Qingyin's belly grew bigger like a balloon. As her pregnancy progressed, Nan Chu finally spread the news of her pregnancy.

Not to mention the heartbroken young ladies and gentlemen who heard the news, Huang Taiji in the palace was also becoming increasingly unhappy with his trusted minister, but unfortunately he didn't have much time left.

Nan Chu had a sneer on his face when he left the court.

—

On September 18, 1641, the sixth year of Chongde, Concubine Hai Lanzhu suddenly became weak. The illness came so suddenly that Hai Lanzhu herself didn't even realize it before she suddenly fell ill in bed and didn't even have the strength to speak.

In Guanju Palace, when Huang Taiji heard that Concubine Chen was seriously ill, although he did not love Hai Lanzhu as much as before, he still came to see her because of their past feelings.

In the bedroom, Hailanzhu lay weakly on the bed. Huang Taiji approached her, and the faint fragrance of the emperor drifted to her, "Concubine Chen, take good care of yourself, you will get better in the future."

When Hailanzhu smelled the fragrance, she suddenly felt nauseous. In an instant, she suddenly understood something and tried to say something to the emperor.

Unfortunately, she thought she had enough strength but couldn't even move her fingers, and Huang Taiji didn't understand.

But the last look Hailanzhu gave her before her death was of Doji, who was standing not far behind Huang Taiji.

It was him who deliberately harmed her because of Eun-deok, her first husband.

Hailanzhu understood that Doji was avenging his brother, not only her but also Huang Taiji.

Hailanzhu died, without even the last emotion of regret or anger.

Doji took a last look at his former sister-in-law and left mercilessly.

After Hai Lanzhu died, Huang Taiji bestowed upon her a great title and buried her with great ceremony.

Perhaps because of Hai Lanzhu's death, Huang Taiji's health suddenly deteriorated, and he became more and more exhausted from dealing with memorials. Therefore, Nan Chu, who was under Huang Taiji, finally got a chance to breathe.

Against this background, Qingyin successfully gave birth to a baby boy. Nanchu named him "Jiahui". This name means eagle in the Manchu people. Nanchu gave him this name in the hope that he would grow up healthy and smart like an eagle.

Qingyin likes this name very much and calls him "Xiaohun" and "Xiaohun" every day. Xiaohun seems to know that his mother is very beautiful. He likes to stick to Qingyin every day and let Qingyin hug him. He can see his beautiful mother with his naked eyes.

For this reason, when he was not looking, the chubby little boy could not help but cry loudly, which made Nan Chu want to spank the little bastard several times. However, after Qingyin gave him a look, he still didn't dare to hit him. He had to work hard every day to carry the boy and put him in the next room when he fell asleep, and then carry him back to his wife's bed before he woke up.

It was another day for the miserable Lord Nan Chu to plot against his son.

Two years of raising a child passed by quickly.

On the night of September 21st, the eighth month of the eighth year of the Chongde reign (the sixteenth year of the Chongzhen reign of the Ming Dynasty, 1643), Huang Taiji died suddenly in the harem of Shengjing at 11:00 PM. He was posthumously named Emperor Yingtian Xingguo Hongde Zhangwu Kuanwen Renshengrui Xiaojingmin Zhaoding Longdao Xiangongwen. He was buried in the Zhaoling Mausoleum in Shenyang. His ninth son, Fulin, succeeded him. (Baidu)

The eldest son did not ascend the throne, but Concubine Zhuang ascended the throne with her ninth emperor Fulin.

Not to mention the turmoil in the palace, the Yehenala Mansion outside the palace was harmonious and quiet.

Nan Chu kept all the storms outside the Yehenala Mansion.

Oh, no.

"Mother, mother!"

A chubby little boy with a body of three heads climbed up to a pink figure that was walking in at an extremely fast speed.

Qingyin smiled, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off her fat son's face, "Slow down, mother won't run away."

"Yeah." Little Jiahui blinked smartly and obediently let his beautiful mother wipe the sweat off his face.

"Mother, can Xiaohun sleep with you today?"

Qingyin unexpectedly bent down, lowered her head and looked directly into her fat son's eyes and asked curiously, "Why? Aren't you an adult? Do you want to sleep by yourself?"

It would have been better if Qingyin didn't say anything, otherwise Xiao Jiahui would have remembered the words that her bastard father had used to coax her.

Xiao Jiahui pouted and said, "Oh no, Xiaohui is not an adult yet. It was my father who lied to me. Xiaohui wants to sleep with my mother."

"OK then."

Qingyin still couldn't bear to refuse her fat son.

At night, Nan Chu, who had finally coaxed his fat son to sleep alone, thought he could finally be intimate with his wife. However, when he turned over the quilt, he saw a familiar fat son with a silly smile on his face.

Nan Chu: “…”

"Hey, Ama."

……

Qingyin returned to the system space and couldn't help but smile when she recalled her cute and clever son Jiahui in the previous world.

"The system will calculate the points from the last world mission."

"Okay, Yinyin." The calico cat brand 996 nodded lazily.

Suddenly, he said in surprise, "Yinyin, the last wisher was very satisfied and gave you an extra 200 points."

"So, our account is even!"

Qingyin, who was lying lazily on the sofa, suddenly jumped up.

Surprised, he asked, "Have you paid off the debt?"

"Correct!"

The cat and the man looked at each other, and a second later, there was a surprising light in their eyes.