The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Ever since Qingyin left for a while, the capital city has left a legend of a beautiful young master, especially when people who saw him were still spreading the word, Qingyin successfully squeezed out the title of the first prime minister's son Liu Qingxu, who was originally ranked first by the people, and won the title of the first son. Qingyin, who stayed at Tong's house, didn't know that her appearance outside the palace again directly won her a large number of loyal fans.

In Chengqian Palace, an extremely pale woman in a white smoke gauze dress lay weakly on the Luohan bed. The color of her lips was so white that the black porcelain bowl containing the medicine looked even darker.

"Your Majesty, please drink more." The maid holding the medicine bowl had tears in her eyes as she looked at the weak Concubine Tong in front of her.

"Ya Yu, my body is just like this. What's the difference if I drink more or less?" Concubine Tong said anxiously and couldn't help coughing for a while.

Ya Yu was so anxious that she patted her master's back to soothe her, and did not stop until Concubine Tong calmed down.

Concubine Tong tightly grasped the hand of the maid who had accompanied her since childhood, "Yayu, I am going to find my sister. I will ask my father to send someone to pick me up. I have no regrets in this life. The only thing I care about is you..."

"Empress..." Yayu's voice was trembling, and tears kept falling down without knowing when.

Concubine Tong gently wiped it off for her, "Silly girl, don't cry, I haven't suffered anything. You, if the person coming to the mansion is a good person, you should follow her. If not, you should be smart and go to a good place."

"My queen, please be well, Yayu will be obedient..." Yayu ignored her tears and looked at the young lady who had been with her for most of her life. In her heart, no matter whether it was the cute and lovely young lady in the boudoir or the elegant and noble imperial concubine, they were all the young ladies who had always taken care of her and treated her well.

Looking at the weak young lady lying in front of her, she tried her best to control her emotions. It was not good for the young lady to cry too much, and she could not affect the young lady.

After venting her emotions for a while, Concubine Tong felt that the itchy cough in her throat had dissipated a little. Looking at Yayu's worried eyes, she still forced herself to drink the medicine.

"The Emperor has arrived!" The eunuch's voice was so loud that it attracted attention. Upon hearing the arrival of the emperor, Concubine Tong paused. She waved her hand and asked Yayu to clean up the drinks first.

Kangxi, wearing a bright yellow robe embroidered with dragon patterns, looked at Ya Yuhong's raised eyes. This person was Concubine Tong's personal maid. He understood from her red eyes that the two of them had just cried. His heart sank. It seemed that Concubine Tong was really dying.

Walking into the inner room, Kangxi smelled the aroma of medicine. He frowned slightly and looked at Concubine Tong. Looking at his cousin who had lost a lot of weight, and recalling her rosy and well-proportioned face when she first entered the palace, he felt even more pity for her.

"Your Majesty, you're here." Concubine Tong called Kangxi weakly, while trying to sit up.

Kangxi saw Concubine Tong trying to sit up and immediately stopped her, "Well, cousin, just lie down."

Seeing this, Concubine Tong returned to her original state and lay flat on the bed.

"Your Majesty, I think I will die soon. I just hope to see my mother and sisters before I die. I hope Your Majesty will grant me that."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You will be fine after taking some medicine for a while." Kangxi comforted Concubine Tong again, but left when he knew that she could not bear the heavy atmosphere anymore.

Concubine Tong looked at the yellow figure going away, she knew that he agreed with her request in his heart. She didn't seem to feel so good, pushing the man she loved to her sister, Tong Jiarouwei suddenly understood how her elder sister felt when she pushed her to Kangxi, but she was a woman in the family and couldn't forget the honor of the family. Tong Jiarouwei's eyes gradually became firm, and she swallowed the blood in her throat with tea.

A few days later, Tong Guowei, who received the emperor's edict, was silent for a long time. He returned to the Tong Mansion and repeated the edict to his wife Hesheli.

Hesheli was also a smart person. How could she not know the meaning of this? These were her daughters. Her daughters had entered this cannibalistic harem one after another and died young. Now her youngest daughter was also in the same terminally ill state. How could she not be sad!

Tong Guowei looked at his wife who was crying out in pain, and he felt distressed. He waited until Hesheli's emotions stabilized before he said, "We still need to bring people into the palace. See if there are a few suitable ones among the concubines and concubines, and then you can bring them into the palace together."

"Yes, master." Hesheli wiped the tears from her face and responded.

On the second day, Tong Guogang also received the news brought by his younger brother. He felt a little uncomfortable. He was very fond of his niece who had always been sensible and well-behaved, but for the sake of the family, they had to control their emotions and send someone to the palace.

Tong Guogang told Madam Tong Jia about Concubine Tong, and asked his two daughters to go into the palace with his eldest sister-in-law.

Mrs. Tong Jia also understood the importance of the matter, and she nodded. Moreover, she knew that it was not her daughter who was chosen, so she was less worried.

Unfortunately, what happened today made her feel some regret.

Because they had been relaxed these days, Mrs. Tong Jia originally wanted to call her eldest daughter and youngest daughter to discuss the matter together, but Tong Jia Wanying had already run out. Mrs. Tong Jia, who couldn't find anyone, had to talk to her youngest daughter first.

Listening to Madam Tong Jia's words, Qing Yin realized that the time had come, "Mother, I want to enter the palace."

Looking at Qingyin's determined eyes, Madam Tong Jia couldn't even say the words she wanted to lie. She said bitterly: "Yu'er, do you really think so? Don't you regret it?"

"Mother, I want to make a name for myself for our Tong family, not just for other princes. I have the confidence."

Mrs. Tong Jia was unable to say anything to discourage her daughter, who was so beautiful that she could make people mesmerized. In the end, she could only agree with Qingyin's words.

Qingyin also told his father Tong Guogang about it. No one knew the content except the Eighth Prince. The relationship between him and the Tong family began to become ambiguous. The Tong family was not as close to him as before, but he did not take it seriously. Although the Tong family was his father's maternal family, there was not a single blood relative of them in the palace. So who else could he rely on if not him?

When Tong Jia Wanying rushed back, she was informed that she would go to the palace with Qingyin and other sisters from the side branches to see Concubine Tong. She was so excited in the house for a long time.

Time was running out, so Qingyin and Tong Jia Wanying quickly got dressed, said goodbye to their mother and got on the prepared carriage.

Hesheli, who knew the candidate, had already been waiting in the carriage. As Qingyin's aunt, she naturally had to give some advice. She was surprised when she saw Qingyin walk in.

"Yu'er?"

Looking at Hesheli's shocked eyes, Qingyin smiled obediently, "Aunt, it's me."