The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Since the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Rouyin's beauty has spread widely in the capital, and people are talking about it.

In a teahouse, several men in brown short collars were chatting, "I tell you, the Fourth Prince's wife is simply a fairy from heaven, she must be the most beautiful woman in the capital."

"You haven't seen it, so how do you know? Are you bragging?" the young man in dark brown clothes next to him asked suspiciously.

"My uncle's niece's nephew is working in the Fourth Prince's mansion. Of course he has seen the Fourth Prince's appearance." The man in the brown short collar immediately retorted with a red face. All kinds of such scenes were spread everywhere among the people.

Yinzhen listened to the reports from the servants, and slapped the horizontal board beside him with his ring-wearing hand, shaking the whole wooden table. The report was immediately knelt down in fear, and Su Peisheng said, "Master, please calm down. The people are just spreading rumors, and there must be someone behind it who is fanning the flames."

"Su Peisheng, I order you to find out the source. If you can't find it, you don't have to stay here with me." Yinzhen said angrily.

"Yes, I obey your command." Su Peisheng responded solemnly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes as he thought about the increasingly exaggerated rumors. Who would dare to cause trouble in the capital? His words and deeds even exaggerated the reputation of his mistress, Fu Jin, as a disaster caused by beauty.

Rouyin was leisurely admiring the famous plants in full bloom in the garden. The flowers in the prince's mansion were all rare varieties. Although they were not as good as those in the imperial garden, they were rare and uncommon. The red and green clusters of unknown flowers exuding fragrance tempted people to appreciate them carefully. She looked at these bright and beautiful flowers and felt happy. If she really wanted to go out for a walk, it was a pity that no matter how enjoyable the ancient times were, they could not compare to the modern times. She had to choose fewer ancient tasks in the future.

Hua Rui, who had just returned from shopping outside the palace, walked over quickly, her face full of worry and confusion. Rouyin noticed and asked, "Hua Rui, what's wrong? Is there something wrong at home?"

"Master, since the Mid-Autumn Festival, word has been spreading outside the palace that your beauty is as beautiful as the late emperor's Dong Efei. This Dong Efei is called..." Hua Rui said angrily and worriedly.

"Is this what is being spread outside the palace? Where did it come from? Tell me everything." Rouyin's eyes froze, fearing that someone was behind this.

"It's only the capital that's spreading the news outside the palace. At first, they just said that your beauty is stunning, but later they even started to compare you to the late emperor's Dong Efei. People are talking about it everywhere in the teahouses outside the palace. There are mixed rumors and no one knows where the rumor came from." Hua Rui looked at her master, who was so beautiful that she was beyond words, and her heart was filled with anger. Her master was obviously a fairy who had descended to the earth, how could she be the disaster that those people said she was.

Rouyin pondered calmly for a while, and Liu Qing and others did not dare to speak for fear of disturbing their master's thoughts.

"Mammy, all the posts from outside the mansion should be rejected except those from the palace. During this period, the servants in the mansion should be warned not to talk nonsense in private. If they are found talking nonsense, they should be dismissed directly." Rouyin said to Mammy Wang.

"Yes, Madam, please think about your master..." Nanny Wang reminded Rouyin after thinking for a while.

"Yes, Liu Qing, go report to me..." Before Rouyin could finish her words, she was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Cao Chao, and Cao Chao arrived. Yinzhen strode over. Seeing this, Rouyin immediately prepared to bow and salute, but Yinzhen supported her slightly bent body. "Yin'er, get up quickly. You and I are husband and wife, there is no need to be polite."

"Thank you for your understanding, sir. I'm just a little worried about the news I heard today." Rouyin gently tucked up a strand of hair beside her ear, looking like a weak willow in the wind.

Hearing this, Yinzhen pulled her hand with some distress, knowing that Rouyin had already known the rumors outside the palace, "Don't be afraid, Yin'er, I have already known the news outside the palace, and I will definitely give you an explanation, but Yin'er, you should stay out of the limelight for the time being, and after I have resolved this matter, I will take you out for a good walk." After saying this, he hugged his wife's thin waist tightly, and she was thin again, and she must be well taken care of, with tenderness in his eyes. As early as when the master wanted to have some private words with Fu Jin, Su Peisheng and other clever people who shouted had withdrawn and waited.

Rouyin buried her head tightly in his arms and said, "I'm not afraid. I'm just worried that it will have a bad influence on you." Listening to Rouyin's soft voice, Yinzhen gently touched her head and said, "I am your husband, and I will always protect you."

After the conversation, Yinzhen rested in Fu Jin's room as usual. But looking at his beautiful wife, his anger rose unconsciously. He stood up silently and kissed Yin'er's fair and delicate face again, then went out and asked Su Peisheng to take a cold shower.

Hearing this, Su Peisheng, thinking of Yinzhen, sighed again inwardly, "My master has not been to other rooms for the sake of Concubine, so she must be depressed. After seeing such a stunning beauty like Concubine, how could he still be interested in those mediocre women?"

A few days later, Su Peisheng reported to Yinzhen with a dark face and some worry: "Master, this news was initially spread by ministers and their wives that the master was extraordinarily beautiful, but later on, there were obstructions in the palace, making it difficult to investigate."

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen slammed the chopping board heavily, "Which palaces!"

Hearing this, Su Peisheng lowered his head even more deeply and said in a hoarse voice, "There are Concubine De in the palace, and Concubine Hesheli in the Xihe Palace." After he finished speaking, the atmosphere became as silent as dead water. Feeling this dangerous atmosphere, Su Peisheng prostrated himself even more respectfully.

"Tell me what my mother is thinking that is not satisfying her. Fu Jin is just my wife. Does she want to interfere?" Yinzhen spoke in a seemingly calm tone, but there was a hidden danger in his words.

Su Peisheng did not answer. After an incense stick of time, Yinzhen asked him to leave. When he came out, the autumn wind blew and he felt cold all over. It turned out that Su Peisheng's back was already soaked with sweat.