The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"Where are the children?" asked Mrs. Meng.

"They are all sleeping in the side yard. They always fall asleep consciously at this time." Qingyin replied with a smile.

"That's really a relief. The little princes and princesses are all blessed. Xian'er, you just need to take good care of them now. Your brother and your father will earn their futures on their own. You must not worry about them."

Looking at Madam Meng who was speaking to her earnestly, Qingyin nodded obediently and listened to her mother's patient and detailed nagging.

During this time, Madam Meng moved into the palace, so Qingyin could no longer hide in the system space to watch movies and play games. However, with her mother, Ye Lanyi and the others around, she was not bored.

The news that the imperial concubine gave birth to quintuplets was a cause for great joy in the palace and among the people. Yongzheng exempted the people from taxes for two years in the name of the quintuplets, which made the people more and more fond of the imperial concubine. In fact, the people did not care who the emperor took as a concubine or where he won or lost. What they cared about most was the family's food and drink. Their best wish was to live a good and ordinary life.

But the joy of the palace could not enter the cold and solemn Prince Guo's mansion. Prince Guo looked at the lively joy in the palace, and his heart was full of bitterness. Prince Guo, who had not dreamed for a long time, once again dreamed of the day when he first met Meng Jingxian. The shy little girl hid behind her father and brother and looked at him curiously. He didn't care much at first, but just teased this cute little girl a few times. Later, it was a long few years. He married her, but he still didn't care. When did it start? Xian'er, my wife...

Prince Guo woke up from his dream and touched the corners of his eyes. He looked at the wetness on his hands, and the darkness in his eyes gradually became darker. "Xian'er..."

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Madam Meng had to stay in the palace for three months before she had to leave, and Qingyin returned to her previous life, except with a few more noisy little babies.

In the 52nd year of Yongzheng's reign, Yongzheng protected Qingyin with one hand and pulled Hongche with the other hand as they retreated into the Qianqing Palace, staring sharply at Prince Guo who was in front of him with a group of private soldiers in full armor.

"Do you know what you are doing! Yunli!"

Prince Guo looked at Yongzheng, who was holding Qingyin and pulling Hongche back. He was almost blinded by the sight of a close family. He said sadly and firmly, "Of course I know that my brother stole my wife and my child. I just want to take back my own wife and child. What's wrong with that?"

Looking at Hong Che hiding in Yongzheng's arms, he shouted: "Che'er, I am your father!"

Hongche was a little scared. He was smart and had a good memory since he was young, but he knew that the person in front of him was his biological father. He said bravely, "I know, but Ama was not good to me and my mother before. When others called him Ama, you left. But Huang Ama is very good to my mother and me. I like Huang Ama."

The childish voice of a young child rang in Prince Guo's ears, stinging his regretful heart. He was speechless. Looking at Xian'er who had been avoiding his gaze, he felt as if his heart was broken into petals, making him so suffocated that he could hardly breathe.

Qingyin was held in Yongzheng's arms. She really didn't expect that Prince Guo would be so bold as to break into the palace and force abdication. With Yongzheng's gentle words "close your eyes", Qingyin subconsciously closed her eyes, and Hongche's eyes were also covered by Yongzheng's big hands.

In the blink of an eye, a strong smell of blood rushed towards Qingyin who had her eyes closed. The smell was so irritating that Qingyin felt a little nauseous, but then it was blocked by the familiar smell of Dragon's Birthday Incense.

"Take the Imperial Concubine and Hong Che back to Yuehua Palace."

Yongzheng asked Su Peisheng to take Qingyin and Hongche back. The pair of broad hands in front of Hongche's eyes were replaced by Qingyin's white and delicate hands. Qingyin did not look in the bloody direction, but there was an unusually bright red in the corner of her eyes that would not disappear in her mind.

After Qingyin and Hongche had gone far away, Yongzheng walked over to his brother who was still breathing but covered in blood on the ground, "I regret meeting Xian'er so late. It would have been better if she hadn't met you."

Prince Guo swallowed down a mouthful of blood and saliva and said, "Oh, my brother is really addicted to raising his younger brother's child. Hahaha, Hongzhan and Lingxi... my brother must have been happy for a long time at that time."

Seeing what Prince Guo had revealed before his death, Yongzheng did not feel any anger in his heart, because he already had his most precious treasure, and he was not moved at all by the emotions he vented.

Without saying a word or laughing, Yongzheng just disappeared in Prince Guo's bloodshot eyes.

Back at Yuehua Palace, Yongzheng hugged Qingyin and sat on the chaise longue. "Don't be afraid. It's okay. I will never let Xian'er get into danger."

"I'm not afraid. I know the emperor will protect me." Qingyin leaned against Yongzheng's broad chest, listening to his energetic heartbeat, and answered in a low voice.

Qingyin said she was not afraid, but at night she had a dream.

Yongzheng hurriedly got up and lit the candles, only to find that Xian'er's cheeks were full of tears. He felt a deep pain in his heart. He blamed himself. He had clearly discovered that something was wrong with Prince Guo, but he had not taken it seriously, allowing Xian'er, who happened to come and deliver soup, to see this scene. He hugged her in his arms with heartache, not daring to wake her up, so he patted her gently until Qingyin's unconsciously frowned brows gradually relaxed.

When she woke up, Qingyin found herself curled up in Yongzheng's arms, and Yongzheng did not go to court at that moment.

"Why doesn't the emperor go to court?"

Yongzheng rubbed Qingyin's eyes, which were slightly red from crying last night. He said softly, "There is nothing to do these few days. I asked them to rest for a few days. I also want to spend some time with you."

Yongzheng, who had nothing to do, stayed up all night in the side hall of Yuehua Palace to handle government affairs. (This is what Qingyin discovered when she woke up in the middle of the night.)

Qingyin nodded. Yulan and Nanny Ma, who were helping Qingyin get dressed, acted as if they hadn't seen what happened last night. They quietly helped Qingyin wash and dress as usual.

There was quite a bit of commotion yesterday. With the passing of Concubine Xi and the twins Hongzhan and Lingxi, the entire palace was unusually quiet.

In the afternoon, Yongzheng returned to the basement of the Qianqing Palace. Lying inside was Prince Guo, who should have been dead. He was weakly leaning on a wooden bed. Beside him were Hongzhan and Lingxi, who had changed into simple clothes. They timidly looked at the Emperor's father, who was originally their father. From what had happened in the past few days, they already knew that they were the Emperor's uncle's son/daughter.

Yongzheng ignored the two children. He looked at Prince Guo who had his eyes closed and said, "When you get better, take them away. I hope I won't see you again in the capital."

Prince Guo did not answer, and Yongzheng did not need his answer.