The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

In the spring of the 57th year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, Yinzhen (the fourteenth prince) was appointed General Fuyuan to lead a large army to aid Tibet.

The young red-robed general Yinzhen, who became famous at a young age, rode a fierce horse to fight on the battlefield. With a single shot of his rifle, wherever he went, there were human heads and corpses stained with blood.

Deputy General Yan Xin looked at Yinzhen who was getting more and more fierce in killing, and nodded secretly. He was worthy of being the Fourteenth Prince who had made many contributions at a young age. He was truly a natural military talent. No wonder the Emperor valued him so much, and he became a general in command at such a young age. Wow.

The more he watched, the more powerful it seemed. Yan Xin shifted his sight to another direction. Before he knew it, Yin Zhen, who was mad with killing intent, was secretly led by the Mongolian army towards the Qing army. When Yan Xin turned back, he looked at the disappearing figure with a puzzled look in his eyes. Where was he, such a great general? Where was the fourteenth prince?

Facing the doubtful eyes of the deputy general, the soldier looked back innocently, leaving his own general with a look of despair.

"Hurry up, everyone, go find the Fourteenth Prince and the General!"

"No, everyone, change into civilian clothes and don't let the enemy find you."

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As for Yinzhen, who was worried about by Yanxin, he realized something was wrong when he was brought to a remote hillside. Looking at the Mongols who were surrounding him, his eyes became fierce, and he fought his way out against the red tasseled spear in his hand. However, he was also seriously injured.

With his body about to faint, he managed to shake off the Mongolian army that was chasing him. Under a big tree on a hillside, he let out a breath and did not notice Aluna hiding in the tree.

Aluna spotted this Qing general on the opposite tree on the hillside. He was dressed in armor that looked expensive, and his status must be high. He followed Yinzhen, and his footsteps were so light that he seemed to blend into the forest.

It was not until he felt the Mongolian army was chasing him that he revealed himself to Yinzhen.

"If you want to live, follow me!"

Yinzhen had no time to be surprised. Looking at the blue eyes in front of him that were obviously Mongolian, he almost took action, but was blocked by Aluna. Before he could react, Aluna carried him on her back and ran deep into the forest.

Although this forest was not a familiar place to him, he had lived there for so many years and was most adapted to the forest environment. After a while, Aluna and Yinzhen completely got rid of the pursuers behind them by moving left and right.

Sitting on the muddy ground mixed with leaves, Aluna found an abandoned cave. It should have been inhabited by wild beasts. No small animals dared to stay here. Yinzhen looked at the man who saved him, with a straight and thin back. No, maybe it was a teenager. He cleared his throat: "You can speak Chinese, right?"

"Yes." His response was a silent word, so brief that it made the audience feel pitiful.

Aluna stayed for a while, then turned and left. Looking at his back, Yinzhen didn't think that he would give up on him. He closed his eyes for a while, and when he woke up, he looked at the familiar back and some unripe fruits in front of him.

A deep, clear voice sounded: "Someone is chasing you. You can't make a fire. Eat some fruit."

Yinzhen was not ungrateful. He did not say anything. He picked up the fruit from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it hastily. He did not know whether it was bitter or astringent, but he filled his stomach half full.

When Aluna turned around, Yinzhen realized how handsome the boy who saved him was.

The young man was as beautiful as a crown of jade, with a skin as white as ice, and his whole body was as transparent as a piece of thin ice on the snow. He was so cold and isolated from the world, in a world of his own. Especially his pair of clear and transparent blue eyes were extremely attractive. Yinzhen suddenly felt that the person in front of him made the whole dark cave bright.

Yinzhen's eyes lit up. He grew up in the palace and naturally loved beauty in his heart.

He smiled and said, "You saved me. I can grant you any benefit you want, but you have to wait until my people are found."

Aluna looked at him firmly and replied in awkward Chinese: "I want to be a soldier and kill the Mongolian army."

Yinzhen was confused but also understood. From the fact that he was of Hu descent and had been saved, he knew that the young man in front of him was different. He nodded and agreed to the young man who was obviously a foreigner. Although the Qing army did not accept foreigners, he was a member of the royal family. This was as easy for him as drinking water.

In this way, Aluna took Yinzhen to hide and successfully waited for the arrival of the Qing army. The leader was Yanxin, who was crying bitterly. He couldn't eat or sleep well during this period. He didn't dare to report the news of the disappearance of the Fourteenth Prince, for fear that his head would be presented to the emperor one day. Fortunately, the Fourteenth Prince has been found now.

Yinzhen felt a little annoyed when he saw Yanxin crying so hard, so he turned to look at Aluna to wash his eyes before turning away. During the conversation with the Fourteenth Prince, Yanxin and his group also learned that this masked boy who was obviously a foreigner was the savior of the Fourteenth Prince. When they walked out of the mountain and came to another mountain, Aluna stopped them.

"I want to pick someone up." Aluna said as she looked at Yinzhen who had returned to his gorgeous clothes.

"General, the most important thing now is to return to the camp. We have too few people..." Yan Xin tried to persuade Yin Zhen earnestly, but was stopped by Yin Zhen. He waved his hand and looked at the determined Aluna, and asked curiously, "Your family? Male or female?"

Aluna didn't say anything, and Yinzhen wasn't angry either. After spending some time together, he came to understand the boy's temperament. He would never speak unless he could. Except when it was time to fight the Mongolian army, he would then be a little interested. The rest of the time, he lived like a piece of wood, without any emotions.

Looking at Aluna climbing the mountain, Yinzhen and his group followed behind him.

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At this moment, Qingyin also met the group of Mongols who went into the mountains to hunt in their previous life. Several of them were wearing armor and talking jokingly, and their tone was full of mockery towards the nearby Han people.

"Hey, there was a ten-year-old in the room I entered last time. Don't mention how tender she was. But it was a pity that she died after a short period of pleasure. She was really not durable. Tsk!"

"Yours is too small, you should get a bigger one! Hahahaha!"

"Hey, there is a cave here. There must be some treasure hidden there!"

……

Listening to the disgusting words of several people, Qingyin frowned and looked indifferently at the six men walking towards the cave in front of him. He tightened the arrows in his hand and shot one arrow and two arrows directly at the vital points before the men could react. With the fall of two bodies, the remaining few people shouted and became alert, but unfortunately they were no match for the arrows that were shining with sharp light.

The last person, however, fell to the ground with a smile on his face like a bewitched puppet under the thin arrow held by Qingyin. Drops of blood fell on his holy face, creating a weird color.

The smell of blood spread from here. Qingyin looked at the corpse in the cave, with only pity and compassion for Alusha in his eyes.

This was exactly the scene that Yinzhen saw when he arrived.

The angel blooming in blood fully interprets the most extreme aesthetics of violence.