Return of the Pearl

Jianjia Palace

On this day, Ziwei specially prepared things for the child, including cute small clothes and a wobbly rattle toy. She even cooked some meals herself. Afterwards, she came to Jianjia Palace to express her congratulations to Xiao Yun.

When Xiao Yun saw Ziwei, she felt that it seemed like a lifetime had passed since they met again. After all, the trip to Shandong was really thrilling and she almost couldn't come back. After the two of them met, they poured out their hearts to each other and told each other in detail about all the things that had happened in the past few days.

Through the conversation, Xiao Yun learned that there were rumors spreading everywhere. Seeing Ziwei return to her former appearance, she was filled with joy.

After finishing the complicated government affairs, Qianlong came to Jianjia Palace quickly and decisively as before. When he saw Ziwei there, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Ziwei remained the same, bowing respectfully and calling softly and gently, "Emperor Father." The fear in her eyes was gone, replaced by full gratitude. The strong family affection flowed in her eyes like a gurgling stream, and her admiration for her child was displayed without reservation.

Qianlong had experienced the vicissitudes of life and witnessed countless people and things, so this subtle change naturally could not escape his keen eyes. Qianlong recalled his various actions in the court in the past few days, and Ziwei must have known everything.

Although he holds the highest position, high above, he still yearns for a harmonious and happy family reunion. However, he is not only a father, but also the supreme ruler. This path is destined to be a lonely one, one that no one can truly understand. In fact, he can only walk this difficult road alone.

Fortunately, God had mercy on him and sent Xiao Yun to his side. At least there was someone who understood him, and he didn't have to stumble forward alone on this long road. If Ziwei could understand him, it would be great. If not, he would still care for her and love her in his own way.

Ziwei was seen walking in a hurry, and anxiously brought out the meal she had prepared carefully. She looked as if she was afraid of accidentally knocking over these delicious dishes. Her face was full of anticipation, and her eyes were shining. She was eager to let Qianlong and Xiao Yun taste them.

Qianlong smiled warmly and reached out to gently take the exquisite pastry. His eyes were full of satisfaction and emotion. The smile was as warm as the spring breeze, as if it could melt all the coldness and barriers in the world. He carefully looked at the pastry in his hand, as if he was appreciating a precious work of art, his heart full of love and admiration for Ziwei.

Ziwei stayed in Jianjia Palace for a while. For a moment, the palace was filled with the cheerful laughter of the past. The laughter was as clear and pleasant as a silver bell, as if it could dispel all the haze and sorrow.

Qianlong looked at Ziwei lovingly, his eyes full of warmth and concern. Suddenly, he asked, "When do you plan to have a child?"

Ziwei's face turned red instantly, as gorgeous as the colorful clouds in the sky. The blush spread from her cheeks to her ears. She lowered her head shyly and said softly, "Father Emperor." Her voice was as soft as the gurgling of water, but with a hint of shyness.

Seeing this, Qianlong couldn't help but laugh and teased: "Hurry up and give birth, so that Yun'er's child can be a companion."

After hearing this, Ziwei was so embarrassed that she almost lowered her head to the ground. She only responded softly, and the sound was as small as the buzzing of a mosquito.

Afterwards, they became interested again and began to talk enthusiastically about the thrilling and exciting experiences they had in Shandong. Xiao Yun described them to Ziwei with great enthusiasm, and her eyes were shining, as if she had returned to that thrilling moment. Her expression was lively and rich, and her hands gestured from time to time, presenting those scenes vividly in front of Ziwei.

Qianlong was listening quietly on the side, with a look of concern showing on his face from time to time. He frowned slightly, his eyes focused and serious, as if he was experiencing those thrilling moments with Xiao Yun. Occasionally, the corners of his mouth would rise slightly, revealing a hint of relief and appreciation.

During their heated conversation, time flowed by quietly like a stream, and before they knew it, the sky gradually darkened.

At this moment, Erkang hurried over to pick up Ziwei. Ziwei stood up reluctantly, her eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance, and said goodbye to Qianlong and Xiao Yun one by one.

She turned around gently and walked towards the palace gate, looking back every few steps. Her figure seemed a little reluctant in the twilight. Qianlong and Xiao Yun stood where they were, looking at Ziwei's departing back, and a trace of melancholy and emotion welled up in their hearts.

At night, in the quiet Jianjia Palace, Emperor Qianlong hugged Xiao Yun tightly. His face was filled with a satisfied smile as warm as the warm sun. He said with deep emotion: "Yun'er, I am very happy. She is finally no longer afraid of me."

A deep feeling of emotion welled up in Xiao Yun's heart. In fact, what Qianlong longed for was the most simple and unadorned emotion. However, the simplest things in this world are often the hardest to truly obtain.

She looked up at Qianlong, her eyes full of understanding and emotion. Her gaze was as gentle as a gurgling stream, as if it could melt all the ice. The two of them hugged each other quietly, immersed in this warm and subtle atmosphere, as if time had stopped for them.

Bachelor's House

Erkang's injuries were almost healed. On this wonderful day, they returned home together. After dinner, they took a bath together. Then, Ziwei gently pulled Erkang and came to the courtyard.

The bright moonlight poured down on them like water, and the flowers, plants and trees around them swayed gently in the breeze, as if cheering for their sweet moment. Ziwei gazed at Erkang with burning eyes, and the gentle light flashing in her eyes was as bright as stars. She lightly tiptoed and slowly approached Erkang, and then, unexpectedly, she took the initiative to kiss Erkang on the lips.

This action made Erkang a little surprised for a moment, but in a flash, he was immersed in this sudden happiness. He quickly hugged Ziwei's waist and responded to her kiss warmly. Their kiss was as beautiful as poetry and as moving as a painting. In this quiet night, they fully interpreted the most sincere emotions. Everything around them seemed to become more beautiful and more full of natural charm and charm.