Return of the Pearl

A sharp, sword-like light suddenly flashed in Qianlong's eyes. Within that light, there seemed to be endless wisdom and insight. He thought to himself, "These people are targeting Yun'er so much. This matter is definitely not as simple as it seems. There must be something fishy hidden in it. I absolutely cannot let them succeed and let their conspiracy succeed!"

With his keen insight, Qianlong accurately perceived the unusualness of this incident. The expressions of those ministers concealed cunning and complacency, and their words seemed to conceal some unknown secrets.

Qianlong's face was stern, and his eyes flashed with sharp light like cold stars. He remembered all the censors who had made reports one by one. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were firm and sharp, as if he could see through everything and understand everyone's thoughts.

At the morning court session, Qianlong sat upright on the dragon throne, his posture erect, exuding the awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty of an emperor. His brows were furrowed, revealing an invisible pressure between his brows that made people dare not look directly at him.

His voice was low and powerful, ringing out like thunder in the court, "Yun'er has never bewitched me about the matter of the twelfth prince! Besides, I personally conferred the title of Consort Xian. You say Yun'er is unworthy. Are you questioning my judgment and thinking that I am blind? You people who talk nonsense, stop acting recklessly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!" At this point, his eyes swept across everyone in the court like lightning, making those with ill intentions tremble with fear, and a deep fear surged in their hearts.

He was burning with rage. These people dared to be so presumptuous and make groundless accusations against his Yun'er. This was something he could not tolerate. Every word he said hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer, making those with ill intentions feel unprecedented pressure.

His words were full of majesty and anger, shrouding the entire court in a tense atmosphere. The ministers trembled under his thunderous power and dared not make the slightest move. They knew very well that if they angered the emperor, they would face terrible consequences.

Qianlong's imperial majesty was fully demonstrated at this moment. He used his strength and majesty to defend his dignity and the people he loved. His figure appeared tall and majestic in the court, which impressed everyone.

As soon as Qianlong's resounding question was heard, all the civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground in unison. Their voices were exactly the same, and they all apologized to Qianlong in unison. Qianlong naturally knew in his heart that some of them were clearly deliberately making things difficult for him. Among all the civil and military officials in the court, how many of them could treat him sincerely?

At this moment, an indescribable feeling of sadness suddenly surged in Qianlong's heart. However, when his eyes swept across Fu Heng, Fu Lun and other loyal ministers, he felt a little comforted. Those eyes seemed to contain endless warmth and trust, which allowed him to find a trace of comfort and support in this sadness.

After leaving court, Qianlong acted decisively and immediately ordered An Yi to conduct a detailed investigation into the matter. He was extremely anxious, and his tightly furrowed brows seemed to be twisted into a knot. His brows were filled with deep worry, just like dark clouds and heavy haze.

He quickly and hurriedly reviewed the pile of memorials, and then rushed to Jianjia Palace without stopping, just to see Xiao Yun as soon as possible. His steps were so hurried and anxious, as if he would miss something crucial if he slowed down a bit. His heart was filled with anxiety and worry, for fear that Xiao Yun would hear the rumors and be in a bad mood.

When Qianlong arrived at Jianjia Palace, what caught his eye was Xiao Yun sitting there quietly. There was a hint of confusion and worry in her eyes. She looked like a flower in the rain, so pitiful. This made Qianlong feel a stab of pain in his heart.

He could no longer suppress his inner anxiety, and walked forward at lightning speed, then hugged Xiao Yun tightly in his arms. He leaned over to Xiao Yun's ear and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, everything will be fine."

Xiao Yun leaned in Qianlong's arms, and truly felt his warm and solid strength. The uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated like clouds and mist. She snuggled tightly in Qianlong's arms, as if she had found support and spiritual comfort.

Xiao Yun leaned gently against Qianlong's chest, her voice filled with confusion and worry as she murmured, "Hongli, I've always been a well-behaved person. I've never offended anyone, let alone held any grudges against anyone. But why would someone harbor such immense hostility towards me now? This hostility isn't limited to the harem; it even involves the former dynasty. This is truly terrifying! What should we do?"

Qianlong sensed Xiao Yun's confusion and helplessness. He reached out and gently stroked Xiao Yun's hair, his eyes full of care and tenderness. He whispered, "Yun'er, don't worry. Give me some time. I will definitely investigate and resolve these troubles."

Qianlong was actually full of worries, but he didn't want to make Xiao Yun more worried, so he tried to stay calm.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Yun'er, how about this? Let's leave the palace early tomorrow to go hunting and temporarily stay away from the troubles in the palace. I promise you that when we come back, everything will be over." Qianlong's eyes were full of determination, as if he could really control everything.

After listening to Qianlong's words quietly, Xiao Yun slowly raised her swan-like graceful neck and looked at Qianlong's deep and bright eyes with a firm but slightly shy gaze. At the moment their eyes met, a ray of expectation flashed in her eyes like a meteor across the night sky, just like the warm sun that suddenly appeared in the cold winter, giving people infinite warmth and hope.

Then, she opened her red lips and said softly in a voice as clear and pleasant as a yellow oriole singing in a valley: "Okay, I believe you, Hongli." Although her tone was as soft as the wind, it contained an incomparable firm strength.

However, only Xiao Yun herself knew that deep in her seemingly calm heart, there were actually still ripples of uneasiness. After all, being in this palace full of intrigue and ever-changing circumstances, no one could predict how the future would develop.

But even so, she still chose to believe in the man in front of her - Qianlong, because she knew very well that within the bottomless palace walls, he was the only safe haven she could rely on; in this world full of power struggles and intrigues, only he could be her most solid and reliable backing, protecting her and accompanying her through the stormy road of life.

At the same time, Qianlong looked at the delicate and lovely Xiao Yun in front of him, and a surge of emotion like a surging tide surged in his heart. That emotion was filled with endless love and pity for Xiao Yun, as if he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and never separate from her again.

He understood very clearly that in this palace that seemed magnificent but was actually full of dangers, he was Xiao Yun's only spiritual support and the last line of defense she could rely on in this complicated and dangerous environment.

No matter how rough and bumpy the road ahead is, no matter what difficulties and obstacles he encounters, he is determined to use his broad shoulders to support a blue sky for Yun'er, so that she can live carefree in this peaceful and harmonious world forever.