Return of the Pearl

Then, An Yi did not dare to delay for a moment. His body was like a taut string. He turned around suddenly at that moment and rushed towards the Jianjia Palace at an extremely fast speed like an arrow. His heart was beating violently and his heart was full of tension and anxiety. He knew very well that this matter was of great importance and could not tolerate any negligence.

Fortunately, the master had not yet favored this woman, which made An Yi feel a little relieved. However, when he thought about what would be too dangerous if they had ill intentions and wanted to assassinate the master directly, An Yi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back. The sweat kept sliding down his back like beads with broken strings. At the same time, his forehead was also covered with fine beads of sweat, which sparkled on his forehead, as if telling of his inner fear and worry.

In this moment of complete silence, Qianlong had peacefully fallen into a sweet dream. However, his sleep was too light, like a layer of gauze that would break at the slightest touch. Even the slightest sound, such as the sound of a fallen leaf gently falling, or the slight flutter of a small insect's wings, could wake him up from the depths of his dream like thunder.

An Yi stood quietly outside the door. He felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest, pounding with nervousness. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his panic and make his voice sound as steady as possible, but even so, he could not completely conceal the anxiety that surged from the bottom of his heart.

He called softly, "Master." Although the voice was as weak as a whisper in the wind, it seemed to contain a tremendous force, like a sharp sword, instantly piercing through the suffocatingly silent air, stirring up layers of ripples in the air. The voice was filled with his worry and anxiety, as if telling an unknown secret.

The moment Qianlong heard the call, his body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning, and he instantly woke up from his confused state. He stood up quickly, his movements were agile and nimble, like a cheetah chasing its prey, swift and powerful.

He was only wearing a thin undershirt, and the pure white color looked even weaker and thinner in the candlelight. He casually put on an outer coat, and when he moved, the corners of the coat fluttered slightly, adding to his sense of haste and impatience.

He moved to the door as fast as the wind, and pushed hard with his right hand, and the tightly closed door was quickly opened. At the same time, his heart was churning like a vast ocean, and he kept thinking and speculating in his mind why An Yi came here so anxiously.

His brow, which had been relaxed, was now slightly furrowed, as if two deep furrows had appeared across his forehead. His deep eyes revealed an unconcealable confusion and a hint of worry. When the door was fully opened, he asked in a low and slightly authoritative voice, "What is it?"

An Yi did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He quickly stepped forward, saluted Qianlong respectfully, and then began to report the important intelligence he had obtained in an orderly manner.

It turns out that several high-ranking ministers have been secretly planning recently and are planning to commit suicide in court tomorrow; not only that, even the newcomer Zhang Daying in Chuxiu Palace is not a good person, and her true identity is actually a rebellious person with evil intentions!

After hearing this series of news, Qianlong remained silent at first, just standing there quietly, as if digesting the shocking inside stories he had just heard.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head, a look of sudden realization gradually appearing on his handsome face. At this moment, he secretly thought to himself, "No wonder I have already unleashed a thunderous force, but still can't completely intimidate those people in the harem. It must be because these daring rebels are stirring up trouble in secret..."

Qianlong's face was as gloomy as water, and he shouted angrily, "You must lead a team of elite soldiers and rush to Chuxiu Palace immediately! There must be no mistakes! You must capture that woman alive and bring her back. Remember not to harm her life. In addition, those ministers who are implicated in this matter must also be arrested. Don't let any of them go! The interrogation will begin tonight. I want to thoroughly investigate to what mysterious organization they belong.

Not only that, but we must also investigate who the treacherous and corrupt officials who have infiltrated the imperial court are, and whether those who have not yet entered the capital have also planted their men in the local areas. You must interrogate me one by one on this detailed list! If there is any mistake, I will bring my head before you!"

An Yi knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and replied: "I will obey your order and will not fail in my mission!" After that, his figure flashed and disappeared into the night like a ghost.

Qianlong turned around and strode back to the room. He was no longer sleepy at this time. He walked up the steps with heavy steps, came to the bed, and slowly sat down. Then, he slowly leaned back and finally leaned on the bed. However, at this moment, his heart could no longer calm down.

An indescribable feeling of uneasiness gradually surged into his heart, like a surging tide, hitting his mental defenses wave after wave. This uneasiness made him feel extremely irritated and anxious, as if countless ants were crawling and gnawing on his heart.

He frowned tightly, and his originally bright and sharp eyes became dim, filled with solemnity and deep worry. His whole body sank motionlessly into the soft bed, with a thousand thoughts running through his mind.

"What kind of huge organization is this? How dare they extend their hands to my court..." Qianlong pondered to himself, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, veins bulging.

Qianlong had originally planned to take Yun'er out of the palace early to go hunting with him, hoping to find a quiet place away from the turmoil that was about to break out. However, he never expected that plans could not keep up with changes. The reality forced him to put this beautiful vision aside for the time being, because at this moment, he needed to concentrate on dealing with the complicated affairs in the court. Only after solving these problems could he leave as he wished.

Couldn't these rebellious and rebellious officials just be a little more content? They simply couldn't stop until they were causing chaos. It was precisely because of this that his life was restless, plagued by these troubles all day long, unable to find a moment of peace and leisure. Their actions were like a clamorous noise, harsh and irritating, plunging his life into endless turmoil.