Return of the Pearl

Qianlong and Xiao Yun stayed in the room for a while longer, the warm atmosphere seemed to freeze time. Qianlong gazed at Xiao Yun tenderly, his eyes full of love and pity. He gently took Xiao Yun's hand and said, "Yun'er, I will teach you how to read and write, okay?"

Xiao Yun smiled shyly and nodded, her heart full of happiness and anticipation.

Qianlong took Xiao Yun's hand and came to the study. The study was decorated elegantly and exquisitely. The bookshelves were filled with various books, emitting a faint scent of ink.

The sunlight poured through the window onto the desk, making everything look exceptionally beautiful. Qianlong asked Xiao Yun to sit in front of the desk, and he sat beside her. He picked up a yellowed ancient book and gently opened it. The pages made a rustling sound in his hands.

"Yun'er, look, this is the Book of Songs. It contains many beautiful poems." Qianlong said to Xiao Yun with a smile.

Qianlong gently opened the "Book of Songs", and the yellowed pages seemed to carry the deep affection of the years.

Qianlong's gaze fell gently on Xiao Yun, and he recited softly: "The orioles are singing on the island in the river. The beautiful lady is the ideal match for the gentleman." The voice was like a gurgling stream, moistening Xiao Yun's heart.

Qianlong continued, "Yun'er, you are just like the graceful lady in the poem. You have captivated me. I wish to spend every morning and evening with you, sharing every joy and sorrow."

A shy blush appeared on Xiao Yun's face, as beautiful as the clouds in the sky.

Qianlong then chanted: "The peach tree is young and tender, its flowers are bright and beautiful. The son is getting married, and he is a good match for his family."

Qianlong's eyes were filled with sincere emotion. "Yun'er, you are the peach blossom fairy in my heart. Your beauty and gentleness have deeply fascinated me. I long to join hands with you and build a warm home together."

Xiao Yun's heart was filled with ripples, and tears of emotion welled up in his eyes.

Qianlong then chanted, "There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Our chance encounter is just what I wish for."

Qianlong's voice was filled with deep affection and attachment. "Yun'er, meeting you is the most beautiful encounter in my life. Your every frown and smile touches my heart. I am willing to spend my whole life to accompany you and protect you."

Xiao Yun could no longer suppress her inner emotions. She leaned gently on Qianlong's shoulder, feeling his warmth and love.

Amid the recitation of the Book of Songs, Qianlong confessed his love to Xiao Yun. The beautiful poems were like a string of pearls, linking the sincere and beautiful feelings between them and making their hearts closely connected and never separated.

Xiao Yun looked at the book curiously, with a gleam of knowledge in his eyes. Qianlong patiently explained the contents of the book to Xiao Yun. He expressed his feelings through poetry. His voice was low and magnetic, as if with a magical power that made Xiao Yun fascinated.

Xiao Yun listened carefully to Qianlong's explanation and asked some questions from time to time. Qianlong answered her one by one. Their communication was as natural and smooth as the gurgling of water, full of warmth and sweetness.

Under Qianlong's guidance, Xiao Yun gradually developed a strong interest in reading and writing, and she began to study every word and every sentence carefully.

As time went by, Xiao Yun's progress became more and more obvious. She could read some simple poems fluently and express some ideas in her own words.

Qianlong was pleased and happy as he watched Xiao Yun's progress. He knew that Xiao Yun was a smart and hardworking woman. As long as she was willing to work hard, she would be able to achieve greater success.

During this warm time, the relationship between Qianlong and Xiao Yun became deeper. They snuggled up to each other, enjoying each other's company and feeling each other's warmth. The fragrance of ink in the study seemed to be a witness to their love.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the windows of the study, Qianlong and Xiao Yun slowly stood up. They walked out of the study hand in hand. The warm sunlight stretched their shadows very long. Their hearts were filled with attachment to each other and beautiful visions of the future.

In this peaceful and beautiful time, Qianlong and Xiao Yun spent an unforgettable time together. Their love continued to sublimate in this warm atmosphere, becoming more firm and more beautiful. The time reading in the study also became an eternal memory in their hearts.

In the quiet and peaceful study, Qianlong's direct and passionate confession burned in Xiao Yun's heart like a raging fire. However, Xiao Yun felt that he still needed some time to savor and understand this deep love.

Xiao Yun understood deeply that Qianlong's love for her was so passionate and straightforward, and she also had a deep attachment to Qianlong. She secretly thought in her heart that she must study harder and explore the endless beauty contained in the "Book of Songs".

Xiao Yun's heart was filled with a strong thirst for knowledge. She longed for the day when she could, like Qianlong, compose beautiful poems at will and use them to express her emotions. She hoped to give Qianlong a surprise and let him truly feel her growth and progress.

Xiao Yun was completely immersed in his beautiful vision of the future. The scene of himself reciting love poems to Qianlong kept appearing in his mind. What a romantic and warm picture that would be.

At this moment, Xiao Yun became more determined to study hard, so that his love with Qianlong could become deeper and more beautiful with the nourishment of poetry.

In this atmosphere full of love and hope, Xiao Yun seemed to see his future self, snuggling with Qianlong, strolling in that poetic world, and writing a magnificent chapter of their own together.

Qianlong couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with this girl today. She was so eager to study. She was completely absorbed in the ocean of knowledge with such a focused look, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.

Qianlong stayed with her like this all the time. Time passed quietly. Before he knew it, it was time for dinner. However, the girl seemed to be still reluctant to stop. Qianlong shook his head helplessly and had to order Xiao Luzi to take the memorial to Shufangzhai.

In Shufangzhai, Qianlong sat at his desk, carefully reviewing memorials. Sometimes he frowned in thought, sometimes he wrote quickly. His focused look was so moving that it moved people.

Xiao Yun was studying diligently on the side. She flipped through books and read softly. Her clear and pleasant voice echoed in Shufangzhai.

Time passed minute by minute, and Qianlong finally finished reviewing the memorials. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Yun, only to find that this girl was still studying with great interest, without any sign of fatigue. Qianlong felt both relieved and a little amused. This girl's enthusiasm for learning was really a little overwhelming for him.

Qianlong stood up, walked to Xiao Yun, and gently stroked her head. "Yun'er, it's time for dinner. We've studied long enough today. Let's continue tomorrow."

Xiao Yun finally came back to her senses. She raised her head and looked at Qianlong with a bright smile on her face. That smile was as warm as the spring sunshine, filling Qianlong's heart with happiness.

In this warm atmosphere, Qianlong and Xiao Yun walked out of the study together and headed towards the dining area. Their figures were stretched very long in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if foreshadowing that their love would be as long and beautiful as this afterglow.