Return of the Pearl

The sky gradually darkened, and the night fell quietly like a black curtain, shrouding the entire world in silence. However, Qianlong was still reluctant to leave Shufangzhai. He wanted to stay with Xiao Yun for a while longer.

In that quiet time, Qianlong and Xiao Yun snuggled up to each other, their eyes filled with tenderness and attachment. Qianlong gently held Xiao Yun's hand, feeling the warmth from her palm, with endless love surging in his heart.

After a while, Qianlong spoke softly again, reciting several love poems for Xiao Yun in his low and magnetic voice. These poems were carefully selected by him from the "Book of Songs". Every sentence was full of deep lovesickness, as if he wanted to convey his love for Xiao Yun to her heart through these poems.

The beautiful verses flowed in the air, making the whole atmosphere more romantic and warm. They were immersed in this wonderful time, enjoying each other's company and love.

Qianlong gently stroked Xiao Yun's hair and said affectionately, "Yun'er, do you know how much I miss you? 'I miss you so much, picking kudzu leaves. A day without seeing you feels like three months.' I miss you so much. Whenever I think of you, my heart flutters like a deer, unable to calm down."

Then, Qianlong recited a verse from the Book of Songs, "Your green collar is always in my mind. Even if I don't go with you, why don't you send me a message?" His voice was full of sincere emotion, which made Xiao Yun's heart ripple.

Xiao Yun blushed slightly, feeling Qianlong's affection, and responded softly: "Hongli, me too."

Qianlong hugged Xiao Yun tightly, expressing his longing. "Yun'er, you are the treasure in my heart, an indispensable part of my life. 'My heart is not made of stone; it cannot be turned. My heart is not made of mat; it cannot be rolled up.' My heart will always belong only to you. I wish to spend every day and night with you, and witness every beautiful moment."

In this poetic and loving atmosphere, time seemed to stand still. They confided their feelings to each other, making their love even stronger in this quiet night.

Qianlong's voice was low and magnetic, and his recitation was like a beautiful piece of music, echoing in the quiet night. Every line of poetry was filled with his deep affection for Xiao Yun, which made Xiao Yun's heart intoxicated. She listened quietly, feeling Qianlong's love, with tears of emotion flashing in her eyes.

In this warm atmosphere, time seemed to stand still. Qianlong and Xiao Yun were immersed in each other's world, enjoying this rare and beautiful time.

They seemed to have forgotten all their worries and concerns, and only focused on each other's existence. Those love poems, like stars, illuminated their hearts and made their love more firm and beautiful.

Although it was late, their emotions were as bright as the stars in the night sky, illuminating each other's hearts. In the end, Qianlong had to leave, but his heart and Xiao Yun were closely connected and would never be separated.

Qianlong had originally made up his mind to summon Fulun to the palace today to discuss adopting Yun'er as his adopted daughter. However, plans cannot keep up with changes. He never expected that Yun'er would cling to him like a clingy little bird today, not leaving him a single moment of free time.

In this way, a day passed quietly in Yun'er's company and entanglement, and the sky gradually darkened. Helplessly, Qianlong had to put the matter aside for the time being, and said to himself: Well, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Qianlong returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and slowly sat down with his tired body, but his thoughts still lingered on the good times he had spent with Yun'er. Recalling every little detail of today with Yun'er, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a warm smile.

That smile was full of love and doting for Yun'er. He thought of Yun'er's lively eyes, sparkling like stars; he thought of her sweet laughter, as clear and melodious as silver bells; he thought of her coquettish look, which made his heart melt. In Qianlong's heart, Yun'er was like the most beautiful flower in spring, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

At this moment, a warm and joyful atmosphere permeated the Yangxin Palace. Qianlong was immersed in memories, feeling the happiness and joy that Yun'er brought him. His heart was full of anticipation, looking forward to meeting Yun'er again tomorrow and continuing to write the beautiful story between them.

On the second day, as soon as the morning court ended, Qianlong couldn't wait to keep Fulun. He anxiously summoned Fulun to the imperial study to discuss things with him alone.

In the imperial study, Qianlong, smiling and amiable, laid out his thoughts: "Fulun, your wife has only given birth to two sons, but no daughters. In my opinion, your wife must be very fond of daughters. Why not let your wife adopt Yun'er as her adopted daughter? What do you think?"

Qianlong's words were full of anticipation, and his eyes sparkled, as if he was depicting a beautiful picture. His gentle smile and expectant expression filled the entire imperial study with a warm atmosphere.

Fulun stood there, thinking to himself. He recalled what Erkang had mentioned to him, and it became clear in his mind. He had long known that the emperor seemed to have special feelings for Xiao Yun, and now the emperor mentioned that he wanted Fu Jin to adopt Xiao Yun as his adopted daughter. Perhaps it was also to elevate Xiao Yun's status!

Thinking of this, Fulun secretly felt lucky that Erkang had told him this, otherwise he might have been a little panicked when faced with the emperor's sudden proposal.

Fu Lun quickly organized his thoughts and replied respectfully, "I really like daughters from the bottom of my heart and have always hoped to have a caring daughter. It's a pity that Madam Fu only gave me two sons. If Miss Xiao can be adopted as my daughter, it would be a great blessing for me. If Miss Xiao is willing, please ask Your Majesty to arrange for Madam Fu and I to meet Miss Xiao." Fu Lun's words were full of sincerity and expectation.

After hearing Fulun's words, Qianlong showed a satisfied smile on his face. That smile was as warm as the spring breeze, which made people feel warm in their hearts. He said, "Okay, in that case, you can bring your wife to the palace tomorrow."

Fu Lun was slightly stunned. He did not expect the emperor to be so anxious. He quickly saluted and said, "I obey your order." Then he slowly retreated.

After Fulun left, Qianlong was so excited that the corners of his mouth raised high, and he could not suppress his excitement. He was in such a good mood that he seemed to be flying. His excited expression seemed to tell of his inner joy.

Qianlong thought to himself that accepting Fulun as his adoptive father would not only elevate Yun'er's status but also raise her rank. What a brilliant idea! Thinking of this, Qianlong's heart was filled with anticipation, as if a brighter future for Yun'er had already unfolded before his eyes. It was as if a gorgeous flower was blooming in his heart, exuding a charming fragrance that intoxicated him and made him unable to extricate himself.