Return of the Pearl

Kunning Palace

The queen suddenly had an idea, and a vicious plan emerged in her mind. A sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and that smile was full of pride that her conspiracy had succeeded.

The queen waved to the palace maid beside her to come closer, then lowered her voice and whispered a few words in the palace maid's ear. After she finished speaking, the queen's eyes flashed with anticipation, as if she had already seen Ziwei's embarrassing appearance.

The queen couldn't wait to tell the maid to turn around and carry out her plan, while she stood there with a smug smile on her face, secretly looking forward to the upcoming "good show".

In the solemn and elegant bachelor's mansion, Fulun returned home exhausted, with a solemn look on his face. Seeing this, Fu Jin felt a little uneasy.

Fulun slowly conveyed the emperor's will to Fu Jin. Fu Jin's face turned pale in an instant, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes, and her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes.

The couple was silent for a moment, and Fulun was the first to break the silence. He sighed softly, "We cannot disobey the emperor's order. This is a matter of great importance to the prosperity of our family."

Fu Jin nodded slightly, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes, "You are right, we should carry out the emperor's will, but the risks and difficulties involved are really worrying."

Fu Lun held Fu Jin's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry too much, Fu Jin. I will do my best to deal with everything. We must trust the emperor's wise decision and believe that our family can withstand this test."

Fu Jin gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Let's work together for the honor and future of our family."

The couple began to discuss in detail how to arrange various matters according to the emperor's will and how to deal with various situations that might arise. Their voices were sometimes low and sometimes high, full of thoughts and worries about the future.

During the negotiation, Fulun and Fujin's faces sometimes showed determination, and sometimes flashed a hint of confusion, but they never gave up, always believing that they could complete the mission entrusted by the emperor and bring glory and hope to the family.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, Fulun got up early and walked to court with steady steps, while his wife entered the palace slowly around noon.

Afterwards, the couple met unexpectedly in the Hall of Mental Cultivation and successfully reunited. They followed Qianlong's footsteps and went to the Shufangzhai, which was full of laughter and joy. When they stepped into Shufangzhai, Fulun and his wife not only saw the quirky and energetic Xiao Yun, but also the talented, gentle and graceful Ziwei.

When Mr. and Mrs. Fulun met Xiao Yun for the first time, they felt that they hit it off, as if they had known each other for a long time. They naturally knew their son's feelings very well, and they were even more happy and satisfied with Ziwei's gentle and generous temperament.

They also knew that although Erkang had had a relationship with Qing'er, Qing'er was the daughter of a prince after all, and was not as noble as Ziwei. Ziwei's identity was unique. She was the emperor's biological daughter. If he could marry Ziwei, she would naturally be better than Qing'er. This was beyond doubt. More importantly, Erkang had a deep affection for Ziwei and loved her extremely.

In Shufangzhai, Fulun and his wife enjoyed lunch with Emperor Qianlong. Fu Jin chatted with them enthusiastically. Time passed quietly in the pleasant atmosphere. They chatted until the afternoon. Fu Jin was still reluctant to leave and wished she could ask Xiao Yun to change his name to her on the spot.

Qianlong finally decided to give them some time to prepare for the family recognition banquet. After everyone had left, only Qianlong and Xiao Yun were left in Shufangzhai, sitting quietly facing each other. The sunlight shone on them through the window, outlining a warm and beautiful picture.

Xiao Yun's face was filled with emotion. She looked at Qianlong affectionately and said softly, "Hongli, I'm sorry for the trouble you've caused."

Qianlong smiled and shook his head, responding gently: "As long as you are happy."

Qianlong stood up, slowly walked to Xiao Yun and gently held her hand. His eyes were full of affection and attachment, as if he wanted to imprint everything about Xiao Yun deeply in his heart. Xiao Yun felt Qianlong's gaze and a warm current surged in her heart. She raised her head slightly and met Qianlong's eyes.

Qianlong's fingers gently brushed Xiao Yun's cheek. Her skin was as delicate and smooth as white jade. His movements were gentle and loving, as if he was protecting a precious treasure. A blush appeared on Xiao Yun's face, as beautiful as the clouds in the sky.

They stood there quietly, their breath intertwined, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere. The sunlight shone through the window onto them, making their figures particularly beautiful. At this moment, the whole world seemed to have stopped turning, leaving only the two of them, immersed in this warm and beautiful time.

In that quiet study, sunlight shines through the window lattices, covering the entire room with a layer of warm golden color.

Qianlong smiled and said to Xiao Yun, "Yun'er, let's continue studying and learning to read today."

Xiao Yun readily agreed, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Qianlong picked up an ancient book, gently opened it, and began to explain it patiently. His voice was low and magnetic, and every word was full of profound knowledge and wisdom. Xiao Yun listened attentively, raising his own questions from time to time, and Qianlong carefully answered them one by one.

As time went by, Xiao Yun's studies improved. She tried hard to recognize each word and wrote each stroke carefully.

Qianlong would point out her mistakes from time to time, gently hold her hand, and guide her to write more beautiful characters. The touch of their fingers instantly conveyed a warm and intimate feeling.

A blush appeared on Xiao Yun's face. She felt Qianlong's care and love. Qianlong was also moved by Xiao Yun's efforts. His eyes were full of admiration and pampering. In this warm atmosphere, they seemed to have forgotten all their worries and were only immersed in this beautiful time.

Sometimes, Xiao Yun would grind ink for Qianlong. Her delicate movements seemed to express her feelings. Qianlong would gently stroke Xiao Yun's hair and communicate with her with a smile. Their interaction was full of tenderness and affection, filling the entire study with a sweet atmosphere.

In that scene filled with warmth and happiness, Qianlong and Xiao Yun snuggled up to each other, immersed in the wonderful pleasure of reading and learning to read.

Qianlong's deep eyes were full of tenderness. He patiently guided Xiao Yun, and every move he made was full of care and love.

Xiao Yun listened to his teachings attentively, her focused expression as charming as a blooming flower. Her eyes sparkled with wisdom, and when her gaze met Qianlong's, it seemed as if countless emotions were flowing between them.

Their hands touched inadvertently, and the warmth at that moment spread throughout their bodies like an electric current, making their hearts more closely connected. Xiao Yun's hair fluttered gently, brushing against Qianlong's face from time to time, bringing wisps of subtle fragrance that intoxicated him.

As time went by, their feelings grew deeper in the process of reading and learning to read. Every smile and every look in their eyes were as beautiful as a poem or a painting, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. In this quiet study, their love was like the bright starlight, shining brightly and illuminating each other's hearts.