Return of the Pearl

In this magnificent palace, the news spread rapidly like ripples and could not be hidden at all. The news that Fulun was going to adopt Xiao Yun as his adopted daughter had already spread throughout the entire harem.

When Fu Jin entered Concubine Ling's bedroom, the subtle atmosphere had already quietly filled the air. When Fu Jin and Concubine Ling talked, every word was full of deep meaning. And how could Concubine Ling be stupid? She naturally understood the implicit meaning of Fu Jin's words.

Although Concubine Ling pretended to be magnanimous on the surface and said with a smile that it was okay, how much forbearance and unwillingness was hidden under her forced calmness?

After Fu Jin left, Concubine Ling's anger erupted like a volcano. Her beautiful face was distorted by anger, and flames burned in her bright eyes. She suddenly threw the objects around her to the ground. The sound of broken porcelain echoed in the air, as if it was an outlet for her inner pain and anger.

"Who does this Xiao Yun think she is! How dare she covet the emperor!" Concubine Ling growled with gritted teeth, her voice full of resentment and jealousy. Her heart was like a turbulent sea, with all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined. She was unwilling to let her position be threatened, and she was unwilling to be looked down upon like this.

"Fulun, you old fox! You actually want to consolidate your power by adopting her as your adopted daughter! I will never let you succeed!" Concubine Ling's voice became more and more sharp, and her eyes revealed deep hostility and determination.

Concubine Ling struggled with anger and unwillingness, her heart filled with worry and fear about the future. She knew that this battle had just begun, and she had to fight back to maintain her status and honor in the palace.

Kunning Palace

When the Queen heard the news that Fulun was going to adopt Xiao Yun as his adopted daughter, she was not angry at all. Instead, she was shocked and secretly happy, thinking that this was a godsend.

A smug smile appeared on the queen's elegant face, a smile that seemed to conceal endless calculations and conspiracies. She raised her chin slightly, her eyes glittering with cunning, and thought to herself, "I was originally worried about not being able to find an opportunity to implement my plan, but I didn't expect this opportunity to come to me. God is really helping me!"

The Queen turned to look at the maid beside her and called her over again. With a hint of urgency and expectation in her voice, she asked, "How are you doing with what I asked you to do last time?"

The maid hurried forward and replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, everything is ready. We just need the right time."

After hearing this, the queen's face became even more proud, and her heart was filled with expectations for the future. She thought to herself proudly: "Everything is under my control. When the time is right, I will make those who dare to go against me pay the price! Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun, do you think you can sit back and relax just by becoming Fulun's adopted daughter? I will let you know who is the real master in this harem!" A grand blueprint has already been outlined in her mind, as if she has seen the scene where her plan is smoothly implemented and everything is under her control.

Deep in the harem, when the other concubines heard the news that Fulun was going to adopt Xiao Yun as his adopted daughter, they did not react much. To them, this seemed to be just a matter that had nothing to do with them, like a ripple on the surface of a calm lake, disappearing in a flash.

However, when Erkang of the guard station heard the news, he was stunned. His clever mind started working instantly and he quickly sorted out the clues. He understood that this could not be his father's personal wish. There must be deeper reasons behind it. And the only one who could influence his father's decision was probably the emperor who was high above him.

Erkang's brow furrowed slightly, a complex wave of indescribable emotions welling up within him. He wondered what the Emperor's move meant. Was it a special favor toward the Fu family, or were there other, more profound considerations? His heart was filled with doubts and speculations, his thoughts tangled like a tangled mess.

There was a hint of worry in Erkang's eyes, as if he saw all kinds of variables that might occur in the future. His father adopted Xiao Yun as his adopted daughter, which would undoubtedly bring new changes to the situation in the harem, and he, as Fulun's son, would inevitably be affected by this incident.

Erkang knew very well that in this complicated palace, any decision could lead to unexpected consequences, and he had to deal with everything more cautiously.

In that silent moment, Erkang stood there, with a thousand thoughts in his mind. His figure seemed to blend into the background of the palace, forming a picture full of stories and suspense.

In Shufangzhai, the instigator was completely unaware that her every move had caused an uproar in the harem, but she was still immersed in the quiet time with Qianlong, quietly learning to write.

Xiao Yun's bright eyes stared curiously at the words before him, muttering, "How come these words seem to know me, yet I'm not familiar with them at all!"

Looking at the densely packed words, she couldn't help but frown and complained in a low voice: "Why are there so many words? Why is it so difficult!" As she spoke, she began to act coquettishly and make trouble. Her cute and lovely appearance made people laugh.

Seeing this, Qianlong showed a doting smile on his face. He gently held her hand and said softly, "Don't be anxious, take your time." His voice was as warm as the spring breeze, making her heart soften.

So, Qianlong patiently taught her step by step, his fingers gently stroking her palm, and every movement was full of love and care.

In this warm atmosphere, Xiao Yun listened carefully to Qianlong's explanation, raising his head from time to time and looking into his eyes, which were full of affection and concentration.

The corners of Xiao Yun's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sweet smile, as if they were the only two people in the world, and Qianlong was also infected by her smile, with happiness shining in his eyes.

Their bodies gradually approached each other, and their breath intertwined. It was an intoxicating fragrance. Her hair gently brushed against Qianlong's face, bringing a slight itchy feeling, but making him even more excited. Qianlong held her hand tightly, as if afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

Sometimes they smiled at each other, sometimes they whispered to each other. The intimate scene made people envious. In this Shufangzhai, their love was like a blooming flower, blooming with brilliant light and illuminating the whole world.

In this warm and interactive moment, time seemed to stop for them, and everything became so beautiful and intoxicating.