Return of the Pearl

In the magnificent Jianjia Palace, Ziwei and Xiao Yun were immersed in a cheerful conversation. Their laughter was as clear as silver bells, echoing in every corner of the palace. The warm sunlight shone on them through the exquisite windows, as if covering them with a layer of golden gauze, reflecting a warm and beautiful atmosphere.

At this moment, Qianlong, who had finished handling government affairs, walked slowly over with steady steps. The moment his figure appeared at the door, Ziwei's gaze turned to him involuntarily, with surprise and a hint of imperceptible panic in her eyes.

However, this time, a trace of fear inexplicably surged in Ziwei's heart. The fear spread quietly like a tide, causing her body to tremble subconsciously.

In the past, she did not have such awe for Qianlong, and was always so natural and friendly when interacting with him. But now, that vague fear could not be suppressed and emerged, like a layer of light haze covering her heart.

Although this expression of fear was extremely subtle, Qianlong was an emperor, so how could he not be perceptive? He noticed Ziwei's abnormality at a glance. The slight tremor and fear in her eyes did not escape his eyes, and a sense of loss could not help but well up in his heart.

Xiao Yun keenly noticed Ziwei's abnormality. She gently held Ziwei's hand and gave her warm comfort. Then, Xiao Yun asked Ziwei to stay for dinner together, but Ziwei looked flustered and quickly declined. Her eyes were full of panic, and she seemed a little afraid to face Qianlong.

Qianlong naturally noticed Ziwei's discomfort. A trace of imperceptible loss flashed across his face, but he soon regained his composure. He gently said to Ziwei, "Leave the palace as soon as possible. Erkang is waiting for you." After hearing this, Ziwei felt relieved. She hurriedly saluted and then left quickly like a gust of wind.

After Ziwei left, only Qianlong and Xiao Yun were left in the Changshou Palace. They sat opposite each other and began to eat at the dining table. Qianlong carefully picked up dishes for Xiao Yun, and Xiao Yun responded with a sweet smile, which was as bright as the warm spring sun. When their eyes met, love and warmth flowed between them, as if they could closely connect their hearts.

After the meal, Qianlong seemed to be in a low mood. He gently held Xiao Yun in his arms. Xiao Yun felt his mood change. She raised her head and looked into Qianlong's eyes with gentle eyes, as if she wanted to explore his deep inner feelings.

"Yun'er, Ziwei is afraid of me." Qianlong said softly, his voice full of helplessness and melancholy, as if the endless sorrow was integrated into these words.

Xiao Yun's heart suddenly surged with heartache. She reached out her hand, gently stroked Qianlong's face, and said slowly: "Hongli, do you regret it?"

Qianlong naturally understood the deep meaning of Xiao Yun's words. He hugged Xiao Yun tightly and said firmly and forcefully: "I have no regrets. Even if I have to make the whole world my enemy, I will not regret it." His voice was sonorous and powerful, like an indestructible flag, standing proudly in the wind, declaring his determination to the world.

Xiao Yun hugged Qianlong's waist tightly, rested her head on Qianlong's shoulder, and said softly: "Ziwei is kind and simple by nature. She just needs some time to slowly adapt. Just give her some time."

Qianlong's mood seemed to be covered with a faint haze for a moment, and he seemed a little depressed. He asked Xiao Yun softly and with some expectation: "Yun'er, are you afraid of me?"

A unique and strange affection flashed across Xiao Yun's eyes for a moment, and she said slowly: "Hongli, I have experienced the severe test of life and death. Even death has not frightened me, so how can I be afraid of this? I am indeed afraid of you..." As soon as these words came out, Qianlong's arms, which had been hugging her tightly, involuntarily loosened a little.

Xiao Yun then continued, "But I'm not afraid of your behavior, your cruelty, or your cold-bloodedness. I'm afraid that you'll be sad, that you'll be upset, that you won't have enough to eat or wear warmly, and that you'll be troubled by the trivialities of government."

Hearing Xiao Yun's words, Qianlong took the opportunity to ask for favors, "Yun'er, I am sad, so my heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Yun'er, you are my medicine, you are my life, can you heal me?"

Xiao Yun smiled, and that smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and as gorgeous and dazzling as a blooming flower. She knew Qianlong's thoughts very well, and she also understood that Qianlong's love for Ziwei was sincere, but she knew even more clearly that Qianlong needed her company and comfort at this moment.

"Okay, Hongli, I will always be by your side." Xiao Yun said softly, her voice as gentle and sweet as the sound of nature.

So, Xiao Yun took the initiative to approach Qianlong, her lips gently touched Qianlong's lips, and she gave him a passionate and affectionate kiss. Qianlong felt Xiao Yun's enthusiasm, and a warm current suddenly surged in his heart. He responded to Xiao Yun's kiss warmly, and at the same time, he hugged her tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to merge her into his body.

Their kiss became more and more intense, more and more lingering, burning like a raging fire. In the Changshou Palace, the ambiguous atmosphere slowly floated in the air like a veil, spreading silently.

The bright sunshine shines through the window and falls on them like golden threads, making their figures particularly moving. This sunshine seems to be the blessing of heaven, outlining a beautiful and breathtaking picture for them, making the whole scene full of romance and warmth.

During this intimate interaction, Qianlong's heart was filled with joy and satisfaction. He felt that he was the happiest person in the world because he had Xiao Yun's love. Xiao Yun's heart was also filled with happiness and sweetness. She felt that she was the luckiest person in the world because she had Qianlong's care and love.

At this moment, the slight discomfort in Qianlong's heart gradually dissipated like morning mist. He was deeply immersed in Xiao Yun's love and care, and clearly realized that no matter what storms he faced in the future, Xiao Yun would always stay by his side unwaveringly.

So, he hugged Xiao Yun tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to embed her into his body, keep her by his side forever, and not let her have any chance of leaving.

In the Jianjia Palace, brilliant sunshine shines through the windows, making everything bright and warm. The air is filled with the fragrance of love, an intoxicating scent that seems to make people forget all worries and sorrows.

The story of Qianlong and Xiao Yun continues here. Their love is like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with eternal light that never fades. Their love will continue and become the most beautiful legend in the world.