Return of the Pearl

When Qianlong heard about Xiao Yun's hard work and learning from Ziwei about studying, he couldn't help but feel a complex emotion of surprise and relief.

Xiao Yun, who used to be naughty and unruly, can now calm down and study hard, which makes Qianlong sincerely happy about her transformation.

Qianlong could not contain his strong curiosity about Xiao Yun's academic performance, so after leaving the court, he rushed to Shufangzhai. He was eager to witness Xiao Yun's academic progress with his own eyes and wanted to know how far she had gone on the road of learning.

When Qianlong stepped into Shufangzhai, he saw Xiao Yun sitting at the table with concentration, holding a pen in her hand, thinking seriously about the knowledge in the book. Her focused look made Qianlong feel very gratified and made him full of expectations for Xiao Yun's future.

However, when Xiao Yun started to recite, she still spoke in a confused manner, which made people burst into laughter. She read the words unclearly and the sentences in a mess. Her funny appearance was really hilarious.

Qianlong smiled and shook his head, then walked towards Xiao Yun with a loving look on his face. Looking at her hard-working yet somewhat clumsy appearance, Qianlong's heart was filled with love.

As soon as Xiao Yun saw Qianlong coming, she jumped up as excited as a happy little bird. She chattered to Qianlong about her learning progress, and her excitement was beyond words.

While she was telling the story, she sometimes mispronounced words, sometimes spoke sentences in disarray, and explained her understanding in a serious manner. Her serious look was so adorable.

Xiao Yun's lively eyes, brilliant smile, and childlike words filled the entire Shufangzhai with laughter and joy, and also made Qianlong feel Xiao Yun's unique charm.

Qianlong listened to Xiao Yun's story patiently, and was amused by her innocent words from time to time. He gazed at Xiao Yun's energetic appearance, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Looking back, Xiao Yun used to be so naughty, but now she can calm down and study hard. Although she is still a little confused, her spirit of hard work is really touching.

During his interaction with Xiao Yun, Qianlong truly felt her sincerity and kindness. Her every move and every word was full of childlike innocence and fun, filling the entire Shufangzhai with a cheerful atmosphere.

Qianlong was also infected by Xiao Yun's enthusiasm, forgetting the fatigue and troubles in the court, and immersed himself in this relaxing and happy time with her, enjoying this rare leisure and happiness.

Although Xiao Yun still has a long way to go in her studies, her hard work and cuteness have deeply touched Qianlong.

Qianlong firmly believed that under Ziwei's guidance, Xiao Yun would continue to make progress and become a better person. At this moment, the laughter and joy in Shufangzhai had become a unique landscape of warmth and charm in the palace.

Qianlong made a decision, which was to teach Xiao Yun how to write personally. He saw him doing it very carefully, grinding the ink slowly. The fragrance of ink quietly filled the air, as if adding a touch of mystery to the warm scene that was about to unfold.

After grinding the ink, Qianlong gently walked behind Xiao Yun. His movements were so gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing something precious. He gently held Xiao Yun's hand. The hand was small and soft, and was wrapped in Qianlong's big hand, as if the two hearts were closely connected at this moment.

Qianlong's eyes were full of love and patience, like the warmest sunshine in spring, shining on Xiao Yun. He took Xiao Yun and wrote the two words stroke by stroke. Every stroke was filled with his care and expectations for Xiao Yun.

Under his guidance, Xiao Yun also followed and wrote carefully. Her eyes were focused and determined, as if she was trying hard to absorb the knowledge that Qianlong passed on to her.

During this process, the whole atmosphere became charming and intimate. The distance between them was so close that their breaths were intertwined, as if it was a silent conversation.

The aura emanating from Qianlong made Xiao Yun feel safe and warm, and Xiao Yun's innocence and liveliness also filled Qianlong's heart with joy. They were like a beautiful painting, leaving a warm and unforgettable scene in the long river of time.

Those two words gradually took shape under their pens, as if they were the bond of emotion between them, tightly connecting them together. At this moment, the world seemed to have stopped turning, and only Qianlong and Xiao Yun, and the beautiful moment they created together, were shining brilliantly in this tranquil atmosphere.

But these two were completely unfamiliar to Xiao Yun. They made Xiao Yun's face, which was originally full of liveliness and vitality, suddenly filled with confusion.

Her bright eyes flickered, full of confusion and curiosity. She asked Qianlong in a clear and pleasant voice, full of confusion: "Your Majesty, what exactly is this word?"

Qianlong was unhurried and slowly uttered the two words, "Hongli." Then he added, "This is my name."

After hearing this, Xiao Yun almost subconsciously called out, "Hongli." This call seemed to break some invisible barrier, bringing them closer together.

A warm smile like a spring breeze spread across Qianlong's face, and he softly replied, "I'm here."

At this moment, the whole scene is filled with a warm and harmonious atmosphere, as if time has stopped at this moment, just to be able to record this beautiful moment completely. Everything seems so beautiful, so intoxicating, making people feel as if they are in a dreamlike world.

Xiao Yun, now a woman with no more knowledge than before, looked at Emperor Qianlong quietly, a trace of guilt in her eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I..."

Qianlong smiled slightly, reached out and patted her shoulder gently, and said gently: "It's okay."

Afterwards, Qianlong slowed down and said slowly: "When there is no one around, you can call my name." His words were full of love and tolerance for Xiao Yun.

After hearing Qianlong's words, Xiao Yun felt something was amiss. But then her mind flashed back to their past life together. Back then, they were like good friends, and everyone had indeed called him by that name. So, shouldn't it be okay to call him by that name now? Thinking of this, Xiao Yun mustered her courage and tentatively said, "Okay, Hongli." Then, she cautiously glanced at Qianlong, feeling a wave of uneasiness.