Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

When Ziwei anxiously rushed to the competition arena, she found that the competition had already begun. The entire venue was unusually quiet, as if everyone was holding their breath, afraid to miss any exciting moment.

However, in this silence, the little swallow was jumping around on the court like a lively bird, shouting bold words like defeating the opponent.

At this moment, Saiyan also stood up suddenly and danced like Xiaoyanzi, making exaggerated movements and shouting slogans loudly.

This funny and strange scene left everyone present stunned, and they didn't know how to react for a moment.

This plot...

Ziwei had not wanted to show up at such an event, but the sharp-eyed queen waved to her enthusiastically as soon as she saw her coming. With no other choice, Ziwei had to bite the bullet and go over.

As soon as he sat down beside the Empress, he heard her ask in a low, concerned voice, "Did you visit your brothers' homes yesterday? Especially Yongzhang, how is he doing now?" The Empress sighed softly, a look of worry on her face, "Alas, that poor child! Although I want to help, my mother and I were both so busy taking care of ourselves before, that it's hard for us to offer him much substantial assistance."

Upon hearing this, Ziwei hurriedly whispered to comfort her, "Please rest assured, Empress Dowager. Third brother is in good health now, and the other brothers are all fine." While talking, Ziwei quietly practiced her skills and slowly injected a stream of pure spiritual energy into the Queen's body.

After all, the Queen is already old, and this pregnancy and childbirth still face many risks. With the nourishment and care of this spiritual energy, she will surely feel much more relaxed during the next few months of her pregnancy.

Qianlong turned slightly to the side, pretending to be nonchalant and leaning forward to listen carefully to the news coming from the other side. When he heard that Yongzhang had recovered, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised, outlining a barely perceptible smile.

Then he slowly turned his head, refocused his attention on Balben in front of him, and continued talking to him.

Just as shown in the TV series, at this moment, except for Falcon, it seems that no one can defeat those burly and powerful warriors from Tibet.

Ziwei gently tugged at the Queen's sleeve, then half-covered her mouth with her handkerchief and whispered in her ear, "Mother Queen, why are there so few people coming up to compete?"

Empress Qian lowered her voice and explained, "Actually, your Royal Father has already secretly informed the ministers of the truth. You know, in Tibet, women hold a far higher status than men! Saiyan came here with the intention of selecting a marriage partner to bring back to Tibet. Because of this, the ministers naturally didn't want to risk their elite sons. Those who came here to compete today are probably mostly unfavored and abandoned illegitimate children."

After hearing the Queen's words, Ziwei nodded thoughtfully, but then asked curiously, "If that's the case, then wouldn't the Emperor lose face because of this defeat?"

The Queen smiled slightly, raised her chin towards the arena, and replied, "Isn't this a perfect victory? Although Fu Erkang's martial arts skills cannot compare to Fu Kang'an, he is still more than enough to deal with these barbarians who rely only on brute force."

Seeing Falcon teasing Saiyan in a disgusting way on the stage, Ziwei felt so disgusted that she almost vomited. She already had Bai Yinshuang at home, but he still teased her after defeating Saiyan. How could this guy be so shameless?

On the stage, Saiya felt her face flush, her anger instantly rising. This shameless scoundrel actually dared to tease her in public! No wonder Ziwei hated him so much; he was indeed a man of bad character. Humph, if that's the case, this princess will not let him off so easily!

Saiya's cheeks flushed crimson as she glared at Falcon with a look that seemed to spit fire. Then, like a frightened deer, she scurried off the stage and made her way to Balben's side. Her small mouth opened and closed as she spoke rapidly in fluent Tibetan, her hands gesturing with such excitement that she could barely stop.

Balben smiled and looked at his baby daughter lovingly, gently touching her forehead, as if to calm her excitement.

Then he turned and laughed heartily at Emperor Qianlong, saying in a clear voice, "Your Majesty, I hope you will not be offended by my mischievous nature. She just told me that she has chosen her ideal husband, the warrior who just defeated her."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong burst into laughter. His gaze fell on Fulkang, and he nodded with satisfaction. "Princess Saiya, you have good taste! This Fulkang is a trusted and close minister of mine. Not only is he a martial arts expert, but his father is also a top-ranking university scholar. With such family background and talent, he is a perfect match for the princess. Since the princess is so attracted to him, I will personally arrange their marriage tomorrow."

After saying this, Qianlong laughed heartily again, and everyone present echoed his laughter, congratulating Balben and his daughter.

After hearing this, Fulkang couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of joy. I, Fulkang, was so blessed to not only marry a noble princess as my principal wife, but also have the beautiful and charming Princess Yinshuang as my concubine.

Humph, Ziwei, oh Ziwei, did you ever expect that even after I left you, my life would still be so prosperous and wonderful? Now that the Tibetan princess and the princess from the Beile Mansion are both deeply in love with me, it seems that I am destined to rise to prominence and become a figure above all others.

However, when his eyes inadvertently glanced at Ertai beside him, his heart suddenly tightened. He quickly said, "Ertai, I'm so sorry! I was only focused on victory and couldn't let our Qing Dynasty lose face. I just didn't expect the Saiyan Princess to be so direct with the Emperor. Later, I will explain this matter to the Emperor and implore him not to arrange a marriage between me and Saiyan. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Forte clenched his fists, as if suppressing some emotion, but soon he slowly loosened them, forcing a smile on his face as he replied, "Brother, congratulations! As long as our family can maintain its reputation, it doesn't matter who marries the Saiyan Princess. Don't rashly speak to the Emperor about this. If you anger him, the consequences could be disastrous. Besides, it was the Saiyan Princess who chose you."

Fu Lun nodded in satisfaction. "Ertai is right. Erkang, don't refuse. The overall situation is the most important."

Listening to the congratulations from the ministers around him, he happily thanked them one by one.