Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

"Hahahahahaha... We ordinary people have sharp eyes! Ziwei is my genuine biological daughter. I am the true dragon emperor, so she is naturally a fairy! As the saying goes, 'A tiger father will have a dog daughter'!" Qianlong said proudly, his face full of pride.

Meanwhile, at the Fu family, the situation was quite different. Ever since Fu Erkang was demoted to eunuch, he had become sullen and gloomy. At the slightest displeasure, he would fly into a rage, beating and scolding the servants around him. Within just a few days, everyone in the mansion avoided him, shunning him as much as possible.

At that moment, he could hear the clamor of people outside, all seemingly looking up at the sky and muttering something about fairies. Falcon couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity, so he slowly stepped out of the room. Having not seen sunlight for many days, his eyes, long accustomed to darkness, squinted involuntarily as soon as they were exposed to the sunlight, trying to adjust to the glare.

When he finally caught sight of the woman in mid-air, his already gloomy expression instantly grew even uglier. He stared intently at the high-ranking, high-profile woman, his heart ablaze with jealousy.

Thinking of how miserable he had become while she was still enjoying such a glorious life, attracting everyone's attention, Falcon felt a surge of hatred in his heart. He gnashed his teeth, wishing he could rush forward and ruthlessly pull her down from her high altar, trapping her and him in this endless quagmire, never to rise again.

Ziwei looked down at the reactions of the crowd below with satisfaction. When she saw their expressions of surprise or admiration, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a smile of extreme satisfaction.

Her eyes spun around, as if she had come up with a brilliant idea. Then, she began to rapidly form hand seals with both hands. As she chanted the formula, a mysterious power surged out of her body.

After completing the incantation, she suddenly waved her hands forward, and in an instant, countless brilliantly colored flowers suddenly blossomed from the sky. These flowers fluttered down like snowflakes, forming a magnificent flower rain. This magical scene once again triggered a series of exclamations and cheers from the crowd below.

As everyone marveled at this spectacle, Ziwei's figure rose higher and higher without anyone noticing. She seemed to merge with the blue sky, gradually turning into a tiny black dot and finally disappearing into the distant sky.

Everyone exclaimed that the princess had ascended to the fairyland.

At that moment, Xiao Jian, standing nearby, was clutching a fragrant chicken drumstick, ready to devour it. However, upon witnessing Ziwei's astonishing power, the drumstick in his hand involuntarily slipped to the ground, though he was completely oblivious. His entire attention was captivated by the incredible sight before him, leaving him filled with shock and confusion.

"If the height she was at just now could be considered some kind of cheating, then why is she rising higher and higher now?" Xiao Jian muttered to himself. "Even if that bastard Qianlong is extremely powerful and has the ability to reach all the heavens and earth, he probably couldn't send someone to such a high altitude. Oh my God, why is my path to revenge so difficult? Why have other people's avengers never encountered opponents as powerful as the gods? I am just an ordinary mortal. How can I rely on the power to compete with the immortals? Father, Mother, I am an unfilial son! I can't even avenge you..."

At this point, Xiao Jian's eyes were already red and tears were welling up in his eyes.

Emperor Qianlong gazed up at the cloudless, clear blue sky with a look of melancholy. He slowly reached out his hand and gently wiped away the nonexistent tears from the corners of his eyes. He lamented, "Empress, our Ziwei has flown away like a lithe bird, straight into the depths of the sky, vanishing without a trace. Will she...will she ever return to us? Surely this heavenly realm is more enchanting than this mortal world? If not, why would so many of our ancestors have so longed for immortality?"

When the queen heard this, she was even more heartbroken. She had finally had such a well-behaved, lovely and lovable daughter, but she went to the fairyland without a sound. How could she accept this?

Seeing their masters so sad, the servants gathered around them all lowered their heads and no one dared to make a sound.

At this moment, a mischievous voice suddenly rang out from the originally quiet and silent air: "Father Emperor, Mother Emperor, are you waiting here for my return?"

Everyone was startled when they heard this and looked around hurriedly, trying to find the source of the sound.

Then, a jaw-dropping scene took place - in mid-air, Princess Ziwei was sitting leisurely on a sword that gleamed with cold light, with a smile as bright as a flower on her face, and her eyes were as gentle as water as she looked at the people below.

Emperor Qianlong, who was immersed in resentment just now, suddenly saw Ziwei appear in the air so stealthily. In an instant, his weathered old face turned red like a ripe apple.

Fortunately, he was an emperor who had experienced many hardships, and his mental strength was far superior to that of ordinary people. After just a moment, he quickly regained his composure and asked calmly, "Ziwei, I thought you had already gone to heaven, no longer attached to the things of this mortal world. Could it be that the immortal world is not as interesting as this human world, so you turned back?"

What? Fairyland?

Ziwei jumped down from the sword. "There's no fairyland in the sky. I've already checked for everyone. Outside the Earth is space, and in space there are countless stars. Our planet is called the Blue Star. The moon revolves around it, and the Blue Star revolves around the sun."

"Ziwei, is that really not the fairyland up there?" The queen was confused. She didn't understand what space and stars were, but the fact that there was no fairyland in the sky shattered her thoughts.

Since ancient times, people have said that there are many gods living on the Jiuchong Mountain.

"Empress Dowager, Ziwei didn't lie. When I have a camera in the future, I can take a picture and show it to everyone.