Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

Ding family.

The courtyard where the emperor stayed was undoubtedly the most spacious and grand in the entire Ding Mansion. It contained more than ten rooms, more than enough to accommodate their group.

"Ziwei, do you need Doctor Hu to come and help you?" Qianlong stared at the queen, and seeing that she looked well, the tension in his heart relaxed a little.

Ziwei shook her head slightly and said softly, "Please ask Doctor Hu to treat the other injured people first. Father Huang, you can stay here."

Fu Kang'an, standing by, saw the location of the sharp blade on the empress's body—extremely close to her heart. Her situation was extremely critical! However, the girl before her was determined not to let the imperial physician treat her, and the emperor actually agreed to her request.

What puzzled him even more was that this woman addressed the Emperor as "Huang Ama"? He was familiar with the princesses and princes in the palace, but he had never heard of such a person. Could she be a prince's recently married wife? It seemed that a lot had happened in the capital during his absence.

After everyone had left, Ziwei finally spoke: "Father Emperor, you can just pull out the knife later, no need to worry too much. Mother Emperor, it may be a little painful, please bear with it."

The queen nodded slightly in agreement, and there was no trace of fear on her face, which looked extremely pale due to excessive blood loss.

About a cup of tea later, Qianlong gazed at the radiant, rosy-faced empress and the wound that had been so shocking just a moment ago but now had no trace left. He couldn't help but swallow hard. Ziwei's insistence on not letting others witness this scene was indeed a wise move. Such an astonishing recovery speed would surely cause an uproar and panic.

Qianlong's expression was indifferent as he slowly spoke to the people around him, "The Empress needs a quiet environment to recuperate. If it's not important, please do not disturb her." He then turned his head sharply, his gaze fixed on Yongqi, and demanded sternly, "Where were you when the assassin attacked?"

Yongqi's heart tightened, a flicker of panic flashing across his eyes. Recalling the terrifying scene just now, countless assassins swarming like locusts, he abruptly retracted his steps without even a second thought. However, he hadn't expected that despite the sheer number of assassins, his father, the emperor, remained unharmed.

"Your Majesty... your son... your son has not heard it." Yongqi replied stutteringly.

Qianlong looked at his son in disappointment, his heart filled with indescribable anger and helplessness. The people on the streets were running in all directions, their cries of terror resounding through the sky, yet he actually claimed to have heard nothing! Could it be that he had escaped the city in such a short time?

And the Fu brothers and Xiaoyanzi never showed up from beginning to end. He was so cold and indifferent. It was such a waste that he doted on them so much in the past.

"Fukang'an, I want to ask you, how many remnants of the Mahayana sect are there?" Qianlong stared at Fukang'an with a sharp gaze and asked majestically.

Fu Kang'an's face was as calm as water, and he replied without a ripple, "Your Majesty, I have led my troops to destroy most of their nests, but there are still a few remnants hiding in a few small strongholds. These remnants are unlikely to cause any trouble, Your Majesty, please rest assured."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction. "Well, very well done! This way, the court will have fewer worries. As for the remaining small strongholds... leave them to Yongqi and others to deal with! I give you three days to completely wipe out all remaining Mahayana sect strongholds! No mistakes!"

This sudden order made Yongqi and his companions nervous. They were unsure about their ability to eliminate the remnants of the Mahayana sect. How many were there? How skilled were they in martial arts? Could they possibly withstand them? These questions lingered in their minds, leaving them feeling uneasy.

Yongqi swallowed hard and mustered his courage to speak: "Your Majesty, I and your men have no experience fighting an enemy. If this operation fails, and the remaining criminals escape and plot another assassination, the consequences will be disastrous! In my opinion, it would be more appropriate for Fu Kang'an to take the lead."

Before he could finish his words, a teacup flew towards Yongqi like a gust of wind, striking him on the forehead. Blood splattered everywhere, staining his terrified face red. "How dare you! You're cowardly before you even take action. You're nothing but a rat! Get out of here right now! Don't come back until you've completely eradicated the remnants of the Mahayana sect!" Qianlong roared in fury.

Yongqi and his companions hurriedly left the room and went directly to Yongqi's room.

Cailian gazed at herself in the mirror, her hair adorned with pearls and jade, radiant and dazzling, her smile reaching almost ear to ear. She thought to herself, "I truly have a discerning eye!" This particular find is a truly lucrative husband. Look at this wealthy man, so generous! He gifted her a generous sum of money on their first meeting, and today he's generously lavished on her exquisite jewelry. Next time, she'll have him buy her plenty of beautiful clothes. When she arrives in Beijing, she'll surely be as stunning as those ladies from prestigious families.

Just as Cailian was immersed in her beautiful fantasy, she caught a glimpse of several people walking towards her with gloomy faces. She was startled and hurriedly took off all her jewelry, leaving only an inconspicuous hairpin, and hurried forward to meet them.

"Master, you're back? I wonder why the master called you here? You all look unhappy. Could something have happened? I'll go make you some tea right away."

Seeing Cailian like this, Xiaoyanzi's face turned even uglier. Without saying a word, she turned around and tried to leave. Fortunately, Forte grabbed her in time and whispered to her, "Xiaoyanzi, now is not the time to be willful and angry. We need to discuss a solution together."

"Humph, bitch, I don't know what you are showing off."

Yongqi glanced at the two of them, pulled Cailian into his arms, and let her sit on his lap. "Cailian, I'm going out for a while and won't be back for a few days. You're here alone, take good care of yourself. If you need anything, go find Ziwei. She's also our maid."

Cailian blushed at his actions, and when she saw Xiaoyanzi's face, which looked as if she had eaten a fly, she felt even more proud. She leaned softly in Yongqi's arms, and he blew on her neck carelessly, feeling the changes in his body and smiling even more shyly.