Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

With so many misfortunes happening one after another, Qianlong no longer had the heart to continue his travels. He was now eager for Fu Kang'an to quickly eradicate the remaining Mahayana forces and then return to the capital together.

At this moment, a man in black night clothes leaped in through the window like a ghost, knelt on both knees and saluted Qianlong: "Your Majesty, I have thoroughly investigated all the circumstances surrounding Miss Ziwei from the shores of Daming Lake in Jinan."

Qianlong waved his brush non-stop, not even looking up. He just said casually, "Come on, what have you found out?"

The man in black quickly replied, "I have thoroughly investigated the Xia family and visited the surrounding neighborhood. Miss Ziwei is Xia Yuhe's direct descendant, while Princess Huanzhu is completely unknown to the locals. Shortly after Your Majesty returned to the capital, Xia Yuhe discovered she was pregnant. She completely ignored the vehement objections of her family and insisted on giving birth. Because of this, the Xia family became a laughingstock in the area. Miss Ziwei has been called a bastard since she was a child, and she rarely leaves her home since then."

After Xia Yuhe's passing, Miss Ziwei was devastated, but she remained undeterred. After properly burying her mother, she resolutely set out for the capital to find her family, despite the pleas of her clan members. Surprisingly, she didn't hesitate to donate the Xia family's ancestral home, passed down through generations, to the clan for use as a school.

Her resoluteness left the clan helpless, so they offered to keep the property for her and persuaded her to return to Jinan if she couldn't find you. "I have already renovated Xia Yuhe's mausoleum and rushed back without stopping."

"Yuhe..."

Qianlong muttered to himself as the brush he held suddenly slipped, a drop of ink-rich liquid instantly dripping onto the snow-white rice paper, rapidly spreading and forming a shocking black stain. Yet, he seemed oblivious to this, staring blankly at the gradually spreading stain before him, his mind constantly flashing back to Xia Yuhe's first smile by the lotus pond, like a blooming spring flower.

"Yuhe, I once thought that you must be full of resentment in your heart, blaming me for abandoning you cruelly. That's why I deliberately raised Xiaoyanzi to be an illiterate person. But now I know that Ziwei is our real flesh and blood. She is not only talented and literary, but also a fairy. Yuhe, you really gave birth to an excellent daughter for me! You can leave with peace of mind. I will treat Ziwei wholeheartedly in the future and will never let her suffer even the slightest grievance or hardship." Qianlong swore secretly, with a firm and gentle light flashing in his eyes.

After waving his hand to signal the black-clad man to leave, Qianlong slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and an indescribable heaviness surged in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh deeply, and suddenly felt that he was a scumbag. Xia Yuhe was not the only woman he had let down over the years.

West of Jizhou City lies a vast expanse of mountains and forests. Within these boundless mountains, countless ferocious wolves, tigers, and leopards lurk, deterring local residents from entering.

Yet, precisely because of this, this mountain forest has become a natural treasure trove, nurturing numerous rare and precious natural materials, which grow quietly and unnoticed. Rare plants that have been deposited for ages and are very old can be seen everywhere.

Ziwei stood amidst this mysterious and vibrant forest, breathing in the rich wood spirit energy. This truly was a perfect place for spiritual practice! Perhaps she should try to stay a little longer.

With this thought in mind, she lightly leaped onto a sturdy tree, crossed her legs, and sat firmly on a branch. Then, she gently closed her eyes and began to practice the Qinglian Jue technique with full concentration. As long as she reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, she would be able to practice some simple spells.

The sun slowly moved westward, its light gradually softening. Fu Kang'an clutched his left shoulder tightly as he stumbled forward. He glanced back, noticing the pursuers drawing ever closer. He felt a surge of anxiety. Gritting his teeth, he turned and ran toward the dense woods to the side.

"He's gone into the woods! Should we go in? I heard there are a lot of ferocious wolves and big cats in there." The first person to arrive frowned and looked a little hesitant.

Then, the people behind also rushed over, panting and saying, "Chase! This man is Emperor Qianlong's favorite illegitimate son. He killed so many of our believers. We must not let him go today!"

Another person echoed, "That's right, with so many of us, what are we afraid of? Let's go in together and make sure to capture him!"

Everyone responded in unison and rushed into the woods.

However, Fukangan did not go deep into the forest, because at this time the sun was setting and the trees in the forest were too dense and the light was very dim. When he saw the people behind him also followed into the woods, he could only continue to run deeper.

"Chase him, he's running that way."

Ziwei opened her eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them. In such a short time, she had not only successfully broken through to the fourth level, but also comprehended the elementary Green Vine Technique. This place was indeed a Feng Shui treasure land.

However, as she heard the sound approaching, her brow furrowed. This forest was so dark, and she hadn't expected anyone to venture into it. They were truly fearless! She quickly unleashed a powerful mental force, locking onto the area.

When she saw the first person who entered her field of vision, her eyes widened in surprise. It was Fu Kang'an! Why was he here? Wasn't he supposed to be clearing out the remnants of the Mahayana sect? Moreover, judging by the aura emanating from him, he seemed injured.

At this moment, Ziwei noticed that there were more than a dozen figures not far behind Fukang'an, rapidly chasing them. She rolled her eyes and thought, why not try out the Qingteng Technique she had just learned?

Ziwei immediately grabbed a vine and channeled spiritual energy into it according to the incantation. Instantly, the ordinary vine grew thicker and longer, like a nimble snake. She manipulated the vine, and while Fukang'an wasn't paying attention, she wrapped it around his waist.

Fukang'an was looking back at the situation behind him. It wasn't until he had something tied around his waist that he truly felt the horror of this forest. He had only just entered a short distance, and there was a snake this thick. He didn't know how dangerous it was inside. Would he die here tonight?