Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

"Hahahaha, the Queen is pregnant, the Tibetan chieftain will soon arrive in the capital, and the Mahayana sect has been completely wiped out. It's truly a triple blessing! I'm so happy, everyone, let's drink to your heart's content tonight."

Qianlong brought the empress into the palace, and the smile between his eyebrows could not be concealed. He did not expect that at such an old age he could still have a legitimate son. He was really as vigorous as ever!

The people below hurriedly stood up to salute, and congratulations continued.

Just as Ziwei was about to kneel, the emperor stopped her, "Zichen, from today on you don't have to kneel to anyone. This is a special permission I grant you. Do you like it?"

The emperor's voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap, exploding throughout the entire hall. Everyone looked at Ziwei in astonishment, their eyes filled with disbelief.

This sudden change plunged the hall into a dead silence, a tranquility no one dared to disturb. The emperor's words echoed in everyone's minds, filled with countless questions and surprise.

It was already surprising that this girl was suddenly named a Heshuo Princess, and now the Emperor actually granted her such special treatment that she didn't even have to kneel before anyone! Even the Empress had to bow to the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, but she, a little princess, could receive such a privilege.

Ziwei was also very surprised, but when she thought about not having to kneel and kowtow all day, she felt that this was not a bad thing. After all, she was a modern person and was not used to the etiquette of feudal society.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for this honor. I will dedicate myself to the Qing Dynasty and live up to your grace," she replied firmly, her eyes gleaming with confidence. Since fate had brought her here, she would make the most of her talents.

The emperor nodded with a smile and looked at Ziwei with satisfaction, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Your Majesty, you can't do this!" Fulun stood up suddenly, straightened his back, and accused righteously: "She is just a princess without any achievements. How can she get such an honor? What will those soldiers who fought for the country think? What will those ministers who worked hard for the country think?" His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. He did not hide his emotions at all, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction in his heart.

He glanced with disdain at those people around him who usually acted high and mighty. You don't even dare to refute such a ridiculous decision of the emperor. You are really unworthy of being a subject.

Upon seeing this, Fu Erkang immediately echoed his father's words and shouted, "Your Majesty, my father is right! Ziwei is just a weak woman who can't lift anything with her hands or carry anything on her shoulders. How can she be given such an honor? How will it affect those princesses who married far away for the sake of the Qing Dynasty?" He clenched his fists tightly and cursed in his heart, Xia Ziwei, since I can't get you, I would rather destroy you.

Qianlong narrowed his eyes, snorted unhappily, and said coldly: "She is not only my biological daughter, but also the Queen's savior. Aren't you curious about why the Queen and I have become what we are now? This is all thanks to Ziwei. My body is now as if I were back to the age of twenty." His tone was firm and majestic, and there was no room for doubt.

Everyone looked at each other.

The father and son of the Fu family did not expect that the emperor would say this. If this was true, then Ziwei would be a fairy, right?

Yongqi looked at him worriedly, "Father Emperor, how could anyone in this world do such a thing? Could she be some evil spirit from somewhere? How about we find a shaman to take a look?"

"You bastard, do you think I'm a tyrant? If you don't believe me, you can go and ask the imperial physician if there's anything wrong with me and the queen's health. This is my decision. If anyone dares to talk nonsense or question it again, I'll chop off your heads." Qianlong looked at his son coldly. What a coward.

Fu Kang'an walked towards Ziwei, his eyes firm and sincere. When he reached Ziwei, he bowed respectfully, his tone sincere: "Thank you, Princess Zichen, for saving my life in Jizhou and helping me eliminate the remnants of the Mahayana sect. You saved my life, and I cannot repay you enough for your kindness. May I ask if you would marry me? I am willing to spend my entire life repaying your kindness. In this life, I will treat you with undivided devotion, and we will be together forever."

Hearing this, Ziwei stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. Her eyes widened. Did this man forget to take his medicine before going out? Or did he take the wrong medicine? What was his intention in doing this?

Fu Heng almost vomited blood and secretly groaned in his heart: What kind of tricks is this Fu Kang'an playing? Can't he see that there is something wrong with Ziwei in front of him?

"Hahaha, Fukangan has good vision! Ziwei, what do you think about this?" Qianlong has always wanted to promote the marriage between Ziwei and Fukangan. Now that he sees Fukangan taking the initiative, he naturally can't help but smile from ear to ear.

However, Ziwei gave Fukang'an an unceremoniously cold look and suddenly threw out a piece of vine in her hand.

The vine quickly grew thicker and longer, wrapping around Fukang'an's waist like a nimble snake. Ziwei then flicked her finger, and the vine carried Fukang'an down to the stage, landing steadily beside Fuheng. Then, the vine withered at a visible speed and fell to the ground.

This sudden change stunned everyone present. They couldn't believe their eyes, as if they had just witnessed a magical magic show.

"Your Majesty, my daughter doesn't want to get married yet. A man will only slow down the pace of my career development." Men in ancient times were accustomed to having three wives and four concubines. She didn't want to be trapped in the backyard as a mistress.

The people present not only felt that their eyesight was not good enough, but now even their ears had problems. Some people actually rejected Fu Kang'an's proposal.

The Fucha family has had close ties with the royal family since the establishment of the Great Jin Dynasty. The previous queen, Fucha Lingyin, was deeply favored by the emperor. If all the princes born to her had not died young, the crown prince would definitely not have escaped.

Fu Kang'an looked at Ziwei deeply for a while, and suddenly smiled, "Princess, you can ask me to wait as long as you want. I will not marry anyone else except you." They are both cultivators, and their lives are very long. He has plenty of time to let her see his sincerity.

Fu Heng's face turned blue with anger. Does this bastard and unfilial son know what he is saying? But he couldn't say anything in rebuttal in this palace. He couldn't let the emperor think that his family looked down on his favorite princess.

Qianlong's action today was obviously to tell everyone how favored Princess Zichen was. It was a direct notification instead of discussion. Only Fulun and others could not see the reality.