Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

"Damn Fukang'an, it's all your fault!" Ziwei said angrily. She sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave under the rockery, holding a flower in her hand and pulling the petals one by one.

The flowers around the cave entrance had been destroyed beyond recognition by her.

At this moment, her mind was filled with Fukangan's words, making it impossible for her to calm down and practice. It had only been a little over a month since they first met. But Fukangan firmly stated that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. How could he be so sure?

This made Ziwei extremely confused. Her heart was like a tangled ball of thread that she couldn't figure out.

Ziwei knew that her heart was a little confused.

Inside the Yanxi Palace, Concubine Ling lay in bed, her face rosy and her lips slightly raised. She secretly gloated. If the Empress lost her unborn child, she would surely lose the Emperor's favor. Then, the Emperor would surely never set foot in Kunning Palace again. And who in the harem could rival this Empress?

Concubine Ling prayed silently, hoping she too could get pregnant, ideally with a prince. Although she already had two princesses, in this deep palace, daughters were merely tools for marriage. Whenever she thought of this, Concubine Ling couldn't help but sigh.

She had been the sole benefactor of the emperor for many years, yet she had never been able to give birth to a prince. Yet, the bitch Queen had a son.

She couldn't do anything about her Kunning Palace, but the prince said that it was a place the queen didn't dare to touch.

At this time, Li Yu trotted to the gate of Kunning Palace. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a heavy breath, "Your Majesty, the palace maid committed suicide by taking poison. She hid the poison in her innermost teeth, and because she couldn't bear the torture, she bit the poison into pieces."

After hearing this, Qianlong's face turned very ugly, and he said unhappily: "You old fellow are becoming less and less reliable! What did you find out during the investigation?"

Hearing the emperor's disdain, Li Yu knelt on the ground in fear, his heart clenched tightly. But his mind couldn't help but race. He was obviously the same age as the emperor, but now he looked more like his father...

Or maybe he could ask the princess to make him younger too? That way he could do his job for the emperor better, right? Yes, that was the job. He wouldn't say he was just envious of the emperor and the empress.

Thinking that he could also become younger, Li Yu laughed in his heart.

until--

"Li Yu, have the Zangan Office conduct a thorough inspection of the harem and select two women with excellent medical skills to serve your master."

Where's the stick? Li Yu looked up in horror at Qianlong's expressionless face, which exuded a scoundrelly aura. That was the device the late emperor had created, also known as the Blood Dropper. It was primarily used for spying and monitoring officials, but now it was being used to thoroughly investigate the concubines. What a waste of talent! Furthermore, if the concubines' deeds were truly revealed to this man, would he ever be able to get along with them in the future?

Our emperor always favored whoever he liked, with a very strong filter. However, as the chief eunuch, Li Yu knew a lot about the private affairs of the harem. Especially the one in the Yanxi Palace, Li Yu silently lit a candle for her in his heart.

The queen was drinking tea calmly. When she heard that the emperor was going to use the dipping rod, she paused to wipe the corner of her mouth and curled the corner of her mouth slightly.

"By the way, check on the princes as well."

Li Yu paused in his retreat, replied "yes" and hurriedly left Kunning Palace. Looking at the moonlit sky with sparse stars, he sighed and quickened his pace. Something was about to change in the palace.

In Jingyang Palace, Cai Lian had just endured a storm and was tiredly curled up in Yongqi's arms, her slender fingers drawing circles on his chest.

She never imagined that the identities of this group of people were so noble, and the man she was committed to was the most favored Fifth Prince of the dynasty.

As an orphan, she naturally didn't dare to dream of becoming a prince's wife. As long as she could always get his favor, what did it matter if she became his concubine?

"Master, you've exhausted me. Do we have to go to court tomorrow? Shouldn't we get some rest early?"

Hearing this, Yongqi opened his eyes, his pupils filled with coldness in the darkness. Attending court? Although his father doted on him, he had never allowed him to participate in government affairs. To this day, he still had to follow a brat like Yongji to study in the study room.

What's so difficult about government affairs? He will go to the emperor tomorrow to plead for mercy. If he completes the task well, will he be able to enter his eyes again?

He unconsciously patted the woman's shoulders, his mind filled with Xiaoyanzi's voice and smile, as well as her disheveled appearance that day. His breathing became rapid, and he turned over to continue working, mumbling to Xiaoyanzi.

Cailian happily went along with him, even though she didn't mind hearing him call someone else's name. After entering the palace, she already knew that Xiaoyanzi was just the emperor's adopted daughter, and that she was already married to Fuertai, so it was impossible for her to be with Yongqi.

Now she is the only one with Yongqi. As long as she becomes pregnant with the fifth prince's eldest son before the new wife comes into the family, no one will dare to bully her at will even if the new wife comes into the family.

The next morning, Yongqi shook his still dizzy head and stood outside the imperial study waiting for Qianlong's summons.

Qianlong had just returned from court when he saw a man staggering from afar. When he got closer and saw Yongqi's heavy dark circles, his majestic face instantly turned dark.

"What are you doing here?"

Yongqi, with a flattering smile on his face, reached out to grab Qianlong's sleeve, but Qianlong deftly dodged his move. Helpless, Yongqi put his hand down and said dejectedly, "Father, I'm old enough to start a family and a career, and I can help you with your problems in the future. Could you please arrange a job for me so I can gain some experience?"

Qianlong's eyes were deep and unfathomable as he gazed silently at his son, a faint smile playing on his lips. He replied softly, "Very well, your residence has been chosen, but it requires some minor renovations before you can move in. Since you are so willing, I will oversee its renovation."

After saying this, Qianlong turned around and walked into the imperial study without hesitation, and ordered Li Yu to guard outside the door and strictly forbid anyone to enter.

Yongqi stood blankly in the middle of the courtyard, his mind a turmoil. The assignment he had expected was completely different from reality. He had imagined himself sitting comfortably in a comfortable position, directing his subordinates toil away, enjoying the taste of power. However, the reality was that he was personally responsible for managing a group of hard-working workers. This was a far cry from the treatment he had imagined a prince should receive.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How can such a task be worthy of my status as a prince? Perhaps I should give this task to Falcon, after all, he has nothing to do right now."

After making up his mind, he left the palace and went directly to the Fu family.

Li Yu looked at his back and shook his head.