Lanqin felt someone touching her face, but she couldn't wake up from her dream. Finally, it was Fourth Master who, seeing Lanqin crying harder and harder, forcibly shook her awake.
"Qin'er, Qin'er, wake up, wake up!" Fourth Master kept calling out in Lanqin's ear.
Lanqin heard Fourth Master's voice calling her and finally woke up from her dream. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked in horror at Fourth Master's face right above her head.
"Master!" Lanqin cried out. In her dream, the Fourth Master no longer doted on her. She was in a desperate situation where no one could help her.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Fourth Master looked at Lanqin and tenderly wiped away the tears from her eyes with the back of his hand.
"Master, if one day you no longer dote on Lanqin, will you abandon our children?" Lanqin's emotions remained in her dream.
Fourth Master looked at Lanqin and felt a little surprised. Wasn't the favor he gave Lanqin enough to completely eliminate her fear of losing favor?
"No, I will never stop spoiling you!" Fourth Master pulled Lanqin up and held her in his arms to comfort her.
Lanqin lay prostrate on Fourth Master's shoulder, pondering the scene from her dream. She guessed that Anjia's words had made her somewhat uneasy.
"Did your mother say something to you?" Fourth Master frowned slightly and asked.
"It's nothing, she's just worried about my elder brother. Master, there's a group of people secretly trying to talk to Father Emperor about protecting the Crown Prince," Lanqin said.
"Let them do what they want. They don't need to go to the palace for a while. I'll accompany you to Changping for a short stay," the Fourth Prince said.
Lanqin had already wiped away her tears. Seeing Fourth Master's words, she nodded and asked, "When are we going?"
Fourth Master tapped her nose and said, "Let's wait a few more days, it has to be past the eighth day of the month!"
The Fourth Prince pulled Lanqin up, and they read together in the study for a while before having their meal. He then called a maid early to bring water for them to wash up before they finally got into bed. During the days he was in the palace, the Fourth Prince had been busy every day and had no time to do any physical work with Lanqin, so he had been holding back for several days.
When Lanqin saw Fourth Master leaning over her, she raised her hand and hugged his neck, even kissing his chin.
Seeing Lanqin actively seducing him, Fourth Master became even more excited, his thong bulging against his underwear. He moved to Lanqin's neck, nibbling at it inch by inch. Lanqin also felt a surge of heat throughout her body, and her legs involuntarily pulled together, wrapping around Fourth Master's waist.
The two bodies were pressed together in a very close position, and the temperature inside the gauze curtain immediately rose.
When Fourth Master entered, Lanqin couldn't help but groan, and the two began to move vigorously.
"Waaah, my lord, I feel so good!" Lanqin cried out as she reached the climax.
Fourth Master remained unmoved, continuing his subtle yet profound cultivation of Lanqin, as if trying to make up for what he had missed in the past few days.
After two rounds, Lanqin was as limp as a lump of mud, clinging to Fourth Master like an octopus. Fourth Master wanted to continue, but Lanqin had no energy left.
"Master!" Lanqin called out softly, wishing she could die like this and never wake up again.
"Qin'er, I hope you will always be as happy by my side as you are now. You are not allowed to shed tears or be sad!" Fourth Master said emotionally.
In her dream, Lanqin saw herself banished to the Cold Palace by the Fourth Prince, Qianlong sent to the Yuanmingyuan to be raised, and her two daughters taken away by others. The dream seemed so real that Lanqin cried uncontrollably. If such a day were to truly come, Lanqin asked herself, could she hold on until the end and wait for Qianlong to come and take her back, or would she never see that day and die in the Cold Palace?
"My lord, if one day you come to dislike me, could you please not take my daughters away?" Lanqin said, holding back her tears.
Fourth Master frowned as he looked at Lanqin, noticing how serious she seemed. He couldn't resist kissing her fiercely, capturing her lips and desperately sucking the sweetness from her mouth.
"I told you, I will never despise you. Never." Fourth Master looked up and stared into Lanqin's eyes.
"I was just saying if, what if that day ever comes?" Lanqin saw the determination in the Fourth Prince's eyes and felt much more at ease.
"There are no ifs." Fourth Master bit Lanqin's neck hard as a form of punishment, seemingly furious that Lanqin would say such a thing.
Lanqin said emotionally, "My lord, if that day ever comes, then I will return as I came."
Fourth Master gave Lanqin a light, sharp bite on the shoulder, which made her tears well up. She thought to herself, "Is this man a dog?"
"You're not allowed to leave, you can't go anywhere. I'm going to leave a mark on you, so that no matter where you go, I can find you." Fourth Master said this as he looked up, and then took another bite.
"Ouch~~" Lanqin couldn't stand Fourth Master's strange habit any longer, and angrily pounded his chest.
The two cuddled and cuddled for a while longer before succumbing to exhaustion and falling into a deep sleep, still embracing each other. In his dream, the Fourth Prince held Lanqin tightly, as if truly afraid of losing her. Lanqin, a light sleeper, woke up repeatedly, finding the Fourth Prince sleeping beside her. The dream's scene felt so real, filling her with dread. Lanqin began to recall historical accounts of the mystery surrounding Qianlong's birth. Many folk tales claimed Qianlong wasn't Yongzheng's biological son; others said his mother was born to an ugly palace maid from the Fourth Prince's estate. Why such legends existed? Lanqin began to wonder. Was she not Qianlong's biological mother? Had she been framed and made cannon fodder, and was Qianlong's real mother truly a person?
Confused, she touched the Fourth Prince's features, asking herself: So this is how deeply I love this man, that I simply cannot bear the thought of losing his favor. If that day truly comes, Lanqin would rather travel back in time and never see the Fourth Prince again.
With these thoughts in mind, Lanqin drifted off to sleep again. Until one day later, Lanqin still remembered the dream she had that day.
The next day, before Lanqin could think further, the Eighth Prince's wife from next door really came to visit, ostensibly to wish the Fourth Prince and his wife a Happy New Year. Since only the Eighth Prince's wife came, and the Eighth Prince himself did not, only Lanqin received her.
Lanqin was surprised that the Eighth Prince's wife actually came. She had someone serve tea and snacks, while she herself dawdled in the bedroom for quite a while, making the Eighth Prince's wife sit there for ages before she finally saw her.
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