Qingyin had also heard a little about what had happened at Changqing Pavilion, but she didn't care. She looked at the beautiful, colorful peony that had appeared by the window the night before and fell into deep thought.
These flowers were sent by a kind-hearted man who didn't want to leave his name. Such rare and beautiful flowers are very hard to find.
The Qianqing Palace.
"A smile from her dream is enough to charm a hundred beauties, making all the ladies of the six palaces pale in comparison."
"Su Peisheng, you say that I have three thousand beauties, yet it has only been fifty years since I last saw the peerless beauty described by the ancestors? Am I a frog in a well?"
Upon hearing His Majesty's words, Su Peisheng dared not answer. He felt as if he had returned to that dreamlike scene, where that otherworldly beautiful face looked over with a slight smile, as if looking at the Emperor, yet also as if looking at him. He was as if bewitched. He should have told Consort Xi about this, but he still couldn't utter a word.
While Yongzheng was thinking about Qingyin, Prince Guo was also thinking about her. However, Yu Yin's pregnancy made him afraid to see Qingyin, so he could only stand in the direction of Qingyin's courtyard every day, thinking about her.
Qingyin watched the rare flowers that had appeared on the windowsill for several days in a row, as well as the several hidden figures in the yard, but she pretended not to see them and continued with her daily life as usual.
"Master, what's going on?" At first, Granny Ma thought it was a gift from the Prince and didn't think much of it. But after several days without any notification, Granny Ma realized something was wrong and looked at Qingyin with concern.
Qingyin comforted her, "It's alright. Just put these flowers in the other courtyard. Things will work themselves out. Just pretend you don't know anything about it."
"Yes, Master."
These days, little Yuanche has evolved from a baby who can roll over to a big baby who can crawl everywhere. The chubby little Yuanche, who smells like milk, loves to crawl towards his beautiful mother several times a day. Every time he successfully crawls, he gets a kiss from his beautiful mother, which makes him even more enthusiastic about this activity.
In the Imperial Study, the secret guards, as usual, informed Emperor Yongzheng in detail about all of Qingyin's daily affairs.
"Your Majesty, it seems that Prince Guo is planning to visit Miss Meng's room again. He has already prepared some jewelry and ornaments that he collected from the south."
"Ha, what good things could he possibly have? He wouldn't even appreciate the most precious jewels placed right in front of him. What a fool."
The following day, Qingyin received news that Prince Guo had been sent to the south on business and a large number of gifts from Xiaoyunzi.
"Greetings, Consort Xian. The Prince has been assigned by the Emperor and is temporarily staying in the palace. He will be going to the south for about a month. The Prince specially sent this gift through his servant. Please forgive him, Consort Xian."
Qingyin looked at the ingratiating Xiaoyunzi and smiled slightly: "You've gone to so much trouble, Father-in-law. Please thank His Highness for me."
After chatting for a while, Qingyin watched Xiaoyunzi's departing figure. It seemed the Emperor couldn't hold back any longer.
As night fell, Qingyin saw the uninvited old man. Seeing that familiar figure, Qingyin pretended to be scared and tried to run away, but the man grabbed her and hugged her.
His voice was tender and deliberately lowered, making it sound exceptionally sexy in the quiet environment: "It's me, Xian'er. You guessed it, didn't you? Xian'er is so smart, she must have guessed my identity from those flowers."
The moment Qingyin heard the voice, her body relaxed slightly, and her voice trembled a little: "Your Majesty, I am your brother's wife!"
"Xian'er has waited for him for so many years, only to be met with his coldness. Why be so persistent? What is it worth? Xian'er, Yunli is not worthy of your love. I know him. He is the most fickle of men. So many women have fallen for him, yet he gives no response. Xian'er, you are a pearl that has been tarnished. He does not know how to cherish you. I am willing."
Qingyin lowered her head, her long, raven-feather-like eyelashes trembling like fragile butterflies, revealing the uncertain thoughts of those below.
Yongzheng looked at the fragile Qingyin with her head down and his heart softened. After all, Xian'er was a well-bred young lady who had been carefully cultivated. He couldn't push her too hard on this matter. Anyway, he had plenty of time. A determined glint flashed in his deep eyes.
Qingyin asked softly, "Where are the people outside?"
Yongzheng knew she was worried about the servants outside. During this time, he had figured out Xian'er's temperament and knew that Qingyin was a kind and gentle person. He gently explained, "I had someone light some sleeping incense, and they are all asleep."
"Xian'er, I don't want to force you, but Yunli is not the right man for you. I'm leaving now. Think it over carefully."
Qingyin didn't speak until Yongzheng had walked far away. Only then did she raise her head. Her extremely beautiful face no longer showed any sadness or entanglement, but only a calm and amused expression.
Tsk, old men really know how to talk, especially high-ranking old men. Their words may seem innocuous on the surface, but they are all words that pierce the heart. If this were the original owner of this body, she might actually be moved.
In the imperial court, it was also noticed that the emperor's temper had worsened recently. If one was not careful, one would be scolded mercilessly. When the ministers discussed current affairs, they would think twice before speaking about matters, for fear of becoming the emperor's punching bag. At their age, they also cared about their reputation. Being scolded like a dog by the emperor at such an advanced age would be very embarrassing for them.
The Empress Dowager also learned from the complaints of the concubines that the Emperor had not chosen any concubines for a long time. She did not take it seriously, only assuming that Yinzhen was neglecting the harem because of court affairs. Her eldest son was not the type to be fond of women, and he only had a strong attachment to the former Empress Chun Yuan and Zhen Huan. He did not pay much attention to the other concubines. She did not find it strange, and instead reprimanded the complaining concubines.
However, it is indeed not good for the emperor to not favor his concubines for a long time, so she still needs to give him some advice.
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