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Chapter 520: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 53

"Your Majesty, have a safe journey. In your next life, please don't be a queen anymore." Er Qing looked at the bright sunshine without any sadness in her heart, only feeling relieved.

In this deep palace, the position of the queen, which seems to be extremely noble, actually imprisons the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of so many people, turning them into puppets, and ultimately ending up with their death.

"Qing'er, let's go." Qianlong came out and helped Erqing leave...

It was a warm spring day, and the flowers in the imperial garden were in full bloom, a riot of colour.

Er Qing, who was six months pregnant, was supported by Qianlong and walked slowly on the cobblestone path. She was wearing a light pink Manchu dress today, which made her skin look like jade. Although her waist was a little plump due to pregnancy, it made her look more elegant and noble.

"My beloved concubine looks good today. I believe the prince in your belly should be lively and active." Qianlong looked down at Er Qing, his eyes full of doting.

Er Qing gently stroked her bulging belly, a gentle smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, then sat down in a pavilion. The palace maids served them tea and cakes, then quietly stepped aside to wait.

As they were chatting and laughing, a fragrant breeze blew over. Qianlong and Erqing looked up and saw Concubine Chun, dressed in a lavender Manchu dress, walking towards them, followed by several palace maids holding various exquisite snacks in their hands.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, and to the Imperial Concubine. May the Emperor be blessed with good health and long life." Concubine Chun bowed gracefully, her tone gentle, as warm as the spring breeze blowing over the willows.

"Princess Chun, please excuse me. Why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, I made some cakes myself, thinking that Your Majesty might like the Imperial Concubine." Concubine Chun said, and signaled the palace maid behind her to present the snacks.

"You are thoughtful." Qianlong nodded, and then looked at Erqing beside him: "My beloved, what do you think?"

Er Qing looked at the cakes in front of her, sneered in her heart, but remained calm on her face, saying lightly: "Sister Chun Fei is really clever and skillful. These cakes are so exquisitely made that I can't bear to eat them."

"As long as my sister likes it." Concubine Chun smiled softly with her hands covering her lips.

Er Qing looked at Concubine Chun calmly, thinking to herself. Concubine Chun had always been low-key, living in seclusion, devoting herself to worshipping Buddha, and almost not caring about worldly affairs.

Why is he suddenly so abnormal today and taking the initiative to please me and the emperor?

Is he speaking up for the Queen? This shouldn't be the case...

After her death in her previous life, she knew the truth of everything. She knew that Concubine Chun was also the mastermind behind the death of Fu Cha Rongyin in her previous life.

If it's not the Queen, then...

Fuheng.

Tch, I thought there was something new. I don’t know why so many women are thinking about him one after another. It was the same for me in my previous life. But now that I think about it, Fu Heng... isn’t that good.

Yes, and there is Fu Heng. Although Wei Yingluo is dead, she does not intend to let him go.

She didn't intend to take his life. She owed the Queen a life in her previous life, and Fu Heng was her younger brother.

She didn't have to let him die, but she couldn't let him live so recklessly. At least, she had to give him some trouble.

Don't say she is vicious, because she is not a good person!

"What are you thinking about, sister? Do you think this pastry is not to your liking?" Seeing Er Qing staring at the pastry in a daze, Concubine Chun asked softly.

"No, it's just that I'm a new mother and my appetite is a bit picky." Er Qing came back to her senses, smiled faintly, picked up a piece of cake and took a bite, and praised: "Mm, sweet and soft, melts in the mouth, sister's cooking skills are really getting more and more exquisite."

"As long as my sister likes it."

Qianlong picked up a piece of almond tofu nonchalantly. This pastry was small and delicate, like a work of art. He took a bite and it melted in his mouth. It was sweet but not greasy. It was really good.

"Well, it tastes good, but..." Qianlong deliberately prolonged the last syllable, his eyes swept across Concubine Chun, but finally fell on Erqing, with a bit of teasing.

"It's still a little bit inferior to what Qing'er made herself."

Hearing this, Er Qing smiled softly with her hands covering her lips, her eyes moving around with all her charm.

"Your Majesty, you are joking. I don't have any cooking skills. These are just some home-cooked dishes. It's Concubine Chun who took the trouble."

As Erqing expected, Qianlong's gaze never lingered on Concubine Chun for a moment. He looked at Erqing tenderly, as if the spring scenery of the entire imperial garden could not compare to the smile in the corner of her eyes.

He reached out and gently stroked Erqing's cheek, saying softly, "Qing'er, what are you thinking about? Don't worry, in this harem, you are the only one who is the real treasure in my heart."

The smile on Concubine Chun's face froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered and said with a sweet smile, "Your Majesty really loves you, the Imperial Concubine, and I can't help but feel envious."

"Of course!" Qianlong raised his eyebrows, with a bit of complacency in his tone: "Qing'er is someone who shares my thoughts and feelings. Naturally, no one else can compare to her."

Qianlong seemed to be very pleased with what he said, and the smile on his face deepened. He held Erqing's hand and gently stroked it, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to drip water: "Concubine Chun is sensible, unlike some people who only know how to be jealous and make trouble all day long, making the harem chaotic."

Qianlong's words made Concubine Chun's heart skip a beat, but she remained calm on the surface, only lowering her eyelids slightly to cover up the panic that flashed across her eyes. Indeed, she came here today on purpose, not to send cakes, but to find out the truth.

"Your Majesty, I'm sleepy~"

Qianlong almost half-carried Erqing as he left, not caring at all about Concubine Chun's increasingly ugly expression behind him.

In the sunlight, the corners of Qianlong's bright yellow clothes fluttered like a flapping butterfly, and the woman in his arms was delicate and lovely, with picturesque eyes and eyebrows, which was the most beautiful scenery in his heart at this moment.

"Your Majesty, please go slower. I can walk by myself..." Er Qing said coquettishly, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze blowing through the willow branches, with a hint of shyness and sweetness.

Qianlong was not willing to let go, but hugged her even tighter, his tone was a bit domineering and doting: "I just want to carry you away, who told you that you are my sweetheart?"

After saying that, Qianlong lowered his head and kissed Erqing lightly on the forehead, causing Erqing to giggle. The laughter was as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the imperial garden for a long time.

Behind them, Concubine Chun looked at the two people's receding backs, her nails digging deeply into her palms, almost breaking the fine sandalwood inlaid armor.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing this, the maid Yu Hu beside her couldn't help but feel worried.

"Are you okay?"

Concubine Chun took a deep breath, hiding all the resentment and unwillingness in her eyes, and put a decent smile on her face again. However, this smile seemed a bit stiff no matter how you looked at it.

"What can I do for you? Let's go back to Zhongcui Palace."

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