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Chapter 471: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 4

Li Yu understood that the emperor was possessed by a nightmare.

He quickly shouted loudly: "Go to Changchun Palace--"

In the Changchun Palace, Empress Fucha Rongyin was tending to flowers and plants. Suddenly she heard that the Emperor had arrived and she hurriedly stood up to greet him.

"I, my concubine, see you, Your Majesty. May Your Majesty be blessed with peace and prosperity."

"Queen, please get up quickly." Qianlong helped Rongyin up, his eyes lingering on her face for a moment, with a hint of imperceptible complexity.

Rongyin was wearing a plain and elegant Manchu dress today, without any fancy jewelry, which made her look more elegant, dignified and virtuous.

As Qianlong looked at her, he couldn't help but think of Erqing's beautiful face in his dream and her exciting passion.

"Your Majesty, how come you have time to come to my palace today?" Rong Yin felt a little uneasy when she saw Qianlong staring at her but his eyes seemed to be unfocused.

"I, I..." Qianlong was about to speak, but didn't know how to start.

Should I tell her that I dreamed of her maid and had a dream that was difficult to tell?

"Is there anything on your mind, Your Majesty?"

Rong Yin asked gently, "If there is anything, Your Majesty, please tell me. I am willing to share your worries."

Qianlong looked at her gentle eyes and the heat in his heart gradually subsided.

Yes, he is the Son of Heaven, the supreme ruler. How could he be disturbed by a dream?

What's more, Rongyin is his queen, his legally married wife, and the person he respects and loves.

"Nothing, I'm just busy with government affairs today, so I wanted to come to the Queen's place to relax." Qianlong held Rong Yin's hand, and his tone returned to his usual gentleness.

Rong Yin was relieved to see that he looked normal, and said softly, "Your Majesty is very busy, and you must also pay attention to your health. I have asked someone to prepare your favorite Biluochun drink, would you like to try it and see if it suits your taste?"

Qianlong nodded and sat down at the table with Rongyin.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, shining on Rongyin, as if she had been coated with a layer of golden light, making her look even more holy, noble and inviolable.

The romantic thoughts in Qianlong's mind disappeared completely under the golden light.

Er Qing had no idea what Qianlong was thinking.

At this moment, she was lowering her head, picking flower petals attentively in the imperial garden.

The sun shone through the branches, casting mottled shadows on her fair face. She was graceful, and her skirt swayed gently in the breeze, like a dancing butterfly.

Qianlong watched from afar, feeling a little dazed.

The Er Qing in my dream was passionate, bold and unrestrained; but the her in front of me was so quiet and gentle, like a flower that was ignorant of the world and could speak eloquently.

"What are you doing?"

Qianlong's voice suddenly sounded behind her. Er Qing was startled and almost dropped the flower basket in her hand.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

She knelt down hurriedly and saluted, her cheeks flushed slightly due to nervousness.

"Your servant, I am just picking some flower petals to make some sachets to repel mosquitoes for the queen."

Qianlong's eyes fell on the flower basket in her hand, which was filled with red petals, gorgeous and exuding a rich fragrance.

"What kind of flower is this?" he asked, pointing at the basket.

Er Qing whispered softly, "Your Majesty, this is the Red Luan Star. I heard that it can bring good luck, so I thought of picking some to pray for the Queen. May the Queen and the Emperor have a love that is stronger than gold and a hundred years of affection."

Qianlong was moved when he heard this. Red Luan Star? He looked at the shy Er Qing in front of him, and the bold and passionate scene in his dream emerged in his mind.

"Really? Then I also hope that this Red Luan Star can bring good luck to the Queen." Qianlong's gaze fell on Er Qing's fair neck, where there was a small black mole, which looked like a black pearl in the sun, emitting an alluring luster.

He stretched out his hand as if possessed, wanting to touch the mole, but the moment his fingertips were about to touch her skin, he suddenly pulled his hand back.

"Your Majesty?" Er Qing seemed to have noticed something, raised her head in confusion, and met Qianlong's deep gaze.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.

Qianlong's eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, unable to move away from Erqing's face. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the inexplicable emotion in his heart became stronger and stronger.

This was a feeling he had never experienced before, strange but addictive. Rong Yin's gentleness and virtue were like a cup of warm water, while Er Qing in front of him was like a burning flame, burning in his heart.

"emperor?

Er Qing was uneasy when she saw that Qianlong had not responded. She asked cautiously, "Did I say something wrong?"

Qianlong came back to his senses, coughed lightly as if to cover up, and said calmly: "No, you did a good job. The queen is weak and does need more attention."

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a red star from the flower basket in Er Qing's hand, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

The rich floral scent seemed to be mixed with a hint of Er Qing's body fragrance, which made him distracted and unable to control himself.

"This flower is indeed fragrant." Qianlong's voice was low and hoarse, as if carrying some kind of hint.

Er Qing's cheeks turned even redder. She lowered her head, not daring to look into Qianlong's eyes.

“If Your Majesty likes it, I will pick some and send them to the Yangxin Palace often in the future.” Er Qing’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s, but it was loud enough for Qianlong to hear clearly.

"Okay." Qianlong agreed readily, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Qianlong's breathing quickened slightly. He had never thought that this little Red Luan Star could make him so excited.

Er Qing lowered her head, her long eyelashes hiding the emotions in her eyes. Only her red earlobes revealed her nervousness and shyness at the moment.

"Raise your head." Qianlong's voice was low and magnetic, with an irresistible majesty.

Er Qing slowly raised her head, her eyes timidly falling on Qianlong's dragon robe, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Look at me." Qianlong's tone became a little tougher. He wanted to see whether this little palace maid was truly innocent or was playing hard to get.

Er Qing had no choice but to look at Qianlong, but the moment she met his eyes that were as deep as the night sky, it was as if an electric current passed through her whole body, making her tremble slightly.

Qianlong's eyes were too scorching, as if he wanted to see through her, leaving her nowhere to hide. She tried to avoid his gaze in panic, but Qianlong grabbed her chin.

"What are you afraid of?" Qianlong's fingers gently stroked Erqing's chin, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"Will I eat you?"

Er Qing's heart beat so hard that it vibrated her chest like a drum. Qianlong's eyes were so hot that they seemed to burn her whole body.

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing's voice was as thin as a thread, with a barely perceptible tremor. She wanted to avoid it, but she was powerless to resist.