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Chapter 537: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 70

Concubine Gao glanced at the maid beside her, and said with a bit of self-mockery in her tone: "The emperor's eyes and heart are all about Er Qing now, why should I make myself unhappy and rush to suffer the loss?"

"Your Majesty is right. The Emperor is now completely bewitched by Na Erqing. How can he even look at anyone else?" The palace maid agreed flatteringly, not forgetting to secretly observe Concubine Gao's expression.

Concubine Gao snorted softly, and reached out to touch her smooth cheek, with a ruthless look in her eyes: "I am not that fool that Concubine Chun, who only knows how to be clever, and in the end, she will only shoot herself in the foot, right?"

"Your Majesty is wise. This time, Concubine Chun has lost more than she gained. The Emperor hates concubines playing tricks on him the most, but she chose to walk into the edge of the knife." The palace maid smiled with her hands covering her mouth, her tone full of sarcasm.

Concubine Chun was under house arrest, and the fetus in her belly was growing, so she could only worry.

If she doesn't have another chance to sleep with him, the child won't be able to be hidden when he grows up. Then, not only will she and the child be implicated, but even the Su family will be implicated.

And Fu Heng, he doesn't even know that she is pregnant with his child.

Concubine Chun gently stroked her flat belly, feeling a chill in her heart. The days of house arrest seemed endless, and she was surrounded by endless silence and worry every day. This child came at the wrong time, but he was her last hope.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the child will be fine." The personal maid held a bowl of bird's nest porridge and comforted her softly.

Concubine Chun gave a bitter smile, took the bowl of porridge, but had no taste for it.

"How can I not worry? The older the child gets, the harder it will be to hide. If the Emperor finds out..."

She didn't say anything else, but the little maid understood what she meant.

The emperor hates deception the most. If he knew that the child was Fu Heng's, the consequences would be disastrous.

"My queen, how about you try to tell Master Fu Heng? Maybe he will have a solution?"

Concubine Chun shook her head, a hint of bitterness flashing in her eyes.

"Tell him? What can I do if I tell him? Do I want him to see me in my current state, neither human nor ghost, and be ridiculed by his beloved Er Qing?" Concubine Chun smiled bitterly, with a hint of self-mockery in her desolate tone, but more of it was hatred that could not be concealed.

The little maid was so scared that she fell to her knees, trembling and afraid to speak. In recent days, Concubine Chun's temper has become more and more strange. She often beats and scolds the servants, and even her personal maid is often punished.

Thinking back to the past, Concubine Chun was so gentle and virtuous, but now she has been forced into such a situation by Na Erqing, how hateful!

"Your Majesty, please calm down. I deserve to die. I shouldn't have mentioned Lord Fuheng and made Your Majesty sad." The little palace maid begged for mercy in a low voice, fearing that she would accidentally anger Concubine Chun.

Concubine Chun took a deep breath and tried to calm her agitated emotions. She knew how ugly she looked now, but all this was caused by Er Qing!

"Forget it, get up. It has nothing to do with you." Concubine Chun waved her hand tiredly, signaling the little palace maid to get up.

"Yes, thank you for your grace, Your Majesty." The little palace maid felt as if she had been pardoned. She quickly got up, stepped aside, stood with her head lowered, and dared not speak nonsense anymore.

Concubine Chun's gaze fell on the blooming peony outside the window. The gorgeous flowers looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight, just like Er Qing's smug face, always swaying in front of her eyes, reminding her of her current desolation and humiliation.

"Why? Why can Er Qing get everything while I have to endure all this pain?!" Concubine Chun clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deeply into the flesh, but she did not feel any pain. Only endless hatred spread in her heart.

She was unwilling to accept this, she was unwilling to lose to Er Qing like this! She wanted revenge, she wanted Er Qing to pay the price, she wanted that bitch to be disgraced and live a life worse than death!

……

The bright sunshine shines through the carved window lattices and falls on the exquisite Persian carpet. A snow-white Persian cat curls up lazily, enjoying the tranquility of the afternoon.

Not far away, there were two cute babies lying in the cradle. They were Er Qing’s child.

Er Qing was wearing a light pink cheongsam embroidered with hibiscus flowers, which made her skin look smooth and her features look like paintings. At this moment, she was holding a rattle and teasing the baby in the cradle.

"Look what this is? Is it fun?" Er Qing's voice was as gentle as water, and her eyes and eyebrows were filled with the tenderness of a mother.

The two children seemed to understand what she said. They waved their chubby little hands and giggled. Their clear laughter was as sweet as silver bells, which dispelled the dullness in the room and made Er Qing feel happier.

Before Qianlong entered the main hall of Yongshou Palace, he heard a clear sound of children's laughter. He slowed down his pace, and a gentle smile appeared unconsciously on the corners of his mouth. Walking around the carved wooden screen, he saw Er Qing, wearing a pink Manchu dress, sitting diagonally on the Luohan bed, holding a rattle in her hand and gently shaking it.

In the cradle, a pair of children were babbling and waving their little hands, their chubby little faces full of innocent smiles.

"Qing'er, are you in a good mood today?" Qianlong walked over to Erqing and sat down, reaching out and gently pinching her fair cheek.

Er Qing slapped his hand away coquettishly, her eyes flickering with shyness: "Your Majesty, why didn't you let someone know? What if I scare your Majesty with my appearance?"

"I find your beloved concubine's motherly look very touching." Qianlong said, turning his gaze to the child in the cradle.

"These two little guys are growing up so fast. They have grown so big in the blink of an eye."

"Your Majesty, are you saying that I'm old?" Er Qing pouted in pretended displeasure.

"My beloved concubine is joking. What I mean is that the child is growing up day by day, but my beloved concubine is still young and beautiful. It shows that God has blessed you and given you all the good things." Qianlong smiled and took Er Qing into his arms, lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

Er Qing leaned on Qianlong's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, a happy smile on her lips.

"I heard that the Emperor has confined Concubine Chun again?"

Er Qing asked this question seemingly unintentionally, but she secretly observed Qianlong's expression from the corner of her eyes. Qianlong stroked her hand and said, "My beloved concubine is well-informed. There is nothing hidden in this palace."

Er Qing leaned on Qianlong's shoulder coquettishly: "Your Majesty, you are joking. How can I know about the affairs of the harem if Your Majesty doesn't come to ask me? Your Majesty, you have confined Concubine Chun, why don't you come to talk to me about it? Are you afraid that I will be suspicious?"

Qianlong held her hand tightly, as if to prove something: "How can I be afraid of your suspicion? It's just her..."

He paused, as if he was choosing his words: "She has been acting more and more without measure in recent days. As the emperor, I must teach her a lesson."