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Chapter 485: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 18

Er Qing enjoyed all of this, as if she was born to be the ruler of this harem, and those who had bullied her and looked down on her would eventually be trampled under her feet, never to be able to stand up again!

In the imperial garden, peonies of various colors are in full bloom. The gorgeous flowers spread out like brocade, attracting bees and butterflies to linger.

Er Qing was wearing a pink palace dress with delicate peach blossoms embroidered on the hem. In the breeze, she looked like a dancing butterfly. She deliberately slowed down her pace, enjoying this rare leisure time and the envious looks of the palace people around her.

"Oh, isn't this Concubine Yue? I haven't seen you for a few days, and you look better and better. I guess it's because the Emperor is always favoring you, right?"

A sarcastic voice came, and Er Qing knew who it was without turning around. She turned around slowly, and saw Concubine Gao and Concubine Jia walking towards her one after the other, with hypocritical smiles on their faces.

Today, Concubine Gao was wearing a bright red palace dress and a golden phoenix hairpin on her head, which made her skin look as white as snow and bright and dazzling. However, her slender phoenix eyes were full of jealousy and resentment that could not be concealed.

"Your servant pays her respects to the Imperial Concubine." Er Qing bent her knees slightly, her tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"Get up." Concubine Gao waved her hand casually, but her eyes fell on the tray held by the maid behind Er Qing. "What is this?"

"Your Highness, this is the bird's nest with rock sugar that the Emperor gave to me. He said it is good for nourishing the body." Er Qing said calmly, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.

"The emperor is very considerate to you." Concubine Gao said with a forced smile, but her eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

"It's a pity that some people have beautiful looks but don't know how to cherish them, wasting the emperor's love in vain."

"Your Highness is right. Some people, relying on their noble birth, become arrogant and reckless. In the end, everything they do is in vain." Er Qing retorted without showing any weakness, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Concubine Gao's face froze. She hated it most when people mentioned her origin. Although she was in a high position and had great power, she could never compare to the queen, who came from a noble family. This was also an eternal pain in her heart.

"You!" Concubine Gao was furious and was about to explode, but was stopped by Concubine Jia. Concubine Jia smiled and spoke, her tone was gentle, but she was full of wit: "Sister Yue, you are joking. The Concubine has always been broad-minded, how could she care about these things with you? But in the harem, the most taboo is to be arrogant because of the favor, so you'd better be careful with your words and actions."

The two of them sang the same tune, just to give her a warning, to let her know who is the real master in this harem. Unfortunately, they made a wrong calculation, Er Qing is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others!

Er Qing sneered, her eyes moving with a bit of disdain: "What the Imperial Concubine and the Imperial Concubine taught me is what I will keep in mind. However, in this harem, the situation changes over time. Who can predict the glory of today and the desolation of tomorrow?"

Gao Guifei and Jiapin obviously didn't expect Erqing to be so sharp-tongued and were speechless for a moment. Erqing was secretly happy to see the two of them being humiliated, but she still kept a decent smile on her face.

She gently stroked the pearl hairpin on her temples and said nonchalantly, "My Lady Imperial Concubine, My Lady Jiapin, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave. The Emperor is waiting for me to go back and serve the dishes."

After saying that, Er Qing left with the palace maids, leaving Concubine Gao and Concubine Jia standing there angrily.

"This Erqing is getting more and more outrageous!" Concubine Gao said gritting her teeth, wishing she could tear the handkerchief in her hand into pieces.

Jiapin's eyes rolled, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Don't worry, your majesty, we have a long way to go."

At night, the Forbidden City is brightly lit and filled with singing and dancing.

In the Yangxin Palace, Emperor Qianlong was reviewing memorials with a focused expression. Er Qing, wearing a light gauze skirt, was grinding ink for him, her movements were gentle, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.

"Your Majesty, it's late, you should rest." Er Qing said softly, her voice sweet and pleasant.

Qianlong put down the red brush in his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Seeing this, Erqing immediately stepped forward and gently massaged his temples with her delicate hands.

"Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs, so he must also pay attention to his health." She said softly, her voice flowing like a spring, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Qianlong squinted his eyes comfortably, enjoying her service, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You still understand my thoughts best."

"Your Majesty, you are joking. I am only trying to do my little bit." Er Qing said with lowered eyebrows. Her tone was respectful, but there was a hint of pride in her heart.

She knew that she had gradually entered Qianlong's heart. In the past, she was just an unknown little maid, but now, she was Qianlong's favorite concubine. All this was the result of her careful planning.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night. Let me help you change your clothes." Er Qing said softly, unbuttoning Qianlong's dragon robe to reveal his strong chest.

Qianlong's eyes fell on her fair skin, his breathing gradually became rapid, he pulled her into his arms, bent his head and kissed her delicate and tempting red lips.

Er Qing responded to his kiss passionately, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck as if she wanted to merge herself into his body.

"Erqing..." Qianlong whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse and full of magnetism.

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing responded shyly, allowing him to pick her up and walk towards the dragon bed covered with gold cushions.

A night of spring, the tent is warm and fragrant.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the Hall of Mental Cultivation through the window lattice, Qianlong had already stood up and began to handle government affairs.

Er Qing lay lazily on the bed, covered with a golden silk quilt, with only her delicate and small chin exposed.

"Your Majesty, would you like to rest for a while?" she asked softly, with a hint of charm still in her voice.

"I still have many memorials to review, you go to sleep first." Qianlong said without raising his head, and kept reviewing the memorials with the red pen in his hand.

Seeing this, Er Qing stopped disturbing him, turned over and continued to sleep.

In Changchun Palace, Rongyin sat silently in front of the bronze mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, who was getting thinner and thinner, with bitterness in her heart. Her face, which used to be as smooth as jade, now had a few fine lines on it, and her once bright eyes had lost their former spirit.

"Empress, you haven't eaten much for a day. Please eat something. What if you fall ill?" Mingyu said, holding a bowl of bird's nest porridge, her tone full of worry.

Rong Yin shook her head and sighed softly: "I'm not hungry, please take these away."

"But……"