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Chapter 531: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 64

She didn't continue, but the unfinished words were even more horrifying. Concubine Chun felt a chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her blood froze.

Er Qing straightened up and looked at the pale Concubine Chun, with a cold arc on her lips. She knew that she had successfully planted a seed of doubt in the heart of this proud concubine.

"I have something else to do today, so I won't chat with you two. Please do as you please!" Er Qing said and continued to arrange the matters concerning the Queen Mother's birthday.

Er Qing did not look back, leaving Concubine Chun and Concubine Gao with a gorgeous back view. She knew that today's beating was enough to make Concubine Chun unable to sleep or eat.

Gao Fei looked at Er Qing's receding back, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips. This Er Qing was becoming more and more interesting.

"Sister Chunfei, are you losing your temper now?" Concubine Gao put down her teacup and said slowly, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Concubine Chun took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the emotions surging in her heart, but she could not suppress the anger in her chest.

Concubine Chun didn't care about her fake face, she pointed at Concubine Gao's nose and cursed: "You are so shameless, Gao Jia! You still have the nerve to say that I can't keep my temper? Do you dare to say that you didn't come here today to laugh at me? Don't think that others don't know what you are thinking! You are a fence-sitter, you are not afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away!"

Concubine Gao was not annoyed. She slowly wiped the inconspicuous tea stains on her skirt with a handkerchief. After Concubine Chun's anger subsided a little, she slowly spoke with a hint of amusement in her tone: "What are you talking about, Concubine Chun? Why would I come to see you laugh? It's just that in this harem, every step is cautious. Now that you have lost your power, naturally someone will step on you. I can't help you."

Concubine Chun was so disgusted by Concubine Gao's hypocritical appearance that she almost vomited. She laughed in anger and said, "Concubine Gao, stop pretending to be sympathetic! Do you dare to say that you didn't come here with any intention of provoking others?"

Concubine Gao glanced at the furious Concubine Chun with contempt, as if she was looking at a clown.

She stood up gracefully and adjusted her luxurious shoulders. The hem of her skirt swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming peony, proud and arrogant.

"I don't have the time to engage in verbal disputes with you." Concubine Gao's tone was contemptuous, but every word was meaningful, as if she was reminding Concubine Chun that anyone could step on her now that she had lost power.

After that, Concubine Gao left with her maids in a grand manner, leaving Concubine Chun alone, shaking with anger, but unable to do anything.

After Concubine Gao left, Concubine Chun suppressed her anger and tried to calm herself down.

"Er Qing..." Concubine Chun whispered the name, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes. She would never sit still and wait for death, allowing Er Qing, a lowly maid, to ride on her head and bully her.

On the other hand, Er Qing had no idea that she had become a thorn in Concubine Chun's side. She was busy arranging matters for the Queen Mother's birthday.

"The Emperor has arrived--" the eunuch's shrill voice sounded outside the Cining Palace, and everyone knelt down hurriedly to salute.

Qianlong walked into the Cining Palace with a swift and graceful step, and immediately saw Erqing standing next to the empress dowager. She was wearing a light pink Manchu dress, which made her skin look like snow, pure and elegant, with a hint of heroism between her eyebrows, but it couldn't hide her gentle and lovely energy, making people want to get close to her.

"My dear, you look very beautiful in this outfit today." Qianlong walked to Erqing and said softly, with a barely perceptible hint of doting in his tone.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. I don't deserve it."

"You are just too modest." Qianlong smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of tenderness.

The Queen Mother watched all of this and nodded secretly in her heart.

The Queen Mother looked at the two of them kindly, her heart filled with relief. Er Qing had always served her wholeheartedly without complaint, and now she had arranged everything for the birthday in an orderly manner, which really relieved her of a lot of worries.

"Emperor, I'm tired. I want to go back to my bedroom to rest for a while." The empress dowager said, patting the back of Erqing's hand.

"Erqing, you should go back and accompany the emperor. It's time for me to take a rest."

"Yes, Queen Mother." Er Qing answered respectfully, watching the Queen Mother leave with the help of the palace maids.

"Qing'er, shall we go back?" Qianlong looked at Erqing tenderly, the doting in his eyes almost overflowing.

"it is good."

Qianlong was delighted to see that she was so well-behaved. He took her hand, interlocked their fingers, and walked towards Yongshou Palace together.

Along the way, the two talked and laughed, just like an ordinary loving couple.

As soon as she entered the palace, Er Qing felt her legs and feet go weak. She had been standing in the Cining Palace for most of the day and was extremely tired. She didn't care about any rules or etiquette. When she saw the wide and comfortable carved bed, she was like a tired little bird, diving into the soft clouds.

Qianlong looked at Erqing's totally ungraceful appearance and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

He walked to the bedside, gently pushed Er Qing's messy hair behind her ears, and said softly, "Look at you, you are exhausted, right? You didn't even say you would wait for me."

Er Qing turned over and nestled comfortably in the soft quilt, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone: "Your Majesty is very busy, how dare I trouble you to wait for so long?"

Qianlong gently pulled Erqing's hand over and held it in his palm, as if protecting a rare treasure. "Why are your hands so cold? Did you catch a cold after staying in the Cining Palace for too long today?"

Er Qing shook her head and leaned her head on Qianlong's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. She felt as if she had found support, and a warmth arose from the bottom of her heart.

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

Qianlong looked at her like a little bird, and felt even more affection in his heart. He bent down and kissed her forehead, saying softly, "Lie down and don't move. I'll give you a massage."

As he spoke, he took off Erqing's embroidered shoes, revealing a pair of white jade-like feet. Qianlong's big hands were warm and powerful, gently kneading Erqing's ankles, and the tingling feeling made her so comfortable that she couldn't help but hum softly.

Qianlong's fingers were long and strong, with a few calloused fingers, rubbing against Erqing's skin, bringing a tingling sensation. She couldn't help but moan softly, and her body trembled slightly.

Qianlong paused, looked up at her, with a hint of smile in his eyes: "Why, are you ticklish?"

Er Qing's cheeks flushed, and she said coquettishly: "The emperor always makes fun of me."

"How dare I make fun of my beloved concubine? I feel sorry for you." Qianlong said, lowering his head and gently kissing Erqing's ankle.

Er Qing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She seemed to be able to feel Qianlong's warm breath spraying on her skin, making her almost melt in his tenderness.