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Chapter 491: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 24

"Are you crazy?!" Qianlong's tone was filled with fear and disbelief. He pulled Er Qing into his arms forcefully, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood, never wanting to let her go.

"For such a small matter, you actually..."

"Small matter?" Er Qing laughed bitterly.

"In the eyes of the emperor, my dignity and feelings are just such a small matter?"

Qianlong was speechless for a moment. He looked at the stubborn woman in front of him with mixed feelings. He had never thought that Erqing, who was always gentle, could have such a resolute side.

He hugged Er Qing tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, and his tone was a little flustered and helpless: "I... I don't mean that, I just..."

"Just what?" Er Qing raised her head and looked directly into Qianlong's eyes. Those eyes that were once filled with admiration now only contained disappointment and coldness.

"You just think that I am ignorant and unreasonable?"

"No, it's not..." Qianlong felt a pain in his heart when he saw Erqing's eyes. He explained in a panic, but found that he couldn't find the right words. He never thought of hurting Erqing, but he made her sad again and again.

Qianlong's embrace was warm and powerful, like a fire in winter, instantly melting all the coldness in Erqing's heart. She leaned on Qianlong's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, feeling his slightly trembling breath due to panic, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"Qing'er, it's my fault, I was wrong..." Qianlong's voice was low and hoarse, as if it contained endless regret and self-blame.

"I shouldn't have ignored you, shouldn't have believed those rumors, and shouldn't have doubted your sincerity towards me."

"Your Majesty, I..." Er Qing wanted to say something, but Qianlong hugged her tightly, and his voice echoed in her ears.

"I know you have always been very good to me. I was confused and wronged you." Qianlong's hand gently stroked Erqing's hair, his tone full of guilt and pity.

"I shouldn't have been so cold and distant to you because of Fu Heng, and I shouldn't have been suspicious of you because of those groundless rumors.

"Your Majesty, please don't say anymore..." Er Qing's tears burst out again. She clutched Qianlong's clothes tightly, as if she had grabbed the last straw.

With such a tearful posture and such a pitiful expression, how could Qianlong say anything to blame her? He hugged Erqing in his arms with heartache and comforted her softly, "Qing'er, it's all my fault. I will never let you suffer any injustice again."

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing buried her head in Qianlong's chest, feeling his warm embrace, but her heart was cold.

She knew that Qianlong's words were just the emperor's pity, not true love. What she wanted was never these.

However, she had no choice.

Qianlong's embrace was warm and powerful, and his breath sprayed on Erqing's ears, with a hint of hoarseness after being moved. But all this warmth, in Erqing's eyes, was just a ridiculous performance. She lowered her head even lower, covering up the cold arc at the corner of her lips.

In her previous life, she was wholeheartedly in love with Fu Heng, but was played around by fate and ended up being poisoned to death by Wei Yingluo.

Now, she was reborn with the memory of her past life, and she took every step carefully, and finally came to Qianlong's side. What she wanted was not only the emperor's favor, but also to firmly control everything in the harem in her own hands, and let those who had bullied her pay a painful price!

Qianlong's sweet words and gentle touch were like scratching an itch through a shoe to Er Qing, and could not stir up any waves in her heart. She knew the hypocrisy of the emperor's love. In her last life, she mistook pity for love and ended up with a tragic death. In this life, she would never repeat the same mistake again.

"Qing'er, can I make you my concubine? No! I want you to be my imperial concubine! From now on, you will be the most honorable woman in this harem except for the queen. As for the title... I will give you the character 'Li', which means 'a perfect match made in heaven'. I hope that you and I can be like this title, living in harmony and growing old together." Qianlong said excitedly, as if he wanted to present the best things in the world to Erqing.

He pulled her up and held her hand tightly, his eyes sparkling with genuine affection, or rather, it was the "genuineness" that Er Qing needed at the moment.

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyelids, covering up the coldness in her eyes. She gently broke free from Qianlong's hand, took a step back, knelt down, and her voice trembled a little.

"I thank the emperor for his grace, but... I really can't bear the position of imperial concubine."

When Qianlong heard this, his heart softened.

He quickly helped Er Qing up and held her in his arms lovingly: "Silly girl, in my heart, you deserve the best in this world."

Er Qing leaned against Qianlong's chest, a barely perceptible sneer on her lips. Where is the sincerity in this harem?

It's just a show for the sake of power and status.

"Your Majesty, I just want to know, do you really love me, or are you trying to make up for what happened before... because of what happened with Lord Fu Heng..." Er Qing's voice was as thin as a mosquito, with a barely perceptible tremor, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

Qianlong felt a pain in his heart. He held Erqing's hand even tighter and stared at her with burning eyes, as if he wanted to suck her in completely.

"Qing'er, what are you talking about! Don't you understand my feelings for you? I said I would give you the best in the world, and I will definitely do it!"

"But..." Er Qing bit her lip, hesitant to speak, her big watery eyes filled with grievance and uneasiness.

"No buts!" Qianlong interrupted her domineeringly: "My intentions are evident to all! From now on, you are my most beloved woman, and no one can surpass you!"

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing couldn't hold back her tears anymore and fell into Qianlong's arms, letting him hold her tightly.

Qianlong gently stroked her hair, his heart full of pity.

"Qing'er, don't cry. It hurts me to see you like this. Don't worry, I will compensate you well." Qianlong wiped her tears gently, with a hint of pampering in his tone.

Er Qing raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes, but her heart was cold. Compensation? What she wanted was never compensation!

But she couldn't show it. She had to pretend to be moved to tears to make Qianlong believe that she truly loved him.

Qianlong was so aroused by Erqing's pitiful appearance that he couldn't wait to kiss away the tears on her face and warm her with his body temperature.