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Chapter 154 Tenderness and Iron Fist

The sun rose very quickly, and by the time Feng Yu arrived in front of Kunning Palace, the eastern sky was already glowing with endless rays of light.

Ulanala took Hua Rong's hand and walked down from the Feng Yu.

She glanced at Nian, looked around, and suddenly raised her chin slightly towards the corner door next to Kunning Palace. The servant next to her already understood.

When Nian saw Uranala entering the main hall surrounded by everyone, she just raised her hand coldly, pulled her hair around her ears, and wiped her face with the back of her hand. The yellow makeup on her face was immediately wiped away, revealing

Snow white and delicate skin comes.

Just as she was about to raise her feet, a eunuch who was a close servant of the queen had already stopped her and pointed at the door of the house next to her. He was not looking at Nian, but just looked at Zhuyu with a contemptuous smile on his face and pointed at it with a wink.

Jiaomen said, "Let's go there!"

The mood of summer is getting stronger, and the flowers in the courtyard in front of Kunning Palace have almost reached their peak bloom. They are full of colorful purples and reds, and dense green and green. Just where the flowers and trees are supporting the suspense, a small corner door is hidden behind the flower branches.

The so-called corner door is the small door for the servants in Kunning Palace to enter and exit. If some low-status external servants come to Kunning Palace, they are not qualified to go through the side door when leaving, and can only use the corner door.

Zhuyu supported Nian with both hands and whispered: "Master..."

Nian glanced at the corner door, stretched her neck towards the main hall, and said coldly: "The empress of the Qing Dynasty is so petty and mean, and she is not afraid of the Sixth Palace's jokes!"

The eunuch listened to her mouthing "I" and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

He stretched out his little finger to dig into his ear holes, and said to Nian with a crooked nose and squinting eyes: "Is it because the wind is too loud, or my ears are not working properly? Why do some people think that they are the empress of Yikun Palace when they hear the sound?

Woolen cloth!"

When he was in Prince Yong's Mansion, he followed the Uranala clan.

At that time, Nian Bei and Fujin were in the limelight, and there were times when they were at odds with Fujin. As a servant, he had received many looks from Concubine Nian, but now that he was saying these words, he felt extremely happy.

Zhuyu just lowered her head and supported Nian's elbow, pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.

Until Ulanara entered the Nuan Pavilion and sat down, he could still faintly hear the sound of Nian's yelling and cursing outside. Hua Rong didn't sound right, so he couldn't help but leaned over and frowned, and whispered: "Your Majesty, do you want me to go out..."

"No need." Ulanara took the bird's nest and wolfberry soup that the palace servants brought and slowly opened the lid. He saw six or seven bright red wolfberries floating in the snow-white bird's nest silk, contrasting with each other.

, it’s really beautiful.

Ulanara shook his head and blew the hot air slowly, and said leisurely: "Let her scream! This is my palace, what else can she do in her current situation? She is so crazy that she has no right to let her slaves laugh.

"

She lowered her head and took a sip of the bird's nest soup, then picked up a wolfberry with a golden spoon, looked at it intently, and suddenly turned the spoon over, crushing the wolfberry, and the snow-white seeds inside immediately fell into the soup.

Ulanara raised his eyebrows, his eyes were half ridiculed, half lonely: "This palace is just watching a ugly show. This Kunning Palace has always been dull, but now it is lively and joyful.

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Yangxin Hall, Yanxi Hall.

The imperial doctors reported to the emperor that Ji Guiren's injury was indeed fine. They kowtowed and stood up. Then they huddled together and went to one side to discuss and prescribe the medicine.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yin nodded to Su Peisheng.

Su Peisheng understood, turned around and walked out.

He waved his hand, and outside the door, the eunuchs serving the emperor in court attire had been waiting for a long time. Since there were concubines inside, it was not convenient to go inside. They just held the emperor's court robes and crowns and waited at the door.

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Upon seeing this, the palace maids raised their hands obediently and lowered the curtains one by one to isolate the inside and outside sight.

Yin had not slept all night. When he stood up, he felt dizzy and exhausted.

He raised his hand and rubbed his brows, forcing himself to cheer up.

When he put down his hand again, he walked to Ji Ling's bedside, and Yin's face showed no trace of fatigue.

Ji Ling was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep all night long. The nerves at the wound were throbbing and painful all night long.

She could only close her eyes on the pillow and rest her mind. After finally making it to this point, she felt a little sleepy. On normal days, this would be the time when she would fall asleep in Jingyang Palace.

Just as he was about to close his eyes in a daze, Ji Ling heard a movement. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a bright yellow heroic figure approaching.

She immediately took out her uninjured arm from the quilt, raised her hand to him, raised her face and said, "Your Majesty!"

Yin frowned and scolded: "Don't move!"

After he finished speaking, he leaned over and stuffed Ji Ling's hand back into the thin quilt. He raised his hand and carefully pressed it against her forehead. When he saw that there was no fever, he felt much more at ease.

He touched her cheek and said in a deep voice: "Be good, I'll come and see you as soon as the court comes!"

Seeing Ji Ling buried under the quilt and nodding her head honestly, Yin couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing her first smile since last night.

But that little smile soon faded away. Yin thought of what the imperial doctor just said, "No matter how many precious medicinal materials are used, I'm afraid some scars will be left."

Although this scar is not on the face, women all love beauty, and adding a long, snake-like flaw on their arm for no reason is quite disturbing.

Think again about Lingling's table of rouge and gouache... Nine times out of ten, you can see her lying there playing with those beloved gadgets.

How she loves beauty!

Yin smiled bitterly, then called Qixi aside and gave a few instructions in a low voice.

Qixi was so frightened that she nodded her head like she was pounding garlic.

The emperor paused at his feet, then turned around and walked out of the curtain.

Every time he passed a curtain, someone from the palace rushed in front to open the curtain.

By the time he reached the outermost section, the emperor's face had returned to its usual coldness and indifference.

The serving eunuchs came up to serve him.

On the imperial crown, the top of the cinnabar treasure is as red as blood, the bottom is made of gold, and the top is also made of pure gold with hollow silk threads.

The golden dragons on each floor open their mouths upward, proudly ready to fly. The noble dragons are decorated with Eastern beads, which are extremely crystal clear and warm.

Another group of serving eunuchs brought snacks and milk tea waiting outside. Yinjun had no intention of taking any and walked out with his hands behind his back. Su Peisheng quickly gathered his energy to follow.



Sitting on the dragon throne, Yin Leng watched the ministers kneel and kowtow, but for no reason, he remembered the sentence he said last night, "He has a sinister nature and is ungrateful and forgets his roots."

A sneer flashed across his lips.

In the winter of the 61st year of Kangxi's reign, when the late emperor passed away and Yin ascended the throne, he knew very well that the most common description of him from the outside world was that he was "too harsh in governance."

He cursed fiercely in his heart: They are all a bunch of stupid people who only know how to talk and stir up trouble! Seeing how hard it is to shoulder the burden, you guys want to give it a try?

How can I not be strict and fierce? The corrupt government, the depleted treasury, the unwilling remnants, and the border wars that are about to start...

Which one is not a stall that needs to be cleaned up urgently?


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