Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Jia Ling's Double Rebirth, Creates a Great Success

Tian Yuner's steam engine underwent two more improvements and was initially used on ships, which greatly accelerated the speed of overseas exports.

The Qing Dynasty exchanged the silk, tea and porcelain that Europeans coveted for various precision instruments, which were applied to production in all walks of life.

Tian Yuner is now the legitimate Princess Yun, and still lives in the Yanx Palace with Hai Lan.

Hai Lan loved Tian Yun'er so much that she used the west side hall as her research base and the east side hall as her bedroom.

The emperor remembered Tian Yuner's contribution and assigned two palace maids to serve her in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, namely Mingyue and Caixia.

Yikun Palace,

The palm wounds and burns in Ruyi's mouth, coupled with the ruthless bullying by Wang Fuzhi, forced her to stay in the palace for several months.

In addition, Fucha Langya did not like Ruyi causing trouble, so she exempted her from paying respects for three months, so the harem enjoyed a period of peace and tranquility again.

These days, the emperor came to Yikun Palace to see Wang Fuzhi every two days. For a time, the emperor's favor was evenly shared among Concubine Ling, Concubine Yu, and Concubine Dun in the palace.

Every time the emperor came to Yiku Palace, he always praised the delicious chicken soup in the kitchen.

Wang Fuzhi was gentle and considerate, whispering softly in the emperor's ear,

"As long as Your Majesty likes it, I will personally cook it every day, but..."

The emperor asked curiously, "Just what?"

Wang Fuzhi shook her head and leaned against the emperor's chest. "It's just that I cared for Concubine Xian before and brought her chicken soup. I didn't expect Concubine Xian to call me vicious."

The emperor frowned. He hadn't thought about Ruyi for a long time.

Even though she and Fuzhi lived under the same roof, the door of the side hall was always ajar, and no one knew what Ruyi was doing.

"Fuzhi, you have suffered. I will warn Ruyi to be respectful to you. Even if the queen exempts her from the morning and evening visits, she must come to pay her respects to you on time every day."

The next day, the emperor came out of the main hall looking refreshed, took two steps, then stepped back and walked leisurely towards the side hall.

Dongmei, who was guarding the door, was about to fall asleep. Concubine Xian did not trust her because she refused to change her name and refused to let her in to serve.

The snoring Dongmei opened her eyes, and a pair of black boots with dragon patterns appeared in front of her. Even if she was stupid, she knew that this must be the emperor.

Dongmei got up quickly, went to meet the emperor, and pushed open the side hall door with a creak.

"My Lord, the Emperor is here."

The emperor frowned, his head aching from the unpleasant musty smell in the side hall.

He looked around and saw Ruyi kneeling in front of the Buddha on the incense table. She looked even older in her dark blue Manchu dress.

Seeing the emperor coming, Ruyi knelt down, turned her head away, and bowed slightly.

The emperor was annoyed when he saw Ruyi's half-dead appearance, and he didn't want to go in. He just said at the door:

"Don't think that wearing the clothes of a concubine really increases your seniority. As a noble, you still have to go to the main hall to pay your respects."

Ruyi turned around angrily and glared at the emperor, the scabs in her mouth were pulled painfully.

"Your Majesty has not come to my place for five years. Did you come here just for Wang Fuzhi?"

The emperor thought to himself, as expected, happy days always pass so quickly, they haven't come for five years.

The emperor decided not to embarrass himself and would go find the Eyin Pearl to play with later.

He only said, "As for you, go and pay your respects to Concubine Dun every day, and after you come back, continue to chant the Buddha's name honestly and live a good life in your old age. That's not bad either."

After saying that, he strode out without looking back.

In the dim light, Ruyi looked up at the Buddha on the table, whose compassion for the world was so great that it tempted her to truly submit.

The next time everyone saw Ruyi was at a banquet celebrating the complete return of the entire Junggar region and the vast lands south and north of the Tianshan Mountains to the Qing Dynasty.

Many years later, when everyone recalled this banquet, they realized belatedly:

"The emperor's absurdity did not begin at this banquet. He has always been absurd. It's just that all the concubines have seen through him."

Zhao Hui proudly stated that the Han tribe, which was defeated in the end, sent the most beautiful women in their tribe to express their sincerity and willingness to maintain eternal peace with the Qing Dynasty.

The emperor obtained the empress dowager's consent with his eyes, and said with a smile that there was no woman from the Han tribe in his harem, and this was just the right place to fill the vacancy.

The emperor stared at the pearl curtain with his phoenix eyes, which were pressed shut by wrinkles. This was the trophy he gained from regaining Xinjiang, and he wanted to appreciate it.

Behind the tassel curtain, Han Xiangjian, dressed in a beige long dress, came slowly. She wore a silver pearl crown on her head, her body was adorned with pearl flowers, and even her face was covered with a pearl veil.

E Yinzhu blinked her eyes and asked Lu Muping, "Sister Qingpin, is this really the princess from the Han tribe of Tianshan Mountain, not the clam spirit from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea? Why is she covered in pearls?"

Lu Muping also shook her head. How many clams and mussels would be needed to nourish so many pearls? I guess she could fill a whole pot of spicy stir-fried fat clams.

The emperor stared at the figure that was isolated from the world and seemed about to ascend to heaven, and a raging fire burned in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and he said softly, "Take off your veil and let me take a good look."

Upon hearing this, Han Xiang, who was sitting below, neither bowed nor performed any greeting. Instead, she raised her slender and light hands and gently pulled open the pearl curtain that covered her face.

Everyone took a deep breath. Those were a pair of ice-cold eyes, but they were like a jar of the hottest liquor, making people intoxicated.

The girl was as white as a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, coming out of the mortal world, spotless and spotless.

Even if she were to live her life over again, Yan Wan would have to admit that Han Xiangjian was indeed extremely beautiful.

The emperor's gaze also shows that Han Xiangjian will definitely enter the harem in the future.

Ruyi, sitting in the seat, clenched her fists tightly. Why had she never seen the emperor look so infatuated before?

The Han tribe's envoy introduced: "Your Majesty, on behalf of the Han tribe, I would like to ask for your forgiveness. Please do not vent your anger on the Han people who are longing for peace. The Han tribe voluntarily offers incense to the princess and enters the palace to accompany you. I hope this woman will dance to show her intention to make peace with the Qing Dynasty."

The emperor was obsessed with Han Xiangjian's beauty and asked infatuatedly, "Can you dance?"

Han Xiangjian looked around and saw that there were only some fawning women here. She disdained to associate with these people, so she said coldly:

"Yes. My fiancé Han Qi loves my dancing style the most, so he invited various dance masters to teach me. On the grassland, he often plays the mouth harp while I dance."