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Chapter 543: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing (End)

Qianlong smiled with satisfaction, feeling secretly proud in his heart. He knew that among all the women in the harem, no one was more suitable to be the queen than Bierqing. She was smart, decisive, and ruthless, which were all necessary qualities for a queen.

Early the next morning, golden sunlight filled the Forbidden City, and the eunuch's shrill voice echoed throughout the palace, reading out the emperor's decree.

"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims: Imperial Noble Consort Xitala is virtuous, diligent, gentle, kind, and well-behaved. She is well-known for her virtues and has won my heart. I decree that she will be the Empress. I hope you will remain humble as before, lead the six palaces, and be a model for the whole country. I decree this!"

As soon as the news came out, the harem was like a huge rock dropped, and it immediately exploded. The concubines who had been enemies with Er Qing were now pale, and they never thought that Er Qing, who seemed to pose no threat at the beginning, could actually rise to the top and become the master of the harem.

The cold palace, once a symbol of glory, now exudes an air of decay and despair. The dilapidated courtyard, the deserted yard, even the sunlight is reluctant to shine, as if it is a forgotten corner of the world.

Su, the former Concubine Pure, is now haggard, like a candle in the wind, huddled in a corner.

Er Qing... Er Qing! That bitch actually became the queen?!

She struggled to get up, but fell back weakly. A mouthful of blood suddenly rushed up her throat, staining the corners of her mouth red.

"Cough cough..." Su covered her chest in pain. Despair and resentment gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake.

She was unwilling to accept this! Why? Why should she rot in this dark cold palace while Er Qing, that bitch, could rise to the top and become the master of the harem? !

Su's mind replayed the past events, the humiliation, the resentment, the unwillingness, which flashed before her eyes like a movie.

Everything she had was ruined by Er Qing! It was Er Qing who used all means to seduce the emperor and Fu Heng, and threw her into this cold abyss!

Su Jinghao died.

Silently, like a ghost being swallowed up by this cold palace.

When she was found, her body was already stiff, with only a smear of scarlet blood at the corner of her mouth, which was shocking, revealing her despair and unwillingness in her life.

When the news reached the Yangxin Palace, Qianlong simply said "hmm" and continued to review memorials, as if the person who died was an insignificant palace maid.

Qianlong did not even raise his head, and scratched the memorial with his red pen, saying indifferently: "If she is dead, she is dead. How can such a worthless life disturb me? Drag her out and feed her to the dogs, so as not to pollute the feng shui of this cold palace."

"Huh." Eunuch Li was terrified. The emperor's tone clearly showed that he was really angry. However, his anger was not as outward as before. Instead, it was a bit cold, which made people even more frightened.

Thinking of how Su was once a beautiful and charming concubine, but ended up like this, Eunuch Li couldn't help but sigh that the harem was really a place where people were eaten without leaving any bones.

He retreated cautiously and ordered the eunuchs under him to handle Su's funeral.

The Forbidden City was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the atmosphere was filled with joy. The palace servants came and went in a hurry, all for the upcoming grand ceremony - the canonization of the Imperial Noble Consort Xitala as the empress.

"Your Majesty, does this phoenix robe fit me well?" Li Yu asked, bowing with a flattering smile on his face.

Er Qing sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the elegant and graceful woman in gorgeous clothes in the mirror, with a smile on her lips.

Yes, she had finally waited for this day. From that humble palace maid to the queen who is now the mother of the country, the journey was full of blood, tears and calculations, but she won after all, and won the highest honor in the harem.

"Yeah, not bad." Er Qing responded indifferently, with no emotion in her tone.

Li Yu observed the expression and smiled: "Madam, the auspicious time is coming soon, you see..."

Er Qing nodded slightly, her eyes swept across her reflection in the bronze mirror, and she opened her red lips slightly: "Let's go."

Today, she is the most noble woman in the harem and the most noble woman in the world.

In the magnificent Hall of Supreme Harmony, ambergris curled up from the incense burner. In the dense aroma, Er Qing, wearing a bright red phoenix robe and a phoenix crown with eight gold-threaded beads, slowly stepped onto the jade steps surrounded by the crowd. Every step seemed to be on the clouds, overlooking all living beings.

Civil and military officials stood on both sides, shouting "Long live the Queen!" at a deafening sound, but the smile of victory on Er Qing's lips became more and more obvious.

She raised her hand slightly, signaling everyone to stand up. Her eyes swept over the people kneeling on the ground, finally stopping on the bright yellow figure.

Qianlong's gaze seemed to have a hook, tightly locked on Erqing, refusing to move away even a little.

He was extremely excited. His Qing'er, his beloved woman, had finally become his legitimate wife!

Over the years, he has withstood the pressure from court officials and pushed Er Qing step by step to her current position. The hardships involved are beyond the imagination of outsiders.

"Qing'er, you finally..." Qianlong's voice trembled a little. He wanted to rush down the stairs immediately, hug Erqing in his arms, and tell her how happy and excited he was, but he couldn't.

He is the emperor, the ruler of the world. Not showing his emotions on his face is a rule he must abide by.

But...the person in front of him is the woman that he holds dearest in his heart!

Qianlong took a step forward and held her hand tightly. The scorching heat penetrated through the layers of brocade and reached Erqing's skin, causing her to shudder. She lowered her eyes slightly to hide the complex emotions in her eyes.

"Qing'er, from now on, you are my queen, the most noble woman in the world." Qianlong's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was suppressing thousands of words.

She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. His handsome face was full of excitement and joy, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes seemed to tell of his love for her.

Er Qing felt inexplicably empty in her heart.

The highest position in the harem and the most honorable woman in the world were what she had always dreamed of. However, when she actually stood here, she found that all this did not seem as happy as she had imagined.

Qianlong's love was passionate and overbearing, making her feel suffocated. This was never the kind of love she wanted.

Perhaps, what she wanted was just the boy who held an umbrella for her on that rainy night. That simple and beautiful love had long been swallowed up by the darkness of the palace.

The crowd dispersed and the Hall of Supreme Harmony returned to its former tranquility. Er Qing stood in the center of the empty hall, gazing at the carved beams and painted buildings, and the splendor, but her heart was filled with desolation.

She looked at Qianlong, who loved her deeply, and felt more guilty.

He was nothing more than an obsession in her heart, a tool for her to reach the pinnacle of power, and a consolation.

Er Qing closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. In the end, she became another "her"...