Before the time was up, Erkang saw Qinger stepping on the bottom of the flowerpot not far away and hurriedly walking in this direction, with clearly visible excitement and happiness on his face, Erkang leaned out from behind the rockery and took Qinger away. Pull, pull behind a rockery: "Qing'er, you are here, I have been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back from Mount Wutai."

"Erkang, Erkang, I miss you so much. My life in Wutai Mountain revolves around Lafayette. I don't have my own life, and I can't see you. There is not a day in Wutai Mountain that I don't miss you. Can you come? I'm really happy to find me." Qing'er's voice was gentle, but her words were bold and unrestrained.

Erkang stared at Qing'er. Under Qing'er's clear black and white eyes, he couldn't hide many thoughts: "Qing'er, since the queen mother came back, I have been restless and worried. There are some things that I don't know. Should I tell you, it's so uncomfortable to press down on my heart."

Qing'er was startled by his appearance: "What's the matter?"

"I think we're already so good, we shouldn't have any secrets from each other." Erkang looked at Qing'er hesitantly, "But I'm afraid that if you think about it wildly, it will turn out to be a problem...so, so I I’m looking for you today, and I’ll tell you everything at once.”

"Quickly explain! You're so hesitant, I'm even more cranky! Recently, I feel that you have something on your mind, so you can tell the truth!" Qing'er stared at him anxiously, a little scared.

"Regarding a person, the Emperor Xinna's wisdom is always there!" Erkang blurted out.

"Ming Chang is there?" Qing'er's eyes widened immediately, she couldn't imagine how Erkang would have anything to do with the emperor's harem beauties.

"Yes!" Erkang looked at Qing'er deeply: "Ming Changzai's identity, you just returned to the palace, and you don't know it very well. Before Ming Chang was named Chang Zai, her name was Ziwei. She once thanked you for a while." My life-saving grace has been chasing after me, but now she is already the emperor's woman, so...it would be bad if others tell you, so I would rather tell you myself!"

Qing'er's heart twitched violently, her eyes widened, and she looked at Erkang fixedly. In front of her eyes, she immediately saw Ziwei's prostrating appearance that day, and Ziwei's fair and beautiful face floated up. Those piercing eyes, and... her crisp and clear voice...

"She still has weight in your heart, doesn't she?" Qing'er asked urgently, "Do you have a 'past' with her? There must be, isn't it? I felt weird when I met you in the Royal Garden that day. Now, I understand everything! In the days when I was away, another person walked into your heart, right, it was Ziwei, right!"

"What are you talking about?" Erkang was shocked. "I knew I couldn't tell you! But Ama insisted that I 'file' with you, and you would start making up stories as soon as you 'filed'! I swear to you, I have nothing to do with her. She is the emperor's woman, and she is not allowed to have anything..."

"Isn't your family 'strictly educated'? Didn't you and I have a relationship? What's the use of 'strictly educated'?" Qing'er was anxious, and the words in her mouth rushed out without thinking.

Erkang stared at Qing'er and got angry: "What kind of logic is this? How can we use our story to set someone else's body? It's really unfair that you forced me into a 'past' like this! You are simply Live up to my heart! Live up to my sincerity in telling you this matter!"

Seeing that Er j□j was angry, Qing'er knew that she had said something wrong, and immediately regretted it, her voice weakened: "Yes... I'm sorry, I... I'm a little out of order! That Ziwei, so beautiful, so good at talking , I am so small in front of her... I am afraid... I am afraid that you will forget me for her sake..." She stammered here, and tears rolled down her face.

Seeing Qing'er crying like this, Erkang knew that the matter had come to an end. He originally wanted to determine the matter on Qing'er's side first, and test Qing'er's feelings for him by the way. At this time, both goals were perfectly achieved: "It's my fault! It's my fault! I shouldn't have told you about this! I shouldn't have told you loudly, don't cry, what I want to tell you is actually very simple, just ask you to trust me, no matter what What's the trouble, I only have one you in my heart! Really, there will always be only one you! If you don't want me, no one will be your threat, no one will!"

There were voices of palace maids walking and talking nearby. Qing'er was startled, she hurriedly broke away from Erkang, and wiped her tears indiscriminately: "Don't say anything, let me go back! If people see it, what is it? If Lafayette finds out , I will definitely not let us off lightly, I will ask Lafayette to marry us, please don't give up on me for Ziwei!"

Erkang sighed a long time: "Forget it, I won't tell you today! I said I have nothing with Ziwei, forget it, you can't accept so many things at once! I will wait for you to accept it!"

Qing'er was stunned, before she had time to speak, several court ladies came over, Qing'er was startled, and wanted to break away from Erkang, but Erkang hugged her in a hurry, kissed her, and said hastily: "Remember , Thousands of words, just one sentence, you will always be the only one in my heart!"

Qing'er was naturally moved, she gave Erkang a teary look, broke free from him, and ran away.Vulkang looked at Qing'er's shy back and showed a smug smile. The matter finally came to pass. He didn't realize that Ziwei was standing behind a big tree not far away, looking at him with teary eyes, waiting for him to turn around. When I looked over at Ziwei, it was too late.

A few days later, Ali and Zhuo arrived in the Forbidden City with his princess Hanxiang.Qianlong greeted him in front of the hall with his elder brother, prince, princes and ministers.

The music of the Uighurs was playing, and Ali and Zhuo took the lead.The convoy, horse team, flag team, band, camel team, beauty team, and guards entered the palace gate one by one.In this huge team, the most eye-catching thing is the exotic sedan chair.The sedan chair is hexagonal in shape, with six golden pillars, which are pressed on top, and the top is carved with blue gold.

Under the car roof, there is no door, and there is a white gauze fluttering like snow.In the white gauze tent, Han Xiang was wearing red Uyghur clothes, a white feather headdress, and a silk scarf covering her mouth and nose, sitting in the middle of the car. Two Uyghur maids, all in purple clothes and skirts, were sitting in the middle of the car. side.Hanxiang's clothes fluttered, and she didn't look sideways. Sitting there, she looked like a beautiful picture.Qianlong couldn't help being attracted by this picture.

Ali and Zhuo dismounted, the sedan chair stopped, Wei Na and Gina helped Hanxiang off, Ali and Zhuo took Hanxiang and all the team, they knelt down on the ground and said: "My servant Ali sees the emperor! Long live my emperor! age!"

Qianlong greeted him very imposingly: "Ali and Zhuo don't make big letters, they have come from a long way, thank you for your hard work!"

Ali took a step back and brought Hanxiang to Qianlong: "This is the little girl Hanxiang."

Han Xiang crossed her hands in front of her chest, bent down to write the Hui clan letter, and said, "Han Xiang pays homage to the emperor!"

Qianlong suddenly felt the strange fragrance, as if he was in a world full of floral fragrance.That fragrance, like the combination of sweet-scented osmanthus and jasmine, is fragrant but not sweet, rich but not pungent.The fragrance is elegant and intoxicating.Qianlong was very surprised. Could it be that what Zhaohui said about the famous "Princess Xiang" among the Uighurs was actually true.

He looked at Hanxiang curiously, but he saw that the silk scarf was half hidden, but it couldn't hide the stunning beauty.Those crystal eyes, half melancholy and half worried, looked at him quietly.As soon as Qianlong and Hanxiang met their gazes, their hearts fluttered for no reason.He hurriedly collected his thoughts, and said to Ali and Zhuo: "What spices did Ali and Zhuo bring? Why is there such a wonderful fragrance?"

"The little girl came with a strange fragrance, so she named it Hanxiang."

Qianlong confirmed his guess and looked at Hanxiang in surprise.

Ali and Zhuo carefully observed Qianlong's expression. When he saw the interest in Qianlong's eyes and the desire when he found the fragrant and attractive beauty, Ali and Zhuo knew that the gift he brought this time was right. It must be impossible to resist the beauty of Hanxiang.

In the evening, Qianlong ordered people to set up a stage to watch the Havoc in Heaven, which was a joy for the host and guests. When the Havoc in Heaven was over, Ali turned to Qianlong and said, "The following is the dance that the little girl dedicated to the emperor! It's our folk dance, it's vulgar and simple, it's not respectable, please take a look at it, Your Majesty!"

Meanwhile, the band switched back.Hui music suddenly sounded, and on the stage, many powerful men with bare arms and red vests danced to the sound of drums.The drums are rumbling, and the dancers are leaping all over the stage, full of the feeling of "force", which makes people dizzy.

Afterwards, Han Xiang was carried out by several warriors, all dressed in white, still half-covering her face with white gauze, when she reached the center of the stage, Han Xiang landed lightly.With the support of many male dancers, they danced gracefully to the music.The sound of drums, music and horns is full of exotic flavors, fragrant and graceful, dancing beautifully, white gauze fluttering like snow, among many men, there is even the unique charm of women, which looks outstanding and graceful.

The Queen Mother was stunned, the corners of her mouth were imperceptibly subtle, she was already suppressing her anger, and said to Qing'er: "The dance of returning to Xinjiang is really different from our dance! I never knew that men could dance too. Dance!"

Qing'er looked at the stage, did not notice the Queen Mother's anger, and explained: "Lafayette, they are specially designed! Both 'strength' and 'softness' are beautiful, and they cleverly blended these two beauties together. Together! With the 'strength' as ​​a foil, the 'softness' is more prominent. We have an idiom that says 'softness can overcome rigidity', and that's probably how it is!"

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